Priorities: Xbox / Myanmar
Well Then . . .
. . . it’s obviously time to get the hell out.
Going All Meta on Blogging
Reading over my recent entries — indeed, this would be true going back to my first blog entry nearly seven years ago — it’s clear that my interests are not so much intellectual as sensual. My weblog is a graph of my engagements. Friday, October 5th, 2001:
Dewey begins Experience & Nature with the observation that [...]
Injured Goose
On our morning dog walks Carole & I walk along the river, past out neighbor Betty’s house. Betty feed the Canada Geese every morning & there is often a big flock of them around. A few weeks ago we noticed that one big male was dragging a broken wing. He has been making a living [...]
Not Guilty
This is sad. The Chronicle didn’t ask me, but reading through the post & comments at Cosmic Variance, I couldn’t think of a single guilty pleasure. I used to have some, but they have faded away over time. I don’t know, maybe Partick O’Brian novels. Guilty pleasures are those things you do that seem to [...]
The Relative Weight of Regret
Those regrets weigh most that recall some failure of responsibility to another human being, or to an animal; I don’t much regret sinning against abstract principles.
More Pleasure
Black beans yellow onion cilantro dried chilies cumin oregano sweet bell pepper. Corn tortillas yogurt cheddar cheese. Beer. Dogs. Warm days cold nights.
Pleasure
Over the last few months I have been increasingly open to the ordinary pleasures of the world. I’ve always been something of an over-planner, a bit of a control-freak. In my fifties I am perhaps loosening up a little bit. I’ve always had an appreciation for the beauties of the natural world, but lately I [...]
Inside Higher Ed Trolls
There must be something uniquely satisfying about mocking the academy & insulting professors. How else to explain the obsessive energy of the trolls, Ayn Rand cultists, and illiterate weirdos the site attracts? The sneering is palpable. Honestly, I have to stop trying to reason with them. It would make an interesting sociological study to investigate [...]
Supporting the Troops
So where are all those fascist assholes now who came down on me when I wrote that I do not “support the troops” in the knee-jerk, brownshirt fashion that is now required by the culture of compliance & the permanent state of exception in which we live? Telling “the troops” — what a reified abstrtaction! [...]
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