What a time, boy howdy. I’ve been dreading the anniversary of 9/11 for weeks, convinced that an attack on Iran would begin today in some kind of perverse Monumental-War-Crime-as-”Revenge” scenario. Waking up in the mornings overcome with fear and loathing, intimations of unspeakable disaster. So far, nothing, thank the Lord. But to show you how [...]
I’m really uptight today, much more so than usual (haha). I have no idea what it can be, but if anyone else feels it too, go ahead and chime in. No, it isn’t the Greenland ice cap. That’s too distant, and I live in the mountains. It certainly isn’t the Chinese nail clippers that keep [...]
Arthur Silber rides the vortex every day. I don’t know how he survives. We’ve exchanged a few emails in the past, and I know he “gets it” in a way that isn’t obvious on his blog, unless you have empathy enough to understand what’s behind the pain. I certainly do, because I feel the same [...]
Well, I’m still not reading blogs and hardly any news, going on over a month now. That either makes me a potentially enlightened sumbitch or a better Wal-Mart shopper. I did skim a news service article a while back about candidates going to Yearly Kos and how some bloggers were all excited about being a [...]
What a tense Monday. Why was today so hard to pull out of the hat? I went grocery shopping with my wife this morning. At first she intended to go by herself the way she always does, but I felt puppy dog guilty and said I wanted to go, too — the rationale being that [...]
by John Hamilton Farr on July 3, 2007 · 0 comments
in Art, Blogs, Earth, History, Netroots, Personal, politics, Spirit, War, Writing
[Extensively edited & revised] (Little of what follows will be easy to write, but I’ll try to keep it short. In the end, I will fail.) I received most of my political education while attending the University of Texas in the ’60s. Early on I marched to desegregate a local bar, and later on I [...]
[Extensively edited & revised] Ah, peace… The front and back doors are open to the official 75 degrees outside this late Saturday morning. Inside the living room where I sit, the temperature is 65. There’s only a little breeze at the moment, and the tiger swallowtail butterfiles have an easy time of it crossing back [...]
Even without a teevee watching habit to indulge, I’ve gone 48 hours without keeping up with the usual blogs. Am I actually becoming weaned? Last night I didn’t check on any of them for the first time in memory. Has the war gone away? No. Will the Democrats stop this one or the next one? [...]
It’s probably far too late to overcome popular prejudice toward Iran, but this slide show (h/t to Hecate) is something every American should see.
Man oh man, can Arthur Silber slice ‘em and dice ‘em. Naming the monster is how he does it, a glorious example of language in the service of good.