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If you don’t know what this is about, don’t worry about it. If you do: I don’t think the Tea Party is in its essence racist. I don’t think the NAACP is in its essence racist. It’s time, it’s far, far past time, for all of us to stop actively looking for occasions to call each…
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Sort of a strange thing: these Easter lilies just appeared by the side of the road near my house, here in the middle of July. I guess they grew from a discarded one. The plant is 6 feet tall or so (~2 meters).
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Apocalypse on the one hand; on the other a job to do: routine, the work for which they had been trained. Behind the barricades and bullhorns, men of ordinary lives. The day or shift, the wait for war, having ended they touch their cars as if the cars were horses; speak, more bitterly each day…
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January, Mid-Afternoon (early or mid-1970s) That Night (early or mid-1970s) Jonah (late 1970s) Holy Innocents (late ’70s or early ’80s) Causeway (1991) Live Oak (1992) Kitten (1992) Waco (ca. 1994) Partly Cloudy (2006?)
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Crossing again with the light on the water light wavering on the black glass out of reach with the stars bridge of light reaching all the way from childhood passing beyond me now I follow as best I can Over the bay to the house in the trees past nights on the screened porch insects…
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As most people who would be interested probably know, Christopher Hitchens announced recently that he is undergoing treatment for cancer of the esophagus. I have the impression that this is a form of cancer which is pretty difficult to cure. And since Hitchens is one of the half dozen or so most visible and hostile…
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Weekend Music [Mac’s much-abused conscience: Yes, Pittsburgh, and what right does someone from Alabama have to snicker at the juxtaposition of Pittsburgh and first-class liturgical music?] [Mac’s excuse-making faculty, not as far as I know specifically identified by theologians: I know, it’s just…you know, the image is all…like, industrial and stuff…] My daughter Clare is…
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Consider this a postlude to the World Cup, sent to me by son John. I had never heard of this "diving" business until my World Cup post a couple of weeks ago, when it was mentioned and explained in the comments. I've since come across other references, and, interestingly, it always seems to be followed…
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Since I'm too busy to compose a serious post…I grabbed this screen shot yesterday afternoon. (Look more closely at the headline if you don't get it.)
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Sunday Night Journal — July 11, 2010 When I discontinued the Sunday Night Journal for the year of 2009, someone suggested that instead of shutting it down I might simply post a link to an older installment every week. I didn’t want to put even that much time into it, so I didn’t do that,…