A Memo From Dad

There may not be too many presents this Christmas, according to the company newsletter: In the Travel and Entertainment category, you will find that fewer requests to eat in restaurants will be approved, and requests for desserts in restaurants, particularly, will not be approved (unless they are included in the cost of a kid’s meal). … Continue reading A Memo From Dad

Now: We Get Our Lives Back

As I find myself barely able to function this weekend, I did manage to go for a bike ride, walk the dogs, and catch up on a few Netflix projects (finishing off John Adams, "The Savages", the rest of Season 11 of The Simpsons). What is this I’m feeling? Yes, it’s clouded with Prop 8 grief. But it isn’t euphoria. I haven’t felt that since O-Day. It isn’t redemption: I don’t expect that from politics. I realize what I’m feeling is relief.

Weekend Chilling

I realize that perhaps the greatest secret pleasure of married life is doing nothing together. As you can see, I’ve been manically blogging for months now and dealing with the Palin terror as best I can. She haunts my dreams, sends my stomach sinking at odd moments, terrifies me in the morning, cracks me up in the afternoon, but, if it weren’t for Ambien, wonderful Ambien, would keep me awake at night.

Non-Shouter Ethos

By Patrick Appel Chris Hayes profiles MoveOn. A sample graf: In many ways MoveOn’s relationship to its members looks a lot like a business’s relationship to its customers. If a product isn’t selling, they take it off the shelves. For activists rooted in an earlier generation of social movements, which tended to prize long, disputatious … Continue reading Non-Shouter Ethos