Jeeves tells me that Stephen Maturin is sound on Rousseau and Kant. (more…)
Shoot, they oughta pay me to jine. I’m Pecos Bill.
On the sweetness of Mormon life. (more…)
Someone should institute a cover charge and keep the riff-raff out.
It is regrettable that Mr. Baruch Spinoza was never to turn his hand to scientifiction. (more…)
Me (thumping my chest self-righteously): “I am not being self-righteous! YOU are being self-righteous by calling me self-righteous! It is self-righteous to call someone self-righteous!“
Bed.
This intellectual cuss says he reckons he savvies why some states are blue and some are red. (more…)
Heaven Haven, by Gerard Manley Hopkins: (more…)
They kin regulate my breathing when they pry my lungs from my cold, daid mouth. Not ‘fore then. (more…)
A nice argument, but what really comes after Republic is Empire. You can fight it–you ought to fight it–but can you stop it?
It came to me yesterday, amidst my busy schedule of plucking the gowans fine and imbibing potations in moderation, whom it was that the American President reminded me of. All in a flash–or in a sudden moment of illumination, if you prefer to put it that way, one of Jeeves’ gags–I saw it all. “Strike me pink, it’s Soapy Sid!”
I only wonder that a normally observant fellow like me missed it for so long. I mean to say, the two of them are practically twins, like wossname, Damocles and Psoriasis.
Respected Ninth Circuit Jurist Pulls a Marbury v. Madison, upholding a particular gun regulation while finding that the 2nd Amendment applies to the states.
