Paper Moon White House
For days I have been haunted by the idea that Donald Trump, especially in his most recent incarnation as buffoon-in-chief, reminds me of someone.
For days I have been haunted by the idea that Donald Trump, especially in his most recent incarnation as buffoon-in-chief, reminds me of someone.
Un Vecchio Frack by Domenico Modugno
Probably Modugno’s finest song, and that is saying a great deal. You will find it on Youtube but when I post the link it does not work so go to it yourself.
When the greatest magus of the age, Giordano Bruno, was burned at the stake at the Campo dei Fiori in Rome in 1600, Bruno’s English friends and followers were careful to distance themselves from their discredited master
The best friend to have is one who not only sticks with you during your worst jam, but gets you out of it. That’s what JD Vance did for President Trump and his Iran War.
I was reminded of the power of ideology this week watching footage released by the police concerning the murder of the teenager Henry Nowak in the English port city of Southampton
Continued study of Passato Rimoto and a lot of vocabulary on asking and giving directions.
The men of the English Renaissance prided themselves on their rationality and their freedom from the barbarous superstitions of the Middle Ages
One common type of irregular adjective and two oddballs.
Here are three poems–I may add one or two more–of William Butler Yeats that show the influence of his lifelong interest in the occult.
I was so flabbergasted at the turn of events that I’ve sent in a photograph with today’s copy to quash any misgivings.