No Plato Please, We Is Aggies
Y’all may have heard of the great rivalry between The University and A&M. No? Where you been? Somewhere with Yankee values? Where they believe in civil rights, gun control, and other noxious forms of socialism? Figures. We got to get yore mind right, as the man famously said in Cool Hand Luke. Cause some men–and…
Ad-Vanced Hypocrisy a la JD
Why belabor the obvious? JD Vance is a disgusting phenomenon, even in a collection of worthless, vile politicians. There is something vaguely nauseating about him although he is saying or doing nothing. His looks? Well, not his fault, you can say. Besides, looks can be deceiving, although his resemblace to a third-rate flunky in a…
Late Night Reflections on Coming Home
I rarely burn the midnight oil. At the tender age of 74, there is some sense of security in turning in earlier. Silly, right? I am retired, so I don’t have to be anywhere most of the time the following day. So its not as if insomnia would prejudice the following day, and therefore require…
This is Paoli
No, I’m not Ed Murrow. God knows, we could use him at this point. But I spent so much time reading about Murrow and his boys in Europe that I sort of wish I could go back and get my cred validated. I also remember him as a little kid on CBS, although, as you…
Give ‘Em What They Want
This is gonna be short, as the Four Tops used to sing. Look. If the average American really wants to find out what the US was like before the New Deal, let them. If “Obamacare” is a problem, Hell, let the Republicans defund it. Let people see $4,000 a month premia. And then tell them…
Texit
This is going to be one of the tougher things I will try to write. As they say, stuff is complicated. I’ve been in and around Texas ever since Berkeley, which is now going on nearly four decades. It sure ain’t 1980 any longer, when I left Philly as the City of Champions, not the…
Idiocracy
Yesterday, August 27, 2025, really must be counted as one of the worst days of my life. Because the Mets swept the Phillies? Honestly, I really couldn’t care less. Baseball, like. getting to the ocean, used to be one of the things that made Summer what it was. That hasn’t been true for some time…
Borrador: La Familia Lizardi en Veracruz
You may cite, but please give credit to Draft. Errors are mine
Syriana + Quark= Our Neighborhood (*)
Last night, I watched Syriana for the nth time. Maybe after n+1 times I will finally be sure I have figured out what the Hell was going on. And having Bashir from Deep Space Nine as an Emir really doesn’t help. I keep looking for Quark. Oh, well. Looking for Quark. The Ferengi as metaphor…
The Cathedral Isn’t Telling
I live in San Antonio, Texas. It’s ok. Everyone has got to live somewhere. So why not here? But occasionally I wonder just what the Hell I am doing here. Today was one of those days. I always admired the opening line of Mario Vargas Llosa’s brilliant novel, Conversation in the Cathedral (1969). “At what…
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