(Sticky) Meta: Site Maintenance 0
Sometime this week soon one of these days I shall be making adjustments to this site. It may be unavailable for a time. But, be assured (or be afraid), it will be back. (I must confess, sadly, that I am getting lazy in my old age.)
Decoding De Code 0
At AL.com, the adoptive mother of three daughters of Asian descent writes of her (and of their) experience.
I’m not sure that I agree with everything she says, but I do believe her article is worth a read, particularly in the light of the recent increase of incidents of violence and hatred against persons of Asian descent. Here’s a particularly telling bit:
Maskless Marauders 0
Marauders who fly the fiendly skies.
Octopussy’s Garden 0
Tony Norman punctures Little Ricky’s bubble of racism.
(Follow the link to understand the title of this post.)
Q. Mute Hawley? 0
A. No. Farron explains why.
Still Rising Again after All These Years 0
Louisiana Republicans want to ban history in schools, at least, that is, the parts they don’t like.
Still Rising Again after All These Years 0
Thom Hartmann argues Donald Trump and his dupes, symps, and fellow travelers are trying to rewrite the history of the January 6 invasion of the Capitol and points out that whitewashing (I use that term advisedly) is nothing new. Here’s a bit from his article:
But what I remember most vividly about those years is the answer I got one night at dinner when I asked our kids what they learned in school that day.
“We learned about the War of Northern Aggression,” one said, explaining that the New York bankers were trying to rob people in the South and so the South had to fight back.
This is what happens when history is allowed to be re-written for over a century. And it’s happening again, today.
Follow the link for the evidence.
Recommended Listening 0
The Bat, by Mary Roberts Rinehart. If you would rather read the story, you can find the print version at Project Gutenberg.
Some think that this novel helped inspire the comic book hero, Batman.
Afterthought:
When I was a young ‘un, my mother would patronize a local fabric shop run by a lady named Gin Walker, who also was a milliner. Mrs. Walker, being no dummy, had several boxes of comic books for her customers’ kids to read while their mothers browsed.
As my mother selected fabrics for sewing, my brother and I would sit under the display tables which held the fabrics and read the comic books.
That’s where I first met Batman.
Denial Is Not Just a River in Egypt 0
At the Des Moines Register, Walter Suza takes issue with South Carolina Senator Tim Scott.
