No, not the 12th Man of Texas A&M fame (where Mr. Boy is working this summer and taking two courses) but the mystical one involved with Shiite Armageddon and the imposition of Islamic law on the world.
Shooting down a U.S. Navy drone is a good way to start one…
Saw an ad the other day for Hillsdale College seeking $100 plus donations by offering DVDs of its course on Mark Twain (another of which I took more than fifty years ago at Maryland) with the pitch that his Huckleberry Finn is banned by many American high schools. And more than a few colleges and universities, I imagine.
Because it has the word nigger in it. And a slave character who seems to be taking his slavery in stride. Though Huck is overtly opposed to slavery and racism.
Eleven years later and it’s still banned, eleven years after, that is, I read old Huckleberry to Mr. Boy (then eight years old) who enjoyed it immensely. Primarily, I suspect, because of Huckleberry’s disdain for school and the pc of his own day. The 20th century’s Holden Caulfield is a poor substitute.
Fortunately Huck is not out of print yet (if it’s not censored—sometimes called condensed—as many editions are) and you could enjoy it for yourself.
Sent Mr. Boy his Eastertime chocolate bunny and one for his girlfriend. Got tread milling done for another day. Cleaned out the litter box. Soon off to the lawyer for changes to my will. Thence to UPS to return some clothes for Bar that don’t fit. Finally to H.E.B. for food.
Then nap time!
So, UT’s tennis coach was scamming applicants into UT-Austin for big money bribes. Now we know why some legitimate kids can’t get into UT. There’s too many ersatz tennis players in line ahead of them. Go down, Moses.
That was yesterday afternoon, after ceremonies in Houston, while Mr. B. was still having exams. Doubt he would have gone but he’d have hardly been able to miss some of the spectacle.
The George H.W. Bush Presidential Library is on the campus. He is buried in a special plot behind it with his wife and young daughter.
Union Pacific also got into the act, its Locomotive 4141 carrying Bush from Spring (near Houston) 70 miles to College Station, in a special car that allowed viewing of the casket. The family was aboard special passenger cars and attended the private burial.
Via Daily Caller & FoxNews
Mr. Boy, home from Texas A&M for Thanksgiving, and I watched the end of the seven overtime periods against LSU in which an improving Aggie QB finished it 74-72.
What a thrilla’ In a game the bookies expected A&M to lose. Not that the rest of the Ags weren’t competent as all get-out but San Antonio native QB Kellen Mond just kept improving, throwing one strike after another until he threw the winning two-point conversion.
Thank goodness he’s a sophomore. Plenty of chances ahead for Aggieland to make big noise once again in the SEC. Gig Em!
Barbara Ellen from Dimmitt and I tied the knot Tuesday evening, then went out for dinner on a friend at Chez Zee. It was loud in the restaurant and we both were debilitated by it, me because I’m 74 and don’t sleep well and her because she’s introverted and doesn’t like crowds, particularly noisy ones.
But we’re pleased to be married after two months of courtship and seven months of living together. “You’re mine,” BE said later, quoting the rabbi who was quoting from the Song of Songs, particularly appropriate in Elul, the month of love.
I told Mr. B. at Texas A&M by text and will send him a few pics of us at our simple and uncomplicated wedding in the rabbi’s study. I would post them but I prefer privacy, especially for BE. Take my word for it: We’re very happy.