Philosophy, politics, entertainment. Art, music, poetry, science. Macrocosm, microcosm.
Sad, and funny, and somehow sort of appalling, is the desire of the nation of Turkey to become a recognized member of the European Union. "Well," say France and Austria, "take your military out of your government and out of your judiciary, allow the Kurds to secede from your prison-state, get out of Cyprus, and apologize for the massacre of Armenians (and others), and for the burning of Smyrna--and we'll think about it." They mean: No.
posted by anatole at
2:51 PM
I burn hot. I tend to exhaust people in conversation, like Margaret Fuller did Carlyle. Which leaves me (but apparently not Margaret) always wishing I'd shut up sooner. I have quite a few friends and not many enemies, but I'm very proud of the few I do have. There is consensus among my friends about me, which is how I know to write about myself. What my enemies think of me I have no idea. That, of course, could be dangerous. The list of interests and favorites is absurdly partial and half-assed, particularly as to music and books. It's the stupid format of the blog itself, as given, that, of course, I color outside the lines and burst the seams of.
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