Nattily Knotted Neckties
Neat.
Neat.
They are so many and our country is so small. Where will we find room to bury them all?
– Finnish patriot, on learning of the Russian invasion of Finland, winter 1939
The Spirit communicates with me in various ways, but when it acts upon me it invariably makes me want to shower love on everybody or else to get chesty or both. (more…)
We’re for it.
The Chief Rabbi of France has some keen insight into marriage and sexuality, if you can get over the frenchiness of his language, even in translation.
At the very tail of this column. (more…)
I’m reading The Wicked Son by David Mamet. (Got the hardback for $.01 plus $3.99 shipping/handling.)
It contains some of his essays on anti-semitism and self-hating Jews. The objects of his screed seem to be mostly left-wing intelligentsia types who actively disbelieve the religion of Moses, but still identify as racially or culturally Jewish.
So far I’ve seen some parallels to left-wing intelligentsia type Mormons on the net.
Mamet is a Pulitzer Prize-winning playwright. I can tell from this book and his online writings that he is a master of words.
He is a true mensch, eminently worthy of membership in the Junior Ganymede, and in the spirit of the Birkenhead Drill. A Daniel, too.
Sex-positive feminism is like a fish on a bicycle, scientists say.
This sheriff, in Milwaukee Wisconsin of all places, makes sense.
A Wisconsin sheriff has stirred controversy this week after releasing a radio ad urging Milwaukee-area residents to learn to handle firearms so they can defend themselves while waiting for police.
In the 30-second commercial, Milwaukee County Sheriff David Clarke Jr. says due to law enforcing cutbacks, personal safety is no longer a spectator sport.
‘I need you in the game,’ he says.
See here. It’s an alternative indoctrination method for young people who have escaped the university systems. I no longer advise young men of my acquaintance to consider military service.
I found this surprisingly touching.
When Padme and I were married, we lived in a galaxy with hyperdrive, robot servants, and battle stations the size of Michael Moore’s ego … but, oddly enough, no ultrasounds. It’s why I didn’t know Luke had a twin sister for so long.
Women should be monsters of practicality when they are courted, and if they aren’t, that’s what daddies are for.
And in deed.