Plain Speaking, Politics

A Letter From America

Dear England, This from a Brit living in the States--one with a pretty good understanding of the cultures on both sides of the Atlantic, à la the late Alistair Cooke, I write regarding "Partygate" and the transgressions of the British Prime Minister and his little clique at Number 10. Let's start by being perfectly clear… Continue reading A Letter From America

Plain Speaking, Politics

Joe Biden and “The Empathy Thing”

I highly recommend Monica Crowley's excellent January 25 New York Post article on Joe Biden's deceptive and illusory "kindly uncle routine."  Although it focuses on Biden's recent series of vulgar and petty attacks on members of the press, it reinforces and confirms everything I wrote here about him several months ago.  So I'm re-posting my… Continue reading Joe Biden and “The Empathy Thing”

History, Poetry, Quote of the Day

Burns Supper Night

O wad some Pow'r the giftie gie us To see oursels as ithers see us! It wad frae mony a blunder free us, An' foolish notion Ah!  The sainted Rabbie Burns.  Scotland's national poet.  Romantic to the end.  Socialist.  Raconteur.  A man who dropped his seed wherever he felt like it, upon whichever woman struck… Continue reading Burns Supper Night

Plain Speaking

Oh. HaHaHa, Let’s Hear it for the Pill. Or Not.

So, today, Conservative women are supposed to be creaming their jeans over a post on American Greatness (several generations derived from all the other places it's appeared) in which a man, name of "Guy" (how great is that!) pretends that his wife has noticed that women's relationship with "The Pill" has somehow affected their (womanly)… Continue reading Oh. HaHaHa, Let’s Hear it for the Pill. Or Not.

Beauty, Career, Computers, Feminism, History, Literature

The Analytical Engine: “Dad” Edition

“The Analytical Engine has no pretensions whatever to originate anything. It can do whatever we know how to order it to perform.”–Augusta Ada King, Countess of Lovelace Augusta Ada Byron (she was the poet’s only legitimate child) was born a little over two-hundred-six years ago, on December 10, 1815.  She was a few weeks shy… Continue reading The Analytical Engine: “Dad” Edition

History, Literature, Quote of the Day, Religion

“Lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon”: The Eve of St. Agnes

Happy Eve of St. Agnes Day!  The sun has come up, the earth is still turning, and life goes on in these United States. Today is, according to legend, the 1718th anniversary of the eve of the martyrdom of St. Agnes of Rome, patron saint of young girls and defender of the chaste.  Brutally murdered… Continue reading “Lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon”: The Eve of St. Agnes

Healthcare, Life

Omicron and Me

Well, it finally happened.  Two years on, inexorably and inevitably, I caught the 'rona.  It's hardly surprising, really, since I have been going about my business, carefully, but pretty much normally from the start, as have most of my family, my friends, my neighbors, and my own little corner of the world.  I had both… Continue reading Omicron and Me

Cooking, Food and Drink

Quiche Me Once, and Quiche Me Twice…. I've always liked quiche as the focal point of a meal, and ever since I acquired, through various nefarious means, a small flock of chickens, and--even in the winter--a seemingly endless supply of eggs, it's become an even more useful staple of my culinary art. My basic recipe starts with something called the Keto… Continue reading Quiche Me Once, and Quiche Me Twice….