I had originally thought Gerard’s poetry book would be ready for sale by November 1. Dream on. Then it seemed highly likely it would be ready by December 1. But then I ran into printer troubles. Trust me – you … Continue reading →
I’ve been making turkey soup with the leftovers from Thanksgiving, which this year in my case amounts to about 95% of a cooked turkey. Turkey soup always sounds so easy, and is one of the reasons I like to make … Continue reading →
In this post I’ll be presenting the “Two Minutes Hate” excerpt from Orwell’s Nineteen Eighty-Four. I think the template for the passage’s physical description of Goldstein (the object of the Hate) may have been Trotsky, at least in part. Here’s … Continue reading →
I thought I was finished with my work on formatting the poetry book by Gerard. I sent the PDF to the printer a couple of days ago – hooray! – and got back a proof that alas, didn’t look quite … Continue reading →
This seemed like a most unusual spambot, with a rather elegant and “literary” sound to it: The landlady sobbing and wailing at her forlorn condition like a peasant woman. So I looked it up, and sure enough, it’s from this … Continue reading →
I’m finished editing Gerard’s poetry book, and the cover’s being designed as well. What’s left? Printing it and distributing it, and there are decisions to be made about those things, too. Last time a friend did the mailings, but that … Continue reading →
The left loves to distort language in order to mislead the public. You might say it’s one of their favorite tactics, and it’s very effective. One good example is the morphing of the term “illegal aliens” to “illegal immigrants” to … Continue reading →
That’s a famous line from the movie The Dark Knight: It’s a description of the pure chaotic nihilistic impulse. I think that tells us something about Antifa, and also certain murderers whose motives we know little about such as the … Continue reading →
… and although I’m very close to finished, I recently hit an extremely frustrating formatting snag. Formatting the essay book wasn’t easy, but it was a piece of cake compared to formatting poetry. The settings that purport to be appropriate … Continue reading →
[NOTE: I already have put up this post about the suspect’s capture.] The story is worthy of literature, although there’s no Dostoevsky or Truman Capote around to write it: Robinson was turned in after his father recognized him in photos … Continue reading →
Recently commenter “Selfy” linked to this article and offered the following quote from it: Mr. Rigney echoes this critique of systemic racism but reserves most of his ire for feminism, which he blames for many of empathy’s ills. Because women … Continue reading →
I subscribed to The New Yorker from around 1975 to 2005. I loved the magazine for most of those years and if I recall correctly it was the only magazine to which I subscribed. Many weeks I read it cover … Continue reading →