camelot, scamelot

Reading some older issues of nyrb. Children of famous writers exposing their parents.... describing their sex life...artistocracy. Reinforces my automatic mental association aristocracy ; decay. Ya, ya. The famous families defending the republic.

giving

True? People in red states giving more? Maybe there is more poverty? or maybe they give more to churches? Or there is too little government assistance.
Took my daughter to a wonderful show - Garden of Earthly Delights (uplifting or melancholic) and then to an italian resturant. The waiters were talking to us in italian, always a sign of bad food to come. The food was bad. Paid the 15% tip. As I was leaving, by the door, the old waiter came to tell me he had forgotten to add the tax. I shrugged and did not change the total. Hate these scenes that let us customers think I did not pay the bill.
On our way back, I started to regret. Cheap, did not give this old man his full tip. Working man on holiday season. On my daughter's birthday. Would it be a bad omen?
By 6th and Bleeker found a store with extra cheap xmas money holders. Tell; my wife will pay. The chinese teller asks: "Is he your dad?"
"Yes"
"Cheap dad"

Path not taken

Horizon not seen

So true

No more she said, he said. No more polls. Nothing. left to do but follow the economic disaster.

fyi

for Obama. Not tested, but with tested ideas, also hoping he will reform the democrats.

NOthing

Julian Barnes brings back Jules Renard. I knew by heart his Journal. Maybe that's why nobody likes me. Too unforgivng....

cherchez la femme

McCain had to spend a lot of time looking around...pregnant before marriage, arrested for drunk driving, a hunter and member of a secessionist right wing party, etc....your usual american woman. Beautiful. A republican woman. ... that is not a blonde.

no place to hide

Done with Mirrors was my (only) favorite blog. I don't even remember why. And now this...Sad. I wonder what the mirror was revealing or hiding. Afraid to be anonymous...

america in jeopardy

Today, Teen Jeopardy Final. The top contestant did not know how much 20% of 80 was. Didn't even try ..

Athanor, Belfegor

Avigdor was an old man who liked to sing at family reunions.

Genial George, Georgia and Geopo...

Between inflation or unemployment. Over 200 at the Olympics? How many countries are there? When will they stop …parading? Between boom and boom boom.

the cent of humour

Another brouhaha about cartoons. Or is it about humor? Or the too sensitive jew with money and power. Offended by Charlie Hebdo????

courage

I don't remember in detail the subject of The Cancer Ward, but remember the excitment of discovering what we all knew somewhat. Reading all night, scared, relieved that someone finally had written and published. The power of truth being said.

Horizont Horizon

site sight
horizon, horizont, oversite oversight overcite
homonyms homophones homographs heteronyms
Trying to give an intelectual turn to mispelling my previous tag? Was it really? Had checked before writting -10,100,000 hits for horizont on google.
schlemiel schlemazel

On the boat, at thirty.

After reading my paper the architect said: You write the same way you talk. He obviously meant Terrible and With an accent. Well, my English is almost self taught. I took only about one year of formal English classes. Bad English is not a badge of honor, but this is a country of immigrants...And should my speech be different from my writting?

Constantinople, yes. Surrealism, no

My aunt is hundred today. She visited Istambul on a cruise. it was during the time of the pasha. She remembers the black mosque. Or was it blue? But for whatever reason she can not recollect anything about Dali.

Born in the age of Google

My bright summer intern, student from a top college, did not know how to find a book in a library. Did not know what a library card or fiche was.

by chance

I wanted to call Free Xchange the previous post. I was trying to bring together the free (ideas) and Xchange (Xmerchant). Careless I typed Fair Xcahnge. Discovered later that there was a song with this title. By 2pac
A fair exchange, you know the game
We can do the damn thang, thang, thang

Buy low, sell high

To the judge installed by the party to represent the will of the people, he declared. “ I am a merchant of ideas”. The judge condemned him to twenty-five years hard labor. Seemd an unfortunate choice of words. Merchants exploit the working class. Speculators. Profiteers. The essence of capitalism.

Or did the judge have a problem with the selling of ideas. Selling for money? Making a profit on ideas? on ideas people would die for?

Later, for this stand he became a hero to many. But an altar does not certify the god and martyrdom does not verify a philosophy. And "merchant of ideas" I discovered, is a pretty common expression ...

the heat, the humidity or...

what is it when the guy with the fruit stand adds faster than the mit guy?

not fun, not fair

I was such a strong supporter last week. It didn't help, they did not select my "told you to buy a top of the line GPS" caption.

As a revenge here is a link to a serious critique.

bei mir ...

After six months of punching Hillary, Dowd cannot use satire or merely be funny at the expense of her favorite democrat. All she does is quote ...as her comrades are under attack. She looks like an union memeber who would not cross another local's strike line, but does not really feels for the strikers...

who laughs last

Didn't get it, at first. Then was amused. Then disheartened by the attacks on my favorite reading...New Yorker Cartoon Caption Contest.

Lost New Jersey

Noticed only today. The new building blocks my riverview. The building is by now half rented.

not even the idiots...

No market for poetry. My internet search could find only one idiot's guide for poetry. There is also one for slam poetry ...whatever this is.

Flaw (not tragic)

There are days now when my mother doesn't know my name or who I am am. Yesterday she was in good form. She remembered some. Do you have friends? Do you have friends to talk to? she asked me. No. Was not going to assuage.

Timely, this funny Dowd column today quoting a marriage counselor priest....“Never marry a man who has no friends,” he starts. “This usually means that he will be incapable of the intimacy that marriage demands...

Old age

Patephone. Gramophone. Phonograph. So many words to forget. Babyboomer antiquities. After fifteen minutes, the music stops. If you want to hear more you need to change the side. I like this. You actually listen to the music, not just have it as background. I just bought myself a turntable with special software to transfer the music to digital files. So I would't have to get up every fifteen minutes.

Madonna and ARod

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