IMO, THE PEOPLE WHO ARE RUNNING AS "CLEAN PROGRESSIVES" NEED TO TELL *U*S* WHAT THEY INTEND TO DO TO REFORM THE PARTY... BECAUSE IF THEY DON'T, WHO IS TO SAY THAT THEY WON'T JUST GO ALONG AS THE OTHER DEMOCRATS HAVE BEEN GOING... BECAUSE.. WHY NOT?
CROOK OF THE DAY:
"Mick Mulvaney. Donald Trump’s budget director and the acting head of the Consumer Financial Protection Bureau, has been quite busy lately – but not in a good way.
The far-right Republican has not, for example, been busy protecting Americans’ financial interests. On the contrary, Mulvaney has effectively stopped all enforcement actions at the CFPB, while also taking outrageous steps to help the payday-loan industry.
Instead, Mulvaney has been busy moving in the opposite direction. He’s been working on changing the name of the Consumer Financial Protection Bureau to the Bureau of Consumer Financial Protection – critics believe he’s trying to lower the agency’s profile and make it less accessible – while also advancing a plan to make it harder for American consumers to file complaints against financial institutions suspected of abuses." READ MORE:
"Update: A federal judge dismissed the DNC lawsuit on August 28. The court recognized that the DNC treated voters unfairly, but ruled that the DNC is a private corporation; therefore, voters cannot protect their rights by turning to the courts": READ MORE:
I can’t tell if we all look like we’re in one of those tense Wall Street movies right before the feds bust down the door, or if we seem terrified that Anabelle is going to get us. Either way, this is still pretty cool.
This Trump appointee keeps spreadsheets of the young girls in his custody who want an abortion. Then he does everything he can to stop them. This is exactly what many social conservatives say they voted for, and why they’ll probably never care about Stormy Daniels.
Nobody has a next life except the believers,
Also the landlords,
So what am I waiting for?
Some morsels of immortality, words of God?
Help me here, now you have to,
Because I know these words aren't his, they're mine
I will wait here for you because you're a believer,
Also a parishioner.
I know what they're waiting for.
Some stray scraps of the hereafter, words of God,
But he's gone silent, do we have to?
These words weren't mine, nor yours, anyway.
But who measures this pentameter,
Who walks these parapets, the wrong heights of language,
The distance of our imagination we call poetry?
Tell me, for if you won't I will say this,
You are the measure, there's no castle below or beyond,
Find me in your dreams or I will kill you with mere words.
Here's a smart obit of Hayden White by Neil Genzlinger of the Times. What I find remarkable about it is that Genzingler started out at the Times writing for the Jersey section, actually reporting on municipal doings, then graduated to reviewing local theater and TV shows, and now writes this obit, with the fluency of a scholar but with none of the attendant pretensions. It's cool how sometimes you intuitively follow certain writers and find that they somehow get better.
Once upon a time, I bought some duct tape to heal the quarter-panel wound done to my car by a garbage truck--that thing looked like a spread broken wing in my rear-view mirror, and drivers kept honking to tell me this bird was in their way--but I couldn't find the beginning. I asked the nice lady at the Dollar Store to find it, and she laughed. "Right here," she said, and pulled out a stretch of tape I could use to paste an automobile back together, in one stroke.
Hayden White was a great intellectual historian. He was at the University of Rochester in the late 1960s, when he was writing Metahistory, and where several friends and colleagues (including Marty Sklar and Paul Wolman) knew him. Here's my homage at P/L Live.
Here's my fave from P/L Issue #11, a poem--a rap?--written by an undergraduate in a history of capitalism course I taught recently. This was his/her final project, and the performance brought down the house. To maintain his/her anonymity, we called the author George Bailey, in honor of the besieged man from Bedford Falls. Calling Tron Rizzle.
The new Issue of P/L is up #11, which uncannily focuses on the difference between refugees and exiles, and asks who speaks for whom. Features include essays by David Kurnick on the erasure of the erotic in "gay literature." Or is it the policing of sexuality we've come to witness, asks David Booth? Throughout, with essays by and interviews with Christina Lupton, Sally Rooney (with Ben Libman), Carolyn Lesjak, and Eleni Coundouroitis, our authors are probing the poverties of our time, and of time as such. My favorite moment comes when Sally Rooney says, with respect to the politics of fiction, "I am the only person I have ever been." Can she be right?
I live in a brand-new building that is astonishingly well-designed, down to its fire-proof metal studs and commercial-grade 3/4" drywall-- not to mention the Bosch appliances. But I can hear it cough and stutter, and I can feel it shudder, when a neighbor turns on the garbage disposal, Clearly the building can't digest what we discard. So it makes me want to pour Pepto-Bismol down the drain, or talk soothingly to the sink.
Under the spell of winter
A lone Dog’s tooth violet holding out in the face of a cold snap. These early bloomers are usually tough enough to withstand a few days of freezing temperatures, but as spring had been progressing nicely in the lower regions of Transylvania, these cold days have been a huge strain for plants and animals alike.
Măseaua ciutei / Kakasmandikó
Great White Pelicans of the Delta - First rays of dawn
Join me between the 16th and 23rd of June 2018 for an exciting bird photography trip in a purpose built photo boat that will offer plenty of creative opportunities to photograph Great White Pelicans and a wealth of other species in the Danube Delta Biosphere Reserve and the surrounding areas in Romania.
Evy's 12 Month blog post is up and it's hard to believe that we no longer tell people how many "months" old she is... except sometimes when I want her to seem more like a baby. "13" months sounds better than saying I have a 1 year old. :) : http://katelynjamesblog.com/everlys-12th-month/
Some people have asked "How are you working right now?!" but honestly... a little work can do wonders in the midst of this crazy season and I'm so incredibly thankful for a job that allows me to work when I feel like it and take a break when I need to. This session was a much-needed break from our reality and it was so much fun to capture Clare and Steven's engagement portraits downtown! We worried because it was just a TAD gloomy outside but I'm in LOVE with how these turned out!!!!! :)
I just hit "publish" on the hardest blog post I pray that I will ever have to write.
If you've been following our life the last two weeks, you know that we're going through one of the saddest experiences any parent could face. Today, tears streamed down my cheeks as they rubbed the little probe over my belly and we saw that once again, our sweet baby boy has had another hard week. His condition has worsened and it's getting harder and harder to see him wiggle around on a screen all the while knowing that we'll more than likely never get to see him wiggle around outside of me.
This isn't the story that we wanted... but it's a story worth sharing. We're broken but we're still blessed in the midst of this pain. We're struggling but yet by the grace of God we still have strength. This baby's life is not a story that will never be told and today marks the beginning of the world getting to know our little guy. His life matters and I wanted to write a letter to him and publicly proclaim our love for him while he still has a heartbeat inside of me.