The Bishop and the Butterfly: Murder, Politics, and the End of the Jazz Age

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Ed Asner & the Secular Rabbi

How the character full of good stern advice came to TV

https://www.salon.com/2021/08/31/ed-asner-secular-rabbi/

Third World Magic - Captivation & Exorcism

Whether we use the term "shithole countries" or not, it's often there in how we discuss these people seen or not seen - their options, their plight, the shrunken terms in which we think of their possibilities. Not that most of us have expansive lives - pretty mundane, limited existences however we try.

Parallax View - Afghan Wigs, Western Vals

Observing our Petri dish would be better if we didn't keep sticking our thumbs in it to draw conclusions. Some more primitive societies might just indeed be more comfortable being primitive societies, even if there's some Brownian Motion or other movement of progressive thought within the culture.

Southern Civil War hero (kind of)

longer thread

Bob Odenkirk *not* dead

Catherine of Aragon, Riot Grrrl

More badass than suspected the daughter of the Reconquista held her own against the Scots - plus 24 years with Henry the VIII made her by far the most significant of the sextet.

https://www.smithsonianmag.com/history/when-catherine-aragon-led-england...

Fuck art, let's smut

Culture shootout at les grandes archives -

or #BeBreast as the former first lady escort would say.

https://www.thedailybeast.com/louvre-calls-in-lawyers-over-pornhubs-hard...

When your wife say she wants a hobby...

aka "how we survived the pandemic halfway intact"

Yes, they have a ton of these. Visit Toyah's channel - she's a nutter.

And thanks to YouTube and European regs i can't see "controversial" content from a 63-year-old woman without registering a credit card to "prove my age"- rave on, punkers!

https://youtu.be/4lOqYxUN1Cg (2 videos in 1!)

Channel https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PL1qNbAuf8-7pxyzAp50IKl3SCtQtEYJKq

[World Stage] Palestinians reject vaccines

Go figure...

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Defies gravity Can spit really far Almost touch my toes Can cut a fly's legs off with a beer cap from 20 paces Know how to say useless stuff and prattle on in a dozen languages Don't know when to shut up
Favorite Quotes
To be for or against the Plague, it's much the same thing. Fiddledee, how a body shure do get around - just 2 weeks ago I was in Mississippi and now I'm all the way to Tennessee... Eat or Be Eaten Better to be pissed off than pissed on.
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Born in swaddling clothes (designer, of course) at the confluence of big waters, my first recorded words were "Dad, can I have the keys to the car?" Raised a Southern Pedestrian, my musical talents were recognized at an early age, leading to my being exiled to the shed out back with a stack of books that became my eddykayshun - advanced readin', writin' & ritmytick, creating a major quandary of "what will I do, oh what will I do?" (Gunslinger) As an old black man advised in song, "You Gotta Move", so move I did, traveling the byways sideways even a lot of driveways, picking up sticks and psychological tics, even movin' to Beverlee through a quaint misunderstanding of the seriousness of TV series, until finally I blew up so big the carry nation incarnation tarnation couldn't hold me no more, so I fixed my sights on yonder sitar, and like Queequeg and Paul Bowles and one of those abducted kids by the Pied Piper of Hamelin, I ventured forth to the larger world, pickin' and grinnin', doin' me some reckonin' and naughts from naughts, occasionally rightin', building me some buildings and wiring and just trying to understand the babble comin' out of people's mouths and heads, I finally ended up in what Rummy quaintly calls "New Europe", which ain't so new from what I sees, but that pit in my stomach from lack-of-moving-sickness finally disappeared, and instead I sit behind a whopping big desk stacked with missives from all the chiefs with big whampum around the world telling me "what's going on". Which seems like a load of boolshit to me, but I guess that's what keeps me busy and entertained now, separatin' the weeds from the chapstick. So my name is Perry Keys, or Peracles to you, and since my mammy always said, "say please and thank you", I added the please, but I'm holdin' back on that thankee until I feel you've earned it. But do welcome, and I hope we's a gonna have a real good time. It all starts with, "I wuz born a poor young white chile livin' in the South..." and we cycle through again, like Nietzsche and his infernal regurgence. So enjoy, and let's spin a spell...

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