His excellency paid us a visit in which we served him coffee and discussed how much the town has changed in just the past eleven months (traffic is worse) he’s been away, and sundry other points of interest.
He said the rancho sits in what was once a field of scattered limestone quarries when he was coming up here in the Sixties. Now lives in western Colorado taking care of his 80ish parents. Sent his regards to Barbara Ellen who was at work.
The old Assyrian said he’d been in touch with Snoopy to learn that he was visiting the grand kids up on the Lebanon border. Stay safe. Mr. Goon. We shared memories of defunct Austin restaurants like Bean’s and Les Amis. But he finally had to leave: Got to go see a girl, he said, with anticipatory eyebrows.
Should be a doozy, if classics professor Victor Davis Hanson is right.
He says history, the teaching of which began with the ancient Greeks and Romans, used to be about war. Because war was so prevalent in human history. And the idea was to try to figure out why war occurred so often and try to stop or at least slow down its reoccurrance.
Nowadays, he says, there are “four recognized military history programs [in academia] where you can get a major and there are 230, at last count, peace studies programs.” Yet studying peace has never stopped war.
Only armed deterrence, alliances and balance of power has a chance to stop it and keep the peace, he says. Or when it starts, to defeat the enemy as soon as possible. “These are the essentials of Western military history and they’ve absolutely disappeared from the modern curriculum.”
“…former First Wookie Michelle Obama will open a chain of ‘Let’s Moose!’ Yoga spas. The Big Mothership facility and corporate world headquarters opens on the 4th on the Southside of Chicago, near the site for the new Presidential LieBarry: See the prototype here.
Via Earl of Taint
A poem by Yehuda Amichai on my favorite city in all the world:
Jerusalem is low, crouching between her mountains,
Not like New York, for example.
Two thousand years ago, she crouched
In a wonderful lunge.
All other cities ran great
Circles in the arena of time, won or lost,
And died. Jerusalem remained in a lunge:
All victories are taut and concealed in her. All defeats.
Her strength grows and her breath is calm
For a race even outside the arena.
Via Jewish Review of Books
Andy at My Old RV has thrown in the pixels. He’s closed his blog though it still can be found here—at least for a while. Also bailing on his alternate blog here.
Well, he is 62. And I’m just twelve years older. But then I still enjoy blogging.
Speaking of asses, something my fiance may curtail at any moment, my daily morning treadmill at the J is becoming a view of asses and elbows on the elipticals placed in front of the treadmills.
The bigger the better, I always say, and am sometimes rewarded. Makes the 45 minutes go faster for sure.