Category Archives: The Agonies of Art

The Hoosier Hate Hoaxer

This only recently came to my attention.  In 2018, a member of my former department in Bloomington, Indiana pled guilty to faking a hate crime. His offense occurred a week after the presidential election of 2016. A dyed-in-the-wool conservative will … Continue reading

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Baby Boom Humbug

I just read a bracingly honest article about “generational identity.” It’s titled “Your Generational Identity Is a Lie.” Disclaimer:  I don’t know, or care, if that newspaper is certifiably “right wing” or “left wing.” I find the article to be … Continue reading

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Reiki Presbyterianism

This howler just crossed my digital transom.  I’ll post the juiciest paragraph in its entirety, then go back through it point by pointless point. This is a Presbyterian-endorsed Reiki workshop, on Presbyterian property.  The presenter is an ordained ruling elder … Continue reading

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When You Can’t Do Anything Else…

. …clean your desk. . This is advice I learned from a genealogical magazine years ago–in that wonderful public library in Rutherford, New Jersey. When stuck, tidy up. It’s magic, every time. This little “back office”–a third bedroom when we … Continue reading

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Facebook Does It Again

Here is another disturbing article on the echo-chamber monoculture of social media. Take my advice. Quit today, and stay away. Remember what I’ve said before:  Facebook preserves dead friendships in acrylic, and makes them un-move-on-from-able. No, that’s not actually a … Continue reading

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Organist Anniversary

Today, September 22, is a big anniversary day for me. If you read my May post on my Bulova watch, you know it was a “big” high school graduation anniversary. Today, as a freshman in college, exactly 21 days into … Continue reading

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Novel, Symphony, Movie

I could write a scholarly piece on this if I tried.  But this morning, listening to Vincent d’Indy’s Souvenirs, op. 62, I find late Romanticism meeting and merging with early cinema, and intuit the great connection.  Perhaps the psychology of … Continue reading

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Atari Flashback Review

The Atari Flashback Portable came yesterday, and of course I tried it out till the “low battery” light came on.  I charged it per instructions overnight, and I’ve been having a lot of fun since the wee hours. It was … Continue reading

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Wesley Shuts Himself Up

Wesley Crusher–I mean Wil Wheaton–is deeply hurt that he had to quit Twitter for its failure to exclude someone he found hateful, and has since been run off of Mastodon for being a “hater” himself.  (They’ve since “complied,” so we’ll … Continue reading

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Blogs I Can’t Read

Just saw two blogs–one saying the queen should give up her thrown, and another saying that Jehovah’s Witnesses are false profits. Can ewe sea why I’m knot interested in reeding them? Wen a righter cant spell…oh, hell…when a writer can’t … Continue reading

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