We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
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Wednesday, June 16. 2021
Peterson lets a wise, seasoned Canadian journalist (Rex Murphy) tell his story. Gotta love the guy, along with his Scots/Irish (Newfie) style and rhythm.
Does the US have any journalists like him?
Posted by The News Junkie in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 18:33 | Comments (2) | Trackbacks (0)
Tuesday, June 15. 2021
People give me random books to read.
The most entertaining way to get some sense of Chinese 19th C history: Flashman and the Dragon.
You can see where Mao came from. His horrors were just historically normal. Of course, this is historical fiction but Frazer tried to make it realistic. Sir Harry, I feel, was the original James Bond.
Posted by Dr. Joy Bliss in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 14:12 | Comments (7) | Trackbacks (0)
Friday, June 11. 2021
The delicious and refreshing Watermelons of today have their origins in southern Africa.
The large varieties do not work well in the northern US due to their needs for a lengthy growing season, but you can grow the smaller versions. I prefer the store-bought versions.
Something good: Watermelon and Goat Cheese (or Feta) Salad
Posted by The News Junkie in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 14:19 | Comments (6) | Trackbacks (0)
Thursday, June 10. 2021
Posted by Bird Dog in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 18:12 | Comments (4) | Trackbacks (0)
Numbers are good tools, but some things are computationally reducible, and some not. Most interesting thing I've read recently. I had to read it three times to get the gist of it.
Posted by The Barrister in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 14:49 | Comments (7) | Trackbacks (0)
Tuesday, June 8. 2021
Posted by The Barrister in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 16:23 | Comments (2) | Trackbacks (0)
Posted by Bird Dog in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 13:17 | Comment (1) | Trackbacks (0)
Sunday, June 6. 2021
Thursday, June 3. 2021
I asked a guy on the job today how he learned all of this. All of these electronic things, testing equipment, big machines, soldering equipment, vacuum engines, air-handlers. A fully-tattooed hispanic guy. He said "Some guys go to school for this, but I learn it on the jobs." I said "Like an apprentice?" "Yes. Four years, bad pay, but now I make plenty." "Are you union?" "Naw. Great boss. Good job. Plenty of work every day."
"Can I ask you what you do for fun?" "I play with my kids, and I play baseball. We have a team plays 3 days a week. Not too good, but good enough. My wife brings the beer."
A happy guy. Gotta love it. Land of opportunity. I recalled that lawyers used to learn their job by apprenticeship and self-education. Abe Lincoln did, and became prosperous working for the railroads. Railroads were the Silicon Valley of the time.
Posted by The Barrister in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 16:52 | Comments (20) | Trackbacks (0)
Sunday, May 30. 2021
Posted by The Barrister in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 16:12 | Comment (1) | Trackbacks (0)
Wednesday, May 26. 2021
That's an olde New England Catboat, fully-refurbished with a small diesel engine, a hand-pump head, and three reefs in her sail. Not that I would sail when I needed 3 levels of reef. Watermen did in the old days, for sure, and anybody can be caught in a squall.
Like most boats, Catboats were designed as work boats. Recreational boating and yachting are recent developments.
I kinda love this craft despite the fact that, right now in life, I'd rather drive the tractor.
Posted by Bird Dog in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 18:01 | Comments (9) | Trackbacks (0)
Sunday, May 23. 2021
Saturday, May 22. 2021
Posted by The Barrister in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 13:53 | Comments (3) | Trackbacks (0)
Wednesday, May 12. 2021
This one, with Ben Shapiro
Posted by The News Junkie in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 18:04 | Comment (1) | Trackbacks (0)
Monday, May 10. 2021
Sunday, May 9. 2021
Said Joshua Slocum about the Spray. Spray was an abandoned and partly rotten Chesapeake oysterman, abandoned on the beach in Fairhaven, MA.
Apparently she was an unusually well-balanced boat. You could lash her tiller and she would stay on course all night. He rarely needed to man the helm, which made solo sailing possible. Autopilot.
It is theorized that she (and he) were sunk by a collision with a steamer.
Off topic, but if you happen to be driving on I-95 in southern Massachusetts, Gene's (just off the Fairhaven exit) has excellent fried oysters.
Posted by Bird Dog in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 16:17 | Comments (2) | Trackbacks (0)
The COVID terror exemplifies these important issues. I know people who still feel reluctant to leave their homes.
If perfect safety were somebody's goal, they should never ride in a car. Everything in life, including "quarantining," is a risk.
Posted by The Barrister in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 12:23 | Comments (11) | Trackbacks (0)
Saturday, May 8. 2021
Thursday, May 6. 2021
From Peter Robb's Midnight in Sicily: On Art, Food, History, Travel and la Cosa Nostra:
That is an Italian luncheon. Until halfway through the book when I decided to google her, I had thought that Marta was fictional. Nope. She befriended the author. While married to Count Umberto Marzotto, she managed a long affair with Sicilian artist, movie-maker and famous Communist Renato Guttoso who figures prominently in the book. A close pal of Picasso. Colorful people, adding a lot of life to life. La dolce vita, so different from life in Yankeeland.
Tuesday, May 4. 2021
Sunday, May 2. 2021
Minimal bouldering, just up and down hills. I prefer bouldering and so does Bulldog, but not everybody does. I love uphill bouldering, but downhill is a bitch.
Funny thing about group hiking and bouldering is that the group speads out, whether by fitness level or by conversation or nature-looking. Every once is a while, you need to reassemble for mapping, water, and a granola bar.
Afterwards, a late (3 pm) group brunch at Mohonk. You deserve a couple of beers. It's a 4th generation Bird Dog family getaway place, and Bob always loved it there.
Typical boulder field up there. Scramble up! It's good fun.
Next time, one of our famous urban death march hikes in NYC
Posted by Bird Dog in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 17:42 | Comments (4) | Trackbacks (0)
These sleds were used to remove rocks and even boulders from crop fields or hayfields to build either stone fences or to throw in rock dumps. They were laboriously pulled by oxen, mules, or, later, tractors. Loaded and unloaded by hand, of course, with the aid of muscle and crowbars.
Tough life being a farmer in New England. No wonder those that could moved to Ohio. After the sheep frenzy, it was dairy. Now, dairy is in barns and not fields in New England, but still pleny of maize grown in the flood plains.
Some good memories of stone boats.
Posted by The Barrister in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 12:36 | Comments (10) | Trackbacks (0)
Friday, April 30. 2021
Tuesday, April 20. 2021
Recommended. You do not need to be a STEM student or an MD to understand this history. I had not known that this author had a serious family history of mental illness.
Friday, April 16. 2021
A dangling participle walks into a bar. Enjoying a cocktail and chatting with the bartender, the evening passes pleasantly.
A bar was walked into by the passive voice.
An oxymoron walked into a bar, and the silence was deafening.
Two quotation marks walk into a “bar.”
A malapropism walks into a bar, looking for all intensive purposes like a wolf in cheap clothing, muttering epitaphs and casting dispersions on his magnificent other, who takes him for granite.
Hyperbole totally rips into this insane bar and absolutely destroys everything.
A question mark walks into a bar?
A non sequitur walks into a bar. In a strong wind, even turkeys can fly.
Papyrus and Comic Sans walk into a bar. The bartender says, "Get out -- we don't serve your type."
A mixed metaphor walks into a bar, seeing the handwriting on the wall but hoping to nip it in the bud.
A comma splice walks into a bar, it has a drink and then leaves.
Three intransitive verbs walk into a bar. They sit. They converse. They depart.
A synonym strolls into a tavern.
At the end of the day, a cliché walks into a bar -- fresh as a daisy, cute as a button, and sharp as a tack.
A run-on sentence walks into a bar it starts flirting. With a cute little sentence fragment.
Falling slowly, softly falling, the chiasmus collapses to the bar floor.
A figure of speech literally walks into a bar and ends up getting figuratively hammered.
An allusion walks into a bar, despite the fact that alcohol is its Achilles heel.
The subjunctive would have walked into a bar, had it only known.
A misplaced modifier walks into a bar owned a man with a glass eye named Ralph.
The past, present, and future walked into a bar. It was tense.
A dyslexic walks into a bra.
A verb walks into a bar, sees a beautiful noun, and suggests they conjugate. The noun declines.
An Oxford comma walks into a bar, where it spends the evening watching the television getting drunk and smoking cigars.
A simile walks into a bar, as parched as a desert.
A gerund and an infinitive walk into a bar, drinking to forget.
A hyphenated word and a non-hyphenated word walk into a bar and the bartender nearly chokes on the irony.
Posted by The Barrister in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 17:06 | Comments (11) | Trackbacks (0)
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