All Purls. No Swine.
Let's get this out of the way first: I like and respect Jordan Peterson. I have a fair number of friends who don't like him all that much, and a few friends who find him harsh, grating, offensive--even dangerous--and almost always in the wrong. But any man who argues for individual responsibility and that there's… Continue reading A Podcast Worth 62 Minutes of Your Time: Peter Robinson Chats with Jordan Peterson
Lord. I remember, as a child and adolescent, Cliff Richard being the quintessentially British pop star. Better (and bigger) than the Beatles. He never really made it in the States, where his closest brush with fame came in the mid-1970s with something called "Devil Woman." Not really one of my faves, as I wasn't sure… Continue reading Triangulations (Apologies to Sir Cliff Richard)
Well now Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts They were true as a blue blue sky--The Ballad of Frankie and Johnny, Sammy Cahn and Johnny Green Apparently, Amber Heard and Johnny Depp met during the filming of The Rum Diary, a movie based on the Hunter S. Thompson book of the same name. Depp was, it… Continue reading The Ballad of Amber and Johnny: Make it Stop. Please.
March is a problematic month for me, being one of those two or three in the year in which anniversaries and memories--those both deleriously joyous and desperately sad--seem to congregate and coalesce in an inescapable, and sometimes overwhelming, swarm. My granddaughter's birthday. Our dinner of grace and the death of Mr. Right's first wife. "Fifteen… Continue reading Just a Daughter’s Memories: Nigeria 1959
It works, doesn't it?
I don't know how many of you follow Bari Weiss, but I find her to be pretty insightful. She's an extraordinarily bright and accomplished woman with a fascinating and--as the children like to say--'impactful' life, who's best known today only for her most recent high-profile move in which she resigned from the New York Times… Continue reading A Meditation on Russian Birds Brides and the Men Who Love Want Them
More than five years ago (November 2016, just before the election), I wrote this post on Ricochet. I've not posted it here yet, but today I do. A headline in today's Telegraph: "A Shell Crushed the Family Next Door." Memories. For Ukraine. And the glory of the simple things. I spent several hours this… Continue reading The Simple Things
I learned that little Polish phrase from the late Mr. She, not very long after I met him, on a day when we were swapping stories about our eccentric and (in wholly different ways) exceptional families. It’s one of the few (SFW) bits of Polish I know, and I say it with great determination and… Continue reading Rosyjskie Diabły
So there I was a day or two ago, still in the rather miserable late stages of recovering from Covid, snuggled under the heated blanket with Psymon sitting on my lap (not so much, TBPC, because it was my lap, but because–heated blanket–hello?), watching an old episode of NCIS which had fetched up on one… Continue reading “Close Your Eyes. Think of Everything Good”
LtCol Stuart Scheller’s service in the United States Marine Corps came to an end on December 23, 2021 when he was separated from that service with a General Discharge Under Honorable Conditions. Having served only seventeen of the requisite twenty years in order to qualify for a pension, he will not receive one. In addition,… Continue reading An Update on (Former) USMC LtCol Stuart Scheller