What if today is a perfect day, and I can't see it? I suppose all days are perfect days, all nights perfect nights, and the gap between experience and perfection is ours to examine. Four days back from Japan, hosting the inertia brought on by a cold caught on the night before flying. So long those flights; a moment's vision of the absurdity of scooping up a plane-load of people and depositing them at a different point on the planet. Child with a bucket, taking water around the beach. While another plane takes the same number and dumps them back at the origin. Pity we can't stay where we are, doing each other's jobs.
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This site is updated weekly, usually on a Friday although I might change that (again). I write it because (1) I like writing it and (2) I like having a deadline. More often than not, it works out as a commentary on the week just passed.
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Read My Shorts?
Here is yet another page of old blog posts and other writings. Sorry, but I need my metaphorical sock drawer for metaphorical socks. The link to the page is right at the end of the paragraph here.
Roads without end
Here is a passage from a review of the book The Road to Somewhere by David Goodhart. I haven't read the book (yet), but the collected reviews would make a worthwhile set of political arguments in their own right. More.
State of the Union
Several commentators today saying that they've lost confidence in the US. Making their point by talking up the glories of the past. After two weeks of this administration, they're not going back.
Were they wrong, and they've seen the light? Or has the US changed? I guess the latter is the intended meaning. But we should at least acknowledge the possibility... More.