GONE TOO SOON
Deepest sympathy to John for the loss of his Magic. There are no good words.
A NEW SUPERPOWER?
“The candles in windows did not stop the cruise missiles. The demonstrators did not block the tanks rolling north to Baghdad. Pope John Paul II did not stop President George W. Bush. Yet against all expectation, a global contest whose consequence far transcends the war in Iraq had arisen.”
HAPPY BIRTHDAY VICKY !!!
Here’s a Mr. Rogers song for you, and don’t let any miscreant malamutes chew it up … but you can sing it for them, if you can think of a good tune.
Its You I Like
It’s you I like,
It’s not the things you wear,
It’s not the way you do your hair–
But it’s you I like
The way you are right now,
The way down deep inside you–
Not the things that hide you,
Not your toys–
They’re just beside you.
But it’s you I like–
Every part of you,
Your skin, your eyes, your feelings
Whether old or new.
I hope that you’ll remember
Even when you’re feeling blue
That it’s you I like,
It’s you yourself,
It’s you, it’s you I like.
THE VIEW FROM HERE
Coming out of the Village this evening, I let my blue truck take the onramp west into the setting sun, in time to hear the mission bell for vespers. Another day goes down. I can see fifteen miles, to where the coast turns and disappears at Shoreline. Beyond that, millas de las goletas, lost in the setting sun. But closer to home, in the cup of sea at Summerland, a puff of fog pretends to be mist thrown up by a crashing surf that really lies flat as a rug. Even the abstract vapors learn to live in a peace that eludes us.
BUSTER THE BUNKER BUSTER
This dog is cool. But hey, my dog can sniff out a cookie in the pocket of my sweats, even if they haven’t been washed in … well, a while.
She’s right, this could have waited until we moved on to the next crisis.
A GOOD DAY TO DIE
On this day in history …
In 1964, Army General Douglas MacArthur died in Washington at age 84. …
In 1975, nationalist Chinese leader Chiang Kai-shek died at age 87. …
In 1976, reclusive billionaire Howard Hughes (news) died in Houston at age 72. …
In 1992, Wal-Mart founder Sam Walton died in Little Rock, Ark., at age 74. …
In 1997, Allen Ginsberg, the counterculture poet who’d shattered conventions as poet laureate of the Beat Generation, died in New York City at age 70. …
In 1951, Julius and Ethel Rosenberg were sentenced to death following their conviction in New York on charges of conspiring to commit espionage for the Soviet Union; co-defendant Morton Sobell was sentenced to 30 years in prison (he was released in 1969).
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MR. WASHINGTON
Saturday is the birthday of Booker T. Washington, a great man because in advancing educational opportunities and civil rights for Black people, he improved the world for everyone. A stong tide lifts all boats. A wise man who said, “I will permit no man to narrow and degrade my soul by making me hate him.”
(What does that say about me, in light of my “That’s Not Saddam” post?)
TOMATOES
One poet’s wish for peace, the safe return of our troops, and a good old-fashioned lunch.
THAT’S NOT SADDAM
I don’t know where Raed is, but I know where Saddam Hussein was not today; he was not walking around on a Baghdad street, mobbed by joyful supporters. That guy was as fake as a $3 bill. He was too thin, his moustache was too gray, his cheeks were too puffy, and he had a very uncharacteristic stupid grin on his face. I hope that the butthead is dead, and I think it’s possible he is.
He had doubles ready to go a long time ago, remember?
Peace!
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Old Glory: It’s a process, not a product
Yesterday, I was leaving my condo and noticed my American flag hanging from the balcony rail. I wondered why I’m flying it in these difficult days. It’s not because I support the war, though I support the troops. It’s not because I’m against the war, though I’m certainly against war.
After some pondering, I decided that the flag, for me, symbolizes the best of what we are as a country, irrespective of what we do. This war is a mistake; that doesn’t make America a mistake. America is in the process of trying to be something good and noble, not always succeeding to our highest standards, but always worth the effort. Americans are good people, brave, generous and hardworking.