Sir Alistair Chichester is just like you in so many ways: He can quaff a pint with the next man at the Thane of Thoth; he enjoys his Marmite soldiers with an egg, his faggots with mushy peas, his bangers … Continue reading
It’s been a red-letter several days in my quiet life, and I’m afraid it has me sounding off more than I should here on topics that normally I would let lie with sleeping dogs. I have a fear of goading … Continue reading
The Supreme Court in its five-four wiseness has ruled that money is speech and therefore protected under the “free” clause. I rule that image is language and therefore commentable under the “thoughts on art and language” clause. And thus I … Continue reading
I read once somewhere that much of the violence inflicted upon the world is at the hands of young men who have never held a job or a girl’s hand. For some reason the comment comes back to me with … Continue reading
When Jerome, the patron saint of translators, rendered the Bible into Latin, he introduced a pun that created one of the most potent symbols of Christian iconography, turning the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil (“malus”) into the … Continue reading
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Making Bold
They say seek forgiveness, not permission, if you’re bold. I make bold here to respond publicly to a fellow blogger with whom I am enjoying a rewarding exchange of views — one of several bloggers who kindly respond to me … Continue reading →