“Sword, hold thy temper; heart, be wrathful still:
Priests pray for enemies, but princes kill.”
Richard in Shakespeare’s Henry VI.2 (5.2.72-3)
(Seen it before, here, and it’s seems timely enough.)
#shakespeare
#horoscope
Looking for a serious distraction, I’ve had rather mixed results with the local (digital) library. Amazon’s mathematically derived algorithms makes the best suggestions, but I prefer the slightly more random library method.
Please support public libraries.
Strange book, a remake of the tell-all about a mythical band from the mythical year of 1974, and as such, kind of fun. My first serious London recollections fall near that time, and the book was an addictive read, although, starting in Calgary, felt more like some typical Midwestern town.
The similarities are too strong.
“Led Zeppelin IV?” I said. “It was recorded on this?”
“It is the greatest album ever made,” said Miguel, and he crossed himself like he was in the presence of something holy. Page 150.
Sets a tone?
There is (lot) of “classic rock” references, with titles, lyrics, woven into the texture of the novel.
The greatest band that never was.
In times of great trauma, a little dramatic interlude, nothing to do with anything? It works.
March 6, 2022: Guiding Light Healing Arts
Hilton Garden Inn
8101 Pat Booker Road
Live Oak, TX
11:00 AM – 5:00 PM
Today in San Antonio — in Live Oak — with some answers to questions….
Sunday! In San Antonio!
Curious as to the astrological details?
There are two sources of data, seeing me in San Antonio this Sunday — or the weekly horoscopes.
Technically, it’s a private event and at the discretion of the promoter, masks are required, like Shakespeare said.
Portable Mercury Retrograde – Kramer Wetzel
Portable Mercury Retrograde: astrofish.net’s Mercury in Retrograde
“First to arrive gets the best deal.”
“Most men are within a finger’s breadth of being mad.”
— Diogenese
Excerpt From
Pink Cake: The Quote Collection
“The people of Oklahoma will continue to vote dry and drink wet as long as they can stagger to the polls.”
That’s a favorite line, and I’ve used it, over and over, trying to explain the apparent aberrant behavior of Texas pols.
“The short memories of American voters is what keeps our politicians in office.”
—Will Rogers
What I wanted was a quick screen-shot of the final vote for the Veterans. Said it before, not shy about it, I’m a big supporter of looking after our Vets. I’d like to think I’m more dove than hawk, but I wouldn’t back down from a fight.
Almost a third of congress voted against supporting Veterans — mostly along party lines.
Makes you wonder?
Used before here and here. To my non-American friends, I hope this explains apparent behaviors, and to my Texas friends? I hope this doesn’t poison the well, coming from, you know, Oklahoma.
“Paxton – the Texas attorney general – indicted on securities fraud, accused of bribery, and misuse of office in a civil whistleblower lawsuit… still has the support of the state’s conservatives.”
As noted? Will Rogers observed?
“The people of Oklahoma will continue to vote dry and drink wet as long as they can stagger to the polls.”
Pink Cake: The Quote Collection
Library recommendation, and I’m leery of the software itself, as the old “3M cloud Library” software never felt as robust as either Kindle or my preferred Apple i-Books. But the library software didn’t track metrics of my reading, either, so there is that. Less invasive, and it does work.
Support your local public library.
Pretty sure I read something before by this author.
“Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;”
(Opening lines from ‘The Love Song J. Alfred Prufrock,’ by T.S. Eliot.)
All amazon had was comics by the same guy. Not what I was thinking about. Pretty sure I read something else, but the search function ain’t getting it.
As an introduction?
“B.A. in Creative Writing from Eastern Florida State College, which means I have zero qualifications for any job that pays actual money.” Page 11.
First person narrative with text messages and email — modern epistolary missive?
As an aside, I’ve never read The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, purportedly a novel about following a band of people dropping acid and driving a bus cross-country. Often suggested as the first of New Journalism.
A ride in the crazy bus?
While bleakly humorous, and definitely dark in tone, the novel tries, and in my mind successfully deals with death, suicide and other insanity in our modern world, in a post-modern manner. Uploaded to the cloud?
Against the terror, death, and destruction currently unfolding elsewhere? Even more thought-provoking. But dangerous, too. Might ought to be censored.
The regular horoscopes — in place.
My sister called the other morning, just to chat, apparently a health scare. I asked her if she remembered bomb drills in school.
I recall once, would’ve been first grade, maybe preschool, all lined up in the hall, probably giggling, but I did take that drill serious, and we all lined up against a wall, put our heads down.
“Put your head between your legs and kiss your ass goodbye.”
(Conventional wisdom then — and now.)
I checked with several “retired” friends, they vaguely recalled bomb drills, but I live in Texas, those could easily be tornado warnings, too. Like fire drill, only a shelter in place from Nature’s Fury event.
Having read most of the Smiley clock and dagger stuff, and recently stumbling into a novel of post-Berlin Wall Germany, Slumberland, then set that against Follett’s Never, the old fears rise again.
With a kind of generational PTSD hanging over our heads, the reaction to war, war crimes, and televised slaughter is disturbing. It can also trigger an almost involuntary reaction, like hitting a nerve and the leg kicks out automatically?
The astrology is even more curious, to me. I observed, some years ago, that “We’ve seen this before,” and in recent memory, the early 1960’s. Saturn and Jupiter were conjunct, last in Capricorn, and tight in Aquarius, 1960ish, and onwards, playing tag for a spell. Look up Cuban Missile Crisis.
Think that’s about the time we lined up in the hallways? I’m unsure.
In the old days, I’d link to a video clip of Slim Pickens in his iconic role, “Well boys, I guess this is it, Nuke-lee-are combat toe to toe with the Ruskies.”
I’m just some voice, another armchair historian, observer of humanity, and by-product of media, in all its forms. Nothing is new under the sun.