I am in here.
February is built for slowness, I think. All the fun winter holidays are over, and we are way past the newness of snow and cold weather. In fact, it wears on us. We have seen it. We want other colors now! I read the Tale of Genji, by Murasaki Shikibu. 1100 years ago, in the … Continue reading Slowness
from Thinking Meat: Ultimately, though, the [Rachel] Corries don’t matter. The daughter is dead, and I don’t care. The parents are cretins, and I care even less. What’s important is to deflate the cult of personality that some on the Left have tried to build around Corrie — to make her into a heroic principled … Continue reading qotd
While we’re doing quizzes… You are Nico. Princess of the funeral dirge. Yourock! Which Warhol diva are you? brought to you by Quizilla
I don’t have a lot of knowledge of my mother’s family. Oh sure, the basics: her sisters (3, and she was the youngest, by 20 minutes) and my resultant uncles and cousins, her parents’ names (I had to give those for the death certificate – did you know that the funeral home issues that?). But … Continue reading We are our stories.
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