Day: June 10, 2011

Upon returning home from abroad…

G. K. Chesterton once wrote (actually he wrote it, in various forms, many times) that the only way to discover one’s home was to leave it; that once he had become habituated to the point of no longer being able to actually see it the only cure was to go away on an extended vacation (or holiday, as the Europeans like to refer to it), for the express purpose not of seeing new places but of rediscovering an old one. It was only after having immersed himself in a different environment that he was able to see his home with fresh vision, as it were… He even based a substantial portion of the book Manalive upon this theme… Advertisements

Originally posted March 19, 2007

Monday – 03/19/07  I’m really flabbergasted (what a great word…) about the following. I’ll just let the article excerpts speak for itself… The following are culled from an article appearing on the MSNBC web site, which in turn got it from the Washington Post… WP: DOJ praised attorney it later fired N.M. attorney had been invited to train others on election fraud issues

Originally posted on April 11, 2008

Wow… It’s amazing what you can learn by surfing around the net… For instance, did you know that the closest living relatives of the aardvark are the elephant shrews, along with sirenians, hyraxes, tenrecs and elephants? Nor is the aardvark closely related to the South American Anteater, despite a superficial likeness… And it seems that on the old Pink Panther cartoons they actually did use an aardvark, despite the animal being nocturnal… Although the snout was a bit misrepresented… Now, I couldn’t care less about aardvarks as much as the next guy, but I thought I needed to start with a somewhat snappier topic than the one I DO wish to talk about, and I didn’t want to lose you in the very first paragraph… So for those of you who got here via a Google search for “aardvarks” (which is how I got the above information, by the way… except for the Pink Panther bit…), I apologize… It’s okay if I lose you in the second paragraph, though… I will have still earned my …

Originally posted on April 19, 2008

THIS JUST IN… Sometime last week, a man was arrested in Jacksonville, Florida, for selling fake crack cocaine to residents at a Jacksonville nursing home… The questions almost seem too numerous to even attempt, but I’ll give it the old college try… Why were residents of a Jacksonville nursing home purchasing crack cocaine, fake or not, in the first place? Was bingo cancelled due to a lack of restraint on the residents part because they were all doped up on real crack? Does crack cocaine make the ordinarily bland nursing home food taste better? (Even a slab of nursing home mystery meat wiggles like Jell-O in an earthquake, when you’re hopped up on goofballs…) Just how boring is nursing home life, that you need to supplement the fun with chemical additives? Did the residents bring the habit with them, or was it a part of the activities calendar, ala some demented attempt at remaining ‘current’ or ‘hip’, from a warped and/or Gothic version of a maniacal Julie the cruise director…? Monday’s schedule: recreational shuffleboard… Tuesday’s schedule: recreational …

Originally posted on July 3, 2008

I’ve decided to re-post some entries from another site, so as to have all posts in one spot… If the three of you who have ever read my various blogs are seeing this again, feel free to ignore… Thursday – 7/3/08 “I’m asking you to believe. Not just in my ability to bring about real change in Washington… I’m asking you to believe in yours.” Masthead of the index page to BarackObama.com I want to believe… I really do… I was SO excited, to be living in a time when other people were just so gosh darn excited about the political process. Excited to have a voice, and to be those agents of change Senator Obama so often talks about… I saw, in the Senator’s campaign, an almost nostalgic longing for a time when people actually believed, in their rights as American citizens, in their ability to make their voices heard and to make the course of this nation a matter of public discourse… I foresaw a time, not yet here but coming, when we …