that I’d care to report on. Maybe I’ll find a bit of inspiration later in the day. Frank P. sends along word that you oughtn’t open any emails with the heading, “Life Is Beautiful,” as they will tend to erase your hard drive.
Yesterday brought news that my elder son, Brendan, has won a scholarship to his mom’s alma mater, Marquette, so that’s cool.* This afternoon, I’ll be driving the younger son, Aidan, down to White River Junction to pick up one of his buddies to come spend a few days with us, another kid who’s got a mental disability. Aidan’s a very bright, sweet, hardworking kid, with a vivid imagination and outlandish sense of humor. We’ll be near my old stomping grounds at Dartmouth, and at 16 (next month) under other circumstances I’d be taking him there to get a look around and regale him with stories of my misspent youth. So, I’m feeling a bit melancholy about the contrast between hopes and realities. At the same time, I feel very blessed to have him.
I’m sorry to say that that’s all I’ve got for the moment.
UPDATE: Moe Lane has this piece on a Johnny Dollar beatdown of the dopes at HuffPo, if you like your steak rare.
HuffPo, which perhaps ought to consider limiting their topics to things that didn’t happen, now admits that
John Gibson Did Not Compare Eric Holder To Monkey With Bright Blue Scrotum
Feel free to add anything else to which John Gibson did not compare Earache Scolder in the comments.
* Milwaukee’s my hometown, and he’d be close to Uncle Matt and Uncle Tim and able to visit Grandma and Grandpa at their summer place, and go to Bucks and Brewers and Packers games with my friend Bob.
VDH on Battered American Syndrome. As for myself, I’m beer-battered.
ACORN means squat. (h/t Rusty)
So, to sum: Yes Barack Obama did receive a special below-market loan the rest of us couldn’t get. And a big “no†to the idea that he ought to be held accountable for it. Upset? So are we.
Have fun, Dan. That’s it. Just have fun.
Savor your day like a fine Sardinian rose wine; taste all of the subtle flavors it has to offer…
Life is good, and each day a blessing; remember you are an instrument of His will…
And, you know, the alternative sucks!
Best Wishes…
Thanks, guys.
It’s hard to say sight unseen but it appears to me that you’ve already done a really good thing this morning Dan. Kudos for the keystroke.
Plus, Usingers!
Admit nothing. Good Heavens, do you want your kids doing what you did? You’re proposing to give your kid a tour of the crime scene and a confession?
Mine appear to have done far better than I did – at least they all graduated (sort of) on time. I give all the credit to my wife and them. And a merciful deity.
NO, no! go not to Lethe, neither twist
Wolf’s-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine;
Nor suffer thy pale forehead to be kist
By nightshade, ruby grape of Proserpine;
Make not your rosary of yew-berries,
Nor let the beetle, nor the death-moth be
Your mournful Psyche, nor the downy owl
A partner in your sorrow’s mysteries;
For shade to shade will come too drowsily,
And drown the wakeful anguish of the soul.
But when the melancholy fit shall fall
Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud,
That fosters the droop-headed flowers all,
And hides the green hill in an April shroud;
Then glut thy sorrow on a morning rose,
Or on the rainbow of the salt sand-wave,
Or on the wealth of globèd peonies;
Or if thy mistress some rich anger shows,
Emprison her soft hand, and let her rave,
And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes.
She dwells with Beautyâ€â€Beauty that must die;
And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips
Bidding adieu; and aching Pleasure nigh,
Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips:
Ay, in the very temple of Delight
Veil’d Melancholy has her sovran shrine,
Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue
Can burst Joy’s grape against his palate fine;
His soul shall taste the sadness of her might,
And be among her cloudy trophies hung.
Melancholy will make time with loved ones even more precious.
Try this Dan,
I’m a bit older than you I think, but this may take you back and brighten things up a bit…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LaiGnZ_ubj0
Have a beautiful day…
Sdferr, Usinger’s is great, and the whole of Third Street generally. Bob’s dad’s printing business was right there, and so I spent a lot of time in the area. And Water Street, naturally, though the pub scene has moved toward the Iron Block.
MarkD, I’m not squeamish about owning my past. I think my kids are smart enough to know that my recollections aren’t recommendations. Dartmouth was an odd fit for me. I’m not disappointed that they won’t be going there, though I think it was in some ways good for me because it was an odd fit.
Geezer, that’s one of the poems that I’m going to talk about with reference to the idea of “performative utterance” in my class. I do love that one, and the Ode to Autumn. Boy has a way with gerunds.
John Gibson did not compare Eric Holder to Roger Brooke Taney (July 20, 1831-November 14, 1833).
Re: Ode to Melancholy. Sorry about losing the first paren break.
John Gibson did not compare Eric Holder to Charles-Louis de Secondat Baron de La Brède et de Montesquieu.
John Gibson did not say that, like Travis, and that monkey with a bright blue scrotum …Holder never has to worry about a bad hair day.
John Gibson didn’t compare Eric Holder to Magilla Gorilla…
After all, Holder’s not Irish…
Back to the 60’s with the squatty people.
They do these things to get headlines and support from those who are unaware of the “problem” their protest highlights. This is not the publicity they think it is.
John Gibson did not compare Eric Holder to either Le Petomane, this one or this one.
Wait, I thought ACORN meant squash.
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Maybe somebody should investigate the gifts Obama is getting from the FEC, know what I mean?
John Gibson did not compare Eric Holder to a big bowl of tapioca.
BECAUSE OF THE DECADENT CREAMINESS!!
As far as Democrats are concerned, those in public office are not our equals, given a trust and duty to follow. No, those in public office are our masters, to direct our lives. They are nobility reborn, above the law so they may see that the rest of us abide by the laws they decree.
John Ashcroft. Gibson did not compare Holder to John Ashcroft. Which is a pity, really.
oh. This still works for me, Mr. Daniel. It’s to melancholy what Buffy is to vampires I think.
John Gibson did not compare Eric Holder to Detective Harris from Barney Miller.
In re ACORN breaking into foreclosed homes… They declare these to be acts of “civil disobedience”, yet that implies a refusal to abide by unjust laws, not the flagrant disregard of laws based on circumstances of your own choosing. If we were to find the homes of the leaders and financiers of ACORN, break down the door and take up occupancy inside, they would scream bloody murder. If we were to declare their contracts null and void, subject to rewriting on our whim, they would fight all the way to the Supreme Court.
I’m down with that, Rob. Is there someplace we can sign up?
Riff Raff. From ‘Underdog’.
When in this world the headlines read
of those whose hearts are filled with greed
who rob and steal from those in need
the cry goes up with lightning speed
For Underdog! Underdog! Underdog! Underdog!
Spped of lightning, roar of thunder
fighting all who rob and plunder,
Underdog! Underdog!
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