Taste and See
The virtual world cannot compare. It engages but one of our senses, and even that just barely. How sad, how deficient must those be who think such a pale imitat...
Category: impulses
short, quick, impulsive writing
A Late Snow
Found these Galanthus (?) in the yard this afternoon, next to the stump of a tree that blew down last Spring. This is the first year I’ve seen them here.
Stay Home for Spring Break, You Idiots
I turned the news on briefly while I was making breakfast. That was a mistake. I was so excited to hear that people are making their usual plans to travel for S...
Oh the heavy burden of voracious reading
As the first to receive the library system’s first copy of Arkady Martine’s _A Desolation Called Peace_ (2021) 📚, I am duty-bound to read and return it quickly,...
The Cocktail Glasses are Too Big
Shows that pretend to be realistic should not require the suspension of disbelief. That is, they should pay attention to detail and accuracy. Of course, few the...
The Urgent Tyrant
Watched last week’s episode of WandaVision (2021) with my kids last night. In it the acting director of S.W.O.R.D., impatiently bothering the work to determine ...
Young Pioneer
The other day, No. 2 Son (now 13) wanted me to explain colonial imperialism and neo-colonialism, in the context of the American Revolution and with reference to...
Unsolicited Solicitations
Do these politicians begging for money realize that their e-mails look and feel exactly like mail fraud?
Introducing More to Hate About Alexa
RFC 7258: Pervasive Monitoring is an Attack
My Platform, were I a candidate for the School Board
Once again, it is that time of year here in New York where residents of the school districts vote for board candidates and approve the budget. Most of the time ...
Isolation, anxiety, addiction, and escapism. Oh my!
It is difficult to get a man to understand something, when his salary depends upon his not understanding it. Upton Sinclair (1934) After Alexandria Ocasio-Corte...
BBC Radio Essays
I would lie awake late at night listening to the BBC World Service on my shortwave radio, sometimes guided by a printed program guide, but more often than not t...