This hyere may not seem like much to a passel o’ uneddicated papercollar easterners. Thems as know, howsomever, is baying at the moon like a sure-nuff kiyote. (more…)

Pick any one. This article is interesting fodder for discussion and reflection. (more…)

James Lileks does the right thing, in a mean petty way.  (more…)

Lilek’s daughter grapples with the real world.

The rallying cry of the pro-abortion people has always been that a woman has the right to choose, like a bloodthirsty medieval baron with the rights of high, middle, and low justice. If justice is what you want to call it. (more…)

By their absolute monarch.

His Majesty: “The Senate long retained the right to vote on my decrees … so long as the vote was in favor.”

So are witches dressed in black.

And fairies need to go emo.

Of course, we at the Junior Ganymede long anticipated this trend:   (more…)

And the baby rattle of nothing. Whatever term you use for modern times and to identify what is distinctive about the modern west, let it be poisonous. Let if reflect that populations are collapsing worldwide, and now that hard times have set in, the collapse is becoming more rapid. It takes a pretty nasty set of circumstances for people to double down on their folly once the folly is exposed.

This autumn morning,
My pet dogs whine for treats:
A cri de cur.

By W.H. Auden. (more…)

Don’t miss today’s story from Daily SF, “Ten Speeds at the End of the World,” by Guinevere Robin Rowell. it combines “what if this were the world’s last night?” with a touch of proper sentiment. It’s not up yet on the site so look for it in the next couple of days.

Where will you be on Sunday afternoon, May 20, 2012?

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A discourse on semantics, with a conclusion I find congenial.

His Majesty: “All that matters is the ‘United’ part. One team under a single yoke.”

I prefer “stinking drunk.”

On the evidence, yes.