Yāknow what? Belay the post about āthe ladsā being either children or old. Whatever Steinbeck meant, it only might make sense in normal times. In 2020, exactly like infants and the infirm aged, we are ALL tyrannized by our ānursesā. It doesnāt matter how we feel, they know our health, they can gage the limits … Continue reading The Tyranny of the Nursery and/or Nursing Home
Author: Hypatia
The Nashville Bombing
Oh please, donāt tell me this is going to be another episode like the Las Vegas massacre a few years ago, where we NEVER find out who or why. Okay, I mean, a van is sitting there for ..what, half an hour, intermittently broadcasting the exact time it will explode, interspersed with musical interludes. (What … Continue reading The Nashville Bombing
Time For Hate
No, sorry, I know that isnāt what anybody expects or wants to think upon right now, weāre still in Christmastide, after all. Whatās so great about Christmastide is, itās a ātime out of timeā. Christmases follow each other, not the springs and summers and autumns in between, as John Crowley wrote. In one way Christmastides … Continue reading Time For Hate
I know itās Christmas Eve, but….
...I just have to tell you I cannot live with these fucking Leftists any longer. This is a big half-continent; letās split it up, and let freedom living people live in one part , the sanctimonious freedom-hating bozos in the other. This kind of partition is never accomplished without bloodshed. But, if this is my … Continue reading I know itās Christmas Eve, but….
Itās A Set-up
My email has gotten ...kinda capricious in the last few days. A big tranche from last week, messages I hadnāt seen, suddenly flooded into my inbox yesterday. And this AM I got one from a friend who said a message she wrote last week (and which I received then) suddenly showed up on her screen … Continue reading Itās A Set-up
Redux: Because Thatās How We All āBotā Here!
Sleepless at about 2AM, I was surfing around (do people still say that?) with my IPad, and I came across an article about sex robots being designed to give, or withhold, consent to intercourse. The ethicist who was interviewed sees two problems: if the sex bot is designed with the ability to say yea or … Continue reading Redux: Because Thatās How We All āBotā Here!
The Shortest Day
This is IT! From now on, the light starts coming back. Today is the Winter Solstice. I donāt have anything special to offer. I just didnāt want you to think I forgot. Does anybody remember Christmas Revels? That used to be one of my favorite things, a performance of music and poetry mixing ancient Celtic … Continue reading The Shortest Day
About The Lads
I found an old paperback...well no āfoundā isnāt the mot juste . In our house there are generations of books; sometimes one just kinda...surfaces, like a long buried artifact might work its way to the surface. Itās more like occasionally, a book finds me! Whose was this yellowed little Penguin paperback of John Steinbeckās The … Continue reading About The Lads
Time Lies
On one level this seems like the longest Advent ever. And I think thatās because the decorating, the bringinā in oā the treeāthose are ALL thats happeninā in this Year of Covid. I look at our tree, our mantel decoration: itās like theyāve been there forever and they always will be. On another level, it … Continue reading Time Lies
Because Thatās How We All GOT Here!
...that is my one, heretofore incontrovertible response to assholes who ask, why SHOULD heterosexuality be privileged over homosexuality, asexuality, trans sexuality? Because, you idiot, some man coupling with some woman is how you and I and everybody else who ever existed and/or ever will exist, came to live and breathe and have our being. āKay? … Continue reading Because Thatās How We All GOT Here!

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