Canon was never a popularity contest. It’s aspirational, isn’t it? It’s defining what people should read, what are great works, and maybe you achieve some of them.

Never finished Joyce’s Ulysses myself, but I get the gist of it, and it’s there.

BTW, I know three kids under thirty who know Walt…

Love Gerard Manley. Thanks for reminding me of this one. Trying to return the favor:

Spring and Fall To A Child

www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44400/...

It’s turtles all the way down, and all the way around.

When people say order it from Amazon, I say ‘I’m not giving any more money to Jeff.’
That’s it. No more name.
Sorry to the rest of you out there - I’m sure there were some pure souls among you.

Correction - ‘Satanists, and - of course - homosexuals.’
The ‘of course’ really just makes it perfect.

Love this. I had to see if ‘Kentish hop alleys’ were indeed hops plants, so I searched and found this interesting article: flashbak.com/picking-hops...

NYT is such a disappointing paper I have canceled my sub. I’ll support news and subscribe to 3-4 locals, but NYT has been relegated to the dustbin, sharing company with WaPo.

Phenomenal color, framing, and angle!

It’s a great piece. But your fav? That’s some pretty hardcore shit then.

Yikes

And???…. Like, we need some hint of what it was!

And, also, I find it fantastical that the world’s most successful and wealthiest company can figure out a way to make their own products in some other place. They have genius bars, for goodness’s sake. (ok no source there, but pretty close, I’d say)

Shouldn’t you be more outraged that he’s getting 7 and you’re only getting 5? Thanks, pink tax.

I guess weekends are made for going commando.

Soundgarden is not punk, unfortunately

Now I’m wondering if my Chewbacca one is mocking Aragorn.

Full many a gem of purest ray serene
The dark unfathomed caves of oceans bear.
Full many a flower is born to blush unseen
And waste its sweetness on the desert air.
- Thomas Gray

A fantastic work on the subject, and a truly heartbreaking read, is John Kelly’s The Grave Are Walking. I have still not finished it because the cruelty and devastation is something that I can only read in small doses, but feel compelled to read and bear witness.

And there were actually potato blights at the time in other countries - in Central Europe and in France and the Netherlands. In those places, people did not starve because there were government relief efforts not tainted by the bigotry and callous disregard of the English gentry.