
Watch Me Pull a Rabbit Out of a Hat
I watched a lot of cartoons as a young person. Like, a lot. In New York City, where I grew up, we rejoiced in the–at the time–enormous selection of 7… Read more Watch Me Pull a Rabbit Out of a Hat →
I watched a lot of cartoons as a young person. Like, a lot. In New York City, where I grew up, we rejoiced in the–at the time–enormous selection of 7… Read more Watch Me Pull a Rabbit Out of a Hat →
I remember the Big Three of Childhood Diseases because I had all of them. I am of that vintage where I was young enough to be vaccinated against smallpox and… Read more Nowhere Near Fun →
Anent nothing (or actually, anent a long, chewy series of Tweets by David Rothkopf about the way a certain class of people in our society–guess whom?* gets a pass for treating people badly–which the author calls Asshole Culture) I started thinking about M*A*S*H. Not the beloved TV show where many of the most despicable characters turn out to to be people who can learn not to be despicable (or are revealed to be secretly not despicable, etc.) and in which the remaining despicable people get their comeuppance before the end of… Read more Entitlement, or: No One Has Suffered as I Suffer →
Come all you weary factory girls I’ll have you understand I’m going to leave the factory And return to my native land. … The Overseers need not… Read more The Factory Girl’s Song →
I run a small museum. It’s a museum on the history of the book, and of bookbinding, and one of the things we talk about when talking about the book… Read more A Set of Dickens on the Whatnot →