Posting will be light to non-existent until the metaphysics improve. Indeed, saying anything at all would be stupid and dangerous. I’m sure you understand.
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Oh Please Not That Again
it’s my blog, so I can talk about the weather if I want. On top of the mud of mass destruction comes today’s gift of water from the gods: when we came out of an afternoon movie downtown, it was pouring down rain harder than I’ve ever seen it here outside of a thunderstorm. By [...]
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Today a previously bone-dry dirt road near here turned mysteriously into a shallow lake, yet we never saw any runoff in the area. It did warm up a good bit, and there was lots more melting. In this case, however, I think the water didn’t come from melting snow but from thawing moisture in the [...]
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A couple of days ago I noticed a neighbor of mine, “Joe,” carrying old tires up the muddy road. Now that was interesting, taking them to the road instead of away, so I hiked up the driveway in the melting goo to see what was going on. What he’d been doing was remarkable. Whenever a [...]
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That’s it, I’m off again. Eliminating Safari bookmarks to AmericaBlog, Crooks & Liars, Juan Cole, Daily Kos, Eschaton, Firedoglake, Glenn Greenwald, Huffington Post, Hullabaloo, Paul Krugman, MyDD, Talking Points Memo, TalkLeft, and Think Progress now… [done!] The reason is simple. These days nothing makes me feel so completely worthless and terrible as reading about attempts [...]
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[I wrote the following essay in 2002. It's about a certain Christmas when I was 13 years old. This is a father-son story -- not a happy one -- but maybe there's a little wisdom here. Grab your hankies and dive in, and may we all do better in our next lives. -- JHF] (In [...]
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Maybe it’s just religious Christmas music that gives me fits. I honestly don’t know. But in case anyone is following this dreary saga, I just listened to an entire CD of Christmas songs with Bing Crosby and the Andrews Sisters, of all people, and somehow, it was [gasp] okay… Now that is really weird, or [...]
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A big dark brown spider crawls silently across the rug. My wife’s in bed, so I take no action, even though he’s heading underneath my chair. As with the spider, I’m not sure what this is about. I just want to share a little of what I’ve noticed lately. For decades I was a voracious [...]
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