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Ingrid's dad was the only one who knew that her heart was broken because she had long ago adopted the strategy of never acknowledging that she had been injured.
March 17, 2025 at 1:01 PM
Ingrid's dad was the only one who knew that her heart was broken because she had long ago adopted the strategy of never acknowledging that she had been injured.
During the campaign, J.D. Vance told us clearly how we should read all the administration's stunts, including the Zelensky ambush: "If I have to create stories so that the American media actually pays attention to the suffering of the American people, then that's what I'm going to do."
March 2, 2025 at 2:19 PM
During the campaign, J.D. Vance told us clearly how we should read all the administration's stunts, including the Zelensky ambush: "If I have to create stories so that the American media actually pays attention to the suffering of the American people, then that's what I'm going to do."
--What are the downsides to your position?
--I'm normally not too eager to argue against my own position. That would be the responsibility of those who disagree with it. And it sounds like a responsibility you're eager to abdicate.
--I'm normally not too eager to argue against my own position. That would be the responsibility of those who disagree with it. And it sounds like a responsibility you're eager to abdicate.
February 20, 2025 at 2:16 PM
--What are the downsides to your position?
--I'm normally not too eager to argue against my own position. That would be the responsibility of those who disagree with it. And it sounds like a responsibility you're eager to abdicate.
--I'm normally not too eager to argue against my own position. That would be the responsibility of those who disagree with it. And it sounds like a responsibility you're eager to abdicate.
Thank you for that beautiful song, Mrs. McLain. "Shall We Gather at the River" always takes me back to my rural Midwest roots. As you sang, I was for a moment in a little white church on the prairie, gazing out the window at an eternal cornfield that starts just the other side of a dirt road.
February 12, 2025 at 1:37 PM
Thank you for that beautiful song, Mrs. McLain. "Shall We Gather at the River" always takes me back to my rural Midwest roots. As you sang, I was for a moment in a little white church on the prairie, gazing out the window at an eternal cornfield that starts just the other side of a dirt road.
I've had plenty of students who worked in ways that made me question my assumptions and confront my blind spots. I'm not sure I've ever had as many of them at once as I have this semester.
February 10, 2025 at 1:45 PM
I've had plenty of students who worked in ways that made me question my assumptions and confront my blind spots. I'm not sure I've ever had as many of them at once as I have this semester.
"Voice"
Listen.
You don't understand a single word,
but you're proficient in nature's native language.
An oblivious pupil,
you learned without books
on walks with your grandmother,
quiet for long, awkward stretches,
immersing you
in sounds she could feel,
but not interpret.
Listen.
You don't understand a single word,
but you're proficient in nature's native language.
An oblivious pupil,
you learned without books
on walks with your grandmother,
quiet for long, awkward stretches,
immersing you
in sounds she could feel,
but not interpret.
February 9, 2025 at 2:59 PM
"Voice"
Listen.
You don't understand a single word,
but you're proficient in nature's native language.
An oblivious pupil,
you learned without books
on walks with your grandmother,
quiet for long, awkward stretches,
immersing you
in sounds she could feel,
but not interpret.
Listen.
You don't understand a single word,
but you're proficient in nature's native language.
An oblivious pupil,
you learned without books
on walks with your grandmother,
quiet for long, awkward stretches,
immersing you
in sounds she could feel,
but not interpret.
Now our grumpy neighbor wants to chat,
after all those years
looking away with a grunt,
interacting only to ask where our kids were last night
when the wind knocked over his trashcan
and scattered TV dinner and pot pie boxes
down the street
or when something made holes in his pool cover,
after all those years
looking away with a grunt,
interacting only to ask where our kids were last night
when the wind knocked over his trashcan
and scattered TV dinner and pot pie boxes
down the street
or when something made holes in his pool cover,
February 8, 2025 at 3:00 PM
Now our grumpy neighbor wants to chat,
after all those years
looking away with a grunt,
interacting only to ask where our kids were last night
when the wind knocked over his trashcan
and scattered TV dinner and pot pie boxes
down the street
or when something made holes in his pool cover,
after all those years
looking away with a grunt,
interacting only to ask where our kids were last night
when the wind knocked over his trashcan
and scattered TV dinner and pot pie boxes
down the street
or when something made holes in his pool cover,
I'm speaking for myself here but since I'm guessing it all applies to more than just me, I'll use "we". As advisors, we speak often to our advisees about intellectual bravery.
February 1, 2025 at 2:46 PM
I'm speaking for myself here but since I'm guessing it all applies to more than just me, I'll use "we". As advisors, we speak often to our advisees about intellectual bravery.
Eric was making important decisions for the future on the day we bombed Iraq. We of course didn't bomb Iraq. It's just a way of saying it. Eric was making important decisions for the future on the day President George Bush authorized the U.S. military to bomb Iraq.
January 29, 2025 at 1:48 PM
Eric was making important decisions for the future on the day we bombed Iraq. We of course didn't bomb Iraq. It's just a way of saying it. Eric was making important decisions for the future on the day President George Bush authorized the U.S. military to bomb Iraq.
From the first lessons Paul´s mother gave him on economics and budgeting, she also made him aware of his land. The candy in your hand costs 50 cents. You want a bicycle that costs $45. You have $7.50 in your piggy bank. If you buy the candy, you´ll have $7 in your piggy bank.
January 27, 2025 at 1:51 PM
From the first lessons Paul´s mother gave him on economics and budgeting, she also made him aware of his land. The candy in your hand costs 50 cents. You want a bicycle that costs $45. You have $7.50 in your piggy bank. If you buy the candy, you´ll have $7 in your piggy bank.
White House Spanish-language pages: whitehouse.gov/es
January 21, 2025 at 1:47 PM
White House Spanish-language pages: whitehouse.gov/es
Windows key + Shift + S
Because it won't be long before folks start claiming that they were less enthusiastic about this thing than they actually are right now.
Because it won't be long before folks start claiming that they were less enthusiastic about this thing than they actually are right now.
January 20, 2025 at 2:43 PM
Windows key + Shift + S
Because it won't be long before folks start claiming that they were less enthusiastic about this thing than they actually are right now.
Because it won't be long before folks start claiming that they were less enthusiastic about this thing than they actually are right now.
Silence doesn't seem like the right response,
but my words are power
and that's part of the problem,
my pain is secondary
and when my words are bare
when they're dragged out by honesty
they reveal too much,
that my empathy
requires effort,
that I want change
but not too much,
but my words are power
and that's part of the problem,
my pain is secondary
and when my words are bare
when they're dragged out by honesty
they reveal too much,
that my empathy
requires effort,
that I want change
but not too much,
January 19, 2025 at 2:55 PM
Silence doesn't seem like the right response,
but my words are power
and that's part of the problem,
my pain is secondary
and when my words are bare
when they're dragged out by honesty
they reveal too much,
that my empathy
requires effort,
that I want change
but not too much,
but my words are power
and that's part of the problem,
my pain is secondary
and when my words are bare
when they're dragged out by honesty
they reveal too much,
that my empathy
requires effort,
that I want change
but not too much,
"Your safety and wellbeing is not my responsibility" returns soon to very near the top of the list of guiding principles of government. That along with "No need for coherent defense of our positions because there's not enough scientific and civic literacy around to worry about the pushback."
January 18, 2025 at 3:07 PM
"Your safety and wellbeing is not my responsibility" returns soon to very near the top of the list of guiding principles of government. That along with "No need for coherent defense of our positions because there's not enough scientific and civic literacy around to worry about the pushback."
In spite of what others would assume later, I did not know from the start what the hole was for. I started digging as an excuse to stay in the garden while Sister Gisela and Sister Nicola had another of their scuffles.
January 16, 2025 at 2:58 PM
In spite of what others would assume later, I did not know from the start what the hole was for. I started digging as an excuse to stay in the garden while Sister Gisela and Sister Nicola had another of their scuffles.
I keep hearing the argument that there were mean, sexually misbehaving, intellectually vacuous national political figures in the US before 2016. Yes, and people were making inadvisable dietary choices before Jeffrey Dahmer came along too, but I'm not volunteering for the project of normalizing him.
January 14, 2025 at 1:13 AM
I keep hearing the argument that there were mean, sexually misbehaving, intellectually vacuous national political figures in the US before 2016. Yes, and people were making inadvisable dietary choices before Jeffrey Dahmer came along too, but I'm not volunteering for the project of normalizing him.
Thank you for that beautiful song, Mrs. McLain. "Shall We Gather at the River" always takes me back to my rural Midwest roots. As you sang, I was for a moment in a little white church on the prairie, gazing out the window at an eternal cornfield that starts just the other side of a dirt road.
January 12, 2025 at 3:54 PM
Thank you for that beautiful song, Mrs. McLain. "Shall We Gather at the River" always takes me back to my rural Midwest roots. As you sang, I was for a moment in a little white church on the prairie, gazing out the window at an eternal cornfield that starts just the other side of a dirt road.
Can I just say that the two trilingual men who remodeled our bathroom down the hall went through a hell of a lot more to get to that end of the hallway than I did to get to my desk on this end of the hallway writing syllabi with a space heater keeping my toes warm.
January 12, 2025 at 3:50 PM
Can I just say that the two trilingual men who remodeled our bathroom down the hall went through a hell of a lot more to get to that end of the hallway than I did to get to my desk on this end of the hallway writing syllabi with a space heater keeping my toes warm.
Betsy DeVos resigning in protest of her boss's incompetence instead of being fired for her own is still quite possibly the most Trumpian thing of the entire Trump era.
From her resignation letter of January 7, 2021, the day everyone told truths they would try to hide later:
From her resignation letter of January 7, 2021, the day everyone told truths they would try to hide later:
January 10, 2025 at 3:04 PM
Betsy DeVos resigning in protest of her boss's incompetence instead of being fired for her own is still quite possibly the most Trumpian thing of the entire Trump era.
From her resignation letter of January 7, 2021, the day everyone told truths they would try to hide later:
From her resignation letter of January 7, 2021, the day everyone told truths they would try to hide later:
As long as we're changing the names of things, the title of this 60-year-old poem could be updated to either "Why you should listen to the silencio letal" or "Keep the Panama Canal Out Your Mouth":
panamapoesia.com/pt22pm02.htm
panamapoesia.com/pt22pm02.htm
9 de enero: Un Minuto de Silencio
panamapoesia.com
January 9, 2025 at 4:26 PM
As long as we're changing the names of things, the title of this 60-year-old poem could be updated to either "Why you should listen to the silencio letal" or "Keep the Panama Canal Out Your Mouth":
panamapoesia.com/pt22pm02.htm
panamapoesia.com/pt22pm02.htm
I bought The Grapes
because Steinbeck was
on the list of people
whose books you're supposed to have read.
I was collecting culture
and names to drop.
because Steinbeck was
on the list of people
whose books you're supposed to have read.
I was collecting culture
and names to drop.
January 8, 2025 at 2:15 PM
I bought The Grapes
because Steinbeck was
on the list of people
whose books you're supposed to have read.
I was collecting culture
and names to drop.
because Steinbeck was
on the list of people
whose books you're supposed to have read.
I was collecting culture
and names to drop.
Check me on this because the tally was quick:
January 7, 2025 at 1:33 PM
Check me on this because the tally was quick:
I wrote the following on the night of January 6, 2021. It was soberly realistic but there was a hint of optimism that, four years later, sounds naive: "It's too late to put Trumpism on the trash heap of history. [...]
January 6, 2025 at 2:59 PM
I wrote the following on the night of January 6, 2021. It was soberly realistic but there was a hint of optimism that, four years later, sounds naive: "It's too late to put Trumpism on the trash heap of history. [...]
"Kleinschmidt makes Dean's List" Says here Evan Kleinschmidt made the Dean's List up at Winkler College. He's one of the kids got in trouble for busting up mailboxes out on the blacktop where the Heinrichs live.
January 5, 2025 at 3:05 PM
"Kleinschmidt makes Dean's List" Says here Evan Kleinschmidt made the Dean's List up at Winkler College. He's one of the kids got in trouble for busting up mailboxes out on the blacktop where the Heinrichs live.