The Ghost of Joe Liebling's Dog
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The Ghost of Joe Liebling's Dog
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“I’m a write-ter,” he said. “I love write-ting. I give it to them straight. No split affinitives, you know, or other Oxfer stooff. Oh, of coorse I split an affinitive now and then, to show I know how, but I don’t believe in it.”

he/they
Dudist minister
(No zing at actual sex-workers intended. Professional Journalists™ … well.)
December 2, 2025 at 9:11 PM
Bear in mind that the nation's journalistic elite, the WH press corps, spent nearly two years with a literal rent-boy ("8 INCH UNCUT MILITARY STUD" iirc) in their midst and saw no difference between themselves and him any greater than how far apart they happened to sit on any given day.
December 2, 2025 at 9:05 PM
John Barron Harkonnen.
December 2, 2025 at 1:59 PM
Follow up? Huh?
-- Every Professional Journalist™ then present.
December 2, 2025 at 1:26 AM
OK, now I know "who he" but I was blocked too. Was the post from a Times account, perhaps? Some NYT people seem to find me disrespectful (fair enough).
December 1, 2025 at 9:35 PM
Characters who are "twice born" - renamed - mean something to me that I don't know how to explain; it's as if they live another life that parallels or eclipses the one they were born to.

Beautiful book.

I'd never heard her name before … didn't know what I was missing.

3/3
December 1, 2025 at 4:07 AM
… two relationships that span decades and play outsized parts in shaping her life.

That may sound dry, but it absolutely wasn't.
2/
December 1, 2025 at 4:07 AM
This week I ran across a novel which really got to me: Lily King's "Heart the Lover". The narrator, "Jordan" (a name she's given by the other two main characters; her actual name is only used once, on the final page), describes … 1/
December 1, 2025 at 4:07 AM
"By Michael C. Bender, Michael S. Schmidt, Alan Blinder and Tyler Pager"

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November 29, 2025 at 6:28 PM
Yeah, they see that. They just figure their intended audience might not.

It's not an accident or an oversight, it's a choice. They operate this way because they really, really want to.
November 29, 2025 at 3:10 PM
"Claimed, without evidence" doesn't //quite// cover the situation. "Claimed, in the face of evidence to the contrary," or "lied," might do.

Of course it's silly to expect Professional Journalists™ to understand that, but normal people certainly do.
November 29, 2025 at 2:52 AM
This might sound strange - it does to me - but I'm grateful for a few good memories of a golden time many years ago to offset a few harder ones of later experiences with the same person. I was thinking of that yesterday. It struck me that I ought to be thankful for it, and on reflection, I am.
November 28, 2025 at 11:08 PM
I went to a Japanese restaurant a thousand years ago with my dearest friend. One dish we ordered was battered, deep-fried … among other things, mushrooms.

She smiled at them and said, O TEMPURA - O MORELS

Many reasons someone becomes dear to you; that was certainly one.
November 27, 2025 at 11:30 PM
I mean, I liked your post, and meant it, but that deserves more than just a like. That's one to keep in your wallet forever.
November 27, 2025 at 5:53 PM
"We ought to kiss the ground and thank God"? Lady, not everyone can still drink that much, have some respect for our livers if nothing else.
November 27, 2025 at 5:45 PM
Oh, god, now I'm envisioning a clown at a crossroads at the darkest dark of midnight.

🤣
November 27, 2025 at 5:42 PM
One I'm still proud of was when a librarian friend told me I had "a junkyard mind" -- full of miscellaneous who-knows-whats all scattered about, but I could retrieve them at need.

Wow then, wow now.
November 27, 2025 at 5:38 PM
I don't talk about my own because it proved false in the end, but it was the most beautiful thing I'd ever heard of. And both that py itself and the fact that it failed still bring tears, long, long after.
November 27, 2025 at 5:36 PM
Not me, but my namesake... a girl he knew in his 20s once told him "Tu n’es pas beau, mais tu es passable" and he … cherished seems the right word … that "tu es passable" for decades, certainly, and likely for the rest of his life.
November 27, 2025 at 5:19 PM
How do you feel about the reliability of the base data that feed the assumptions/guesses these days?
November 27, 2025 at 5:04 PM
🫂
November 27, 2025 at 3:33 AM
Melamina?
November 23, 2025 at 6:01 PM
I located the lyrics to a song I'd been hunting, and apparently didn't misremember //too// badly ("Feather Ben," if that interests anyone; I had Rosalie Sorrels playing in my head).

"I'd like to live on whisky and chocolate ice cream…"
November 22, 2025 at 12:06 AM