“In such a world of conflict, a world of victims and executioners, it is the job of thinking people, not to be on the side of the executioners.”- Camus
In SE Pennsylvania, March should be called the water month. It is flowing off the hills and gathering in the low spots. It is filling streams. Wetlands are flush with it. Under late winter’s angled sun, not quite at Spring’s zenith but trying, all that water seems more welcoming, ready to burst with life. Before the thin gray sheet of clouds came gliding across, this morning’s blue sky looked like […]
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A friend of mine, upon being overwhelmed by its villains, dopes and goons, by the zombie believers, by the sexual predators and blackface posers of our present ruling class and by the doom-heavy news of the minute, takes a flight of sanity to Groucho Marx and for an hour or so delights in his anarchy. He loves his names: Otis P. Driftwood, J. Cheever Loophole, Rufus T. Firefly. He loves […]
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This begins with a Philip Roth novel, with a minor character, a rookie State Policeman who loved patrol, who loved being “alone in the car, cruising, just driving the roads”, who “knew the area, all the roads, the woods, knew the businesses in town” and “found an enormous … satisfaction in driving by at night and checking them out ….” As best I can tell, from 1938 to 1940, […]
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For all the reach of images in an age of images, for all the outrage in an age of outrage, what is happening in the far northwest of China right now has been rendered essentially invisible and any moral fury at the crimes committed there, muted. Uighurs are a minority Muslim people of the far northwest Chinese province of Xinjiang, an area slightly smaller than Alaska. Somewhere between 11 […]
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