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Monthly Archives: September 2010
For a variety of reasons, this is one of my favorite poems. Some days I think I understand it perfectly, while other days it comes through to me only in fragments, like a radio broadcasting from another country, in another … Continue reading
I’ve been reading P.J. O’Rourke since before he was writing about politics — or at least before I knew he was, as I read my dad’s old National Lampoons. P.J. has a new book out, and the folks at RightNetwork … Continue reading
… One of the niftier things I picked up for my birthday last weekend was a DVD compilation/documentary/sampler/300-page book called The Knights of Fuzz, which offers a sampling of videos from revivalists like the Chesterfield Kings and filmmaker Timothy Gassen’s … Continue reading
As I’ve mentioned before, I’m on the bleeding edge of the Gen-X demographic, having turned 45 a couple of days ago, and as I’ve also mentioned, I’m increasingly weary of the smirking, meta-meta ethos of irony that has metastasized through … Continue reading
From today’s Muncie (IN) Star-Press, a report of a car crashing into a daycare center. Fortunately, no one was injured, but I was struck by this line: No one was injured, but the wall of the office was knocked in … Continue reading
The Major’s favorite writer, Jonah Goldberg, riffs a bit on education today at the Corner, calling the appalling performance of many of our public schools “Liberalism’s greatest failure.” I don’t entirely agree, but only because I think there’s enough blame … Continue reading
I’m happily married, yet still somehow feel a sense of loss.