Bold the brave, brave ocean, it rolled us suckers in
Autolycus purrs on my lap as I type, compactly curled into a black fur croissant. Hestia has claimed the basket chair for her own, partly snuggled under the green weighted blanket that usually lies on the bed. It has been not quite raining since this afternoon when I walked out to City Hall and the post office in Union Square, returning by way of Hub Comics. I made baked beans with hamburger for dinner and read some more Alistair MacLean at the kitchen table. Otherwise I have mostly been working and it is not very interesting. I hope to watch a movie tonight.
I was just sent an appeal from Kirk Douglas, who hopes to celebrate his hundredth birthday in December while still being proud to be an American. That is a lot of history to live through, and I don't think alarmist to remember.
On the importance of names, the acknowledgement of humanity in the individual as well as the incomprehensively collective, and the burial of the dead as more than symbols: Maaze Mengiste, "The Act of Naming."
I am tired and the most fun I've had today involved walking up and down hills in incipient rain, but I don't feel awful. We have ordered our Rosh Hashanah challah from Mamaleh's.
I was just sent an appeal from Kirk Douglas, who hopes to celebrate his hundredth birthday in December while still being proud to be an American. That is a lot of history to live through, and I don't think alarmist to remember.
On the importance of names, the acknowledgement of humanity in the individual as well as the incomprehensively collective, and the burial of the dead as more than symbols: Maaze Mengiste, "The Act of Naming."
I am tired and the most fun I've had today involved walking up and down hills in incipient rain, but I don't feel awful. We have ordered our Rosh Hashanah challah from Mamaleh's.

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As for Trump: I can't imagine he could win; it's that he's even a candidate that is hugely depressing, as indicating a whole lot of terrible things about the unravelling of what were once common understandings.
Editing to add: the parallels are certainly not alarmist.
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You're very welcome.
As for Trump: I can't imagine he could win; it's that he's even a candidate that is hugely depressing, as indicating a whole lot of terrible things about the unravelling of what were once common understandings.
The fact that his candidacy turned out not to be unthinkable is one of the reasons I worry about him winning: it should be impossible, but here we are, with people taking seriously any equivalency between him and Clinton as contenders for national office and international power. Agreed that I don't like what his nomination already says about the country. He didn't just take the pulse of the times, he poured napalm on them.
Editing to add: the parallels are certainly not alarmist.
And I find that depressing, too!