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Entries from February 2015

It was near to time for torches and pitchforks

February 28th, 2015 · No Comments

“ ‘We are at the end of our rope,’ Hoover remarked to an aide late on the evening of March 3 [1932]. And so it seemed might also be the country. Here and there in the midwestern farm regions, armed groups effectively prevented foreclosure sales. In Iowa, the Farmers’ Holiday Association sporadically blocked shipments of […]

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Tags: Economics · Politics & Law · The Second World War

And with minimal delay

February 27th, 2015 · No Comments

“Supreme court rules are not suggestions, but rather, they are mandatory and must be followed.” — Judge Daniel J. Pierce, Northwestern Memorial Hospital v. Sharif, 2014 IL App (1st) 133008

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Tags: Politics & Law

No consolation in that prize

February 26th, 2015 · No Comments

“The essential purpose of a contract between commercial people is actual performance—they do not bargain merely for a promise, or for a promise plus the right to win a lawsuit.” – Bradford Stone and Kristen David Adams, Uniform Commercial Code in a Nutshell

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Tags: Economics · Politics & Law

You got what you wanted, now what do you want?

February 25th, 2015 · No Comments

“A controversy exists when the plaintiff wants more, or different, relief than the defendant is willing to provide. If A says that B has caused an injury of $100,000, and B offers $110,000 in recompense, A cannot spurn the offer and sue for $100,000. Once the defendant offers to satisfy the plaintiff’s entire demand, there […]

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Tags: Economics · Politics & Law

It fills my to-do list

February 24th, 2015 · No Comments

“They say I’m lazy, but it takes all my time.” – Joe Walsh, “Life’s Been Good”

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Tags: Economics · Verandah

How much for the little girl?

February 23rd, 2015 · No Comments

“Thus it happened that Adolf Schiele, then twenty-four, encountered Franz Soukup’s twelve-year-old daughter. According to family legend, it was love at first sight, at least for Adolf, who vowed to make Marie his wife. Whether, as has been said, the Soukups opposed the marriage is debatable; the connection with the prosperous Schiele family was certainly […]

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Tags: Lit & Crit · Vizarts

Tears of a clown

February 22nd, 2015 · No Comments

“If comedy is tragedy plus time, I need more fucking time, but I would really settle for less fucking tragedy.” – John Stewart, The Daily Show, Dec. 3, 2014

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Tags: Verandah

Wandering naked down Main Street

February 21st, 2015 · No Comments

“Complete privacy does not exist in this world except in a desert, and anyone who is not a hermit must expect and endure the ordinary incidents of the community life of which he is a part. Thus he must expect more or less casual observation of his neighbors as to what he does, and that […]

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Tags: Politics & Law · Verandah

Hail, Britannia

February 20th, 2015 · No Comments

“An Englishman’s duty is to secure for himself for ever, reasonable clothing, a clean shirt a day, a couple of mutton chops grilled without condiments, two floury potatoes, an apple pie with a piece of Stilton and pulled bread, a pint of Club médoc, a clean room, in the winter a good fire in the […]

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Tags: Economics · Ford Madox Ford · Lit & Crit · The Great War

Deep and wide

February 19th, 2015 · No Comments

“You know there are three ways to say X thing, but one will say it better than the other two. And in saying it better, it gets you closer to something. When you achieve it fully, you create something that’s transparent—that people can move into and through their own experiences. As a writer, I don’t […]

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Tags: Lit & Crit

Open to offers or up for grabs

February 18th, 2015 · No Comments

“English people of good class do not dress for dinner on Sundays. That is a politeness to God because theoretically you attend evening service and you do not go to church in the country in evening dress. As a matter of fact you never go to evening service—but it is complimentary to suggest by your […]

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Tags: Ford Madox Ford · Lit & Crit · The Great War

But where’s the profit in it?

February 17th, 2015 · No Comments

“This was the war of attrition. . . . A mug’s game! A mug’s game as far as killing men was concerned, but not an uninteresting occupation if you considered it as a struggle of various minds spread all over the broad landscape in the sunlight. They did not kill many men and they expended […]

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Tags: Economics · Ford Madox Ford · Lit & Crit · The Great War

Nowadays we call them “trust-fund brats”

February 16th, 2015 · No Comments

“Gentlemen don’t earn money. Gentlemen, as a matter of fact, don’t do anything. They exist. Perfuming the air like Madonna lilies. Money comes into them as air through petals and foliage. Thus the world is made better and brighter. And, of course, thus political life can be kept clean!” – Ford Madox Ford, A Man […]

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Tags: Ford Madox Ford · Lit & Crit · The Great War

Stiff upper lip, wot?

February 15th, 2015 · No Comments

“To a sensitive officer—and all good officers in this respect are sensitive—the psychology of the men makes itself felt in innumerable ways. He can afford to be blind to the feelings of his officers, for officers have to stand so much at the hands of their seniors before the rules of the service give them […]

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Tags: Ford Madox Ford · Lit & Crit · The Great War

And when you got there, how could you hide?

February 14th, 2015 · No Comments

“The regular and as if mechanical falling of comrades spreads disproportionate dismay in advancing or halted troops. It is no doubt terrible to you to have large numbers of your comrades instantaneously annihilated by the explosion of some huge engine, but huge engines are blind and thus accidental; a slow, regular picking off of the […]

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Tags: Ford Madox Ford · Lit & Crit · The Great War

If I close my eyes, I’ll be safe

February 13th, 2015 · No Comments

“If you are lying down under fire—flat under pretty smart fire—and you have only a paper bag in front of your head for cover you feel immeasurably safer than you do without it.” – Ford Madox Ford, A Man Could Stand Up—

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Tags: Ford Madox Ford · Lit & Crit · The Great War

Or being Europeans

February 12th, 2015 · No Comments

“The whole of military history, in so far as it concerned allied operations of any sort—from the campaigns of Xerxes and operations during the wars of the Greeks and Romans, to the campaigns of Marlborough and Napoleon and the Prussian operations of 1866 and 1870—pointed to the conclusion that a relatively small force acting homogeneously […]

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Tags: Ford Madox Ford · Lit & Crit · The Great War

Same ol’ same ol’

February 11th, 2015 · No Comments

“The beastliness of human nature is always pretty normal. We lie and betray and are wanting in imagination and deceive ourselves, always, at about the same rate.” – Ford Madox Ford, No More Parades

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Tags: Ford Madox Ford · Lit & Crit · The Great War

And they mansplain

February 10th, 2015 · No Comments

“She was by that time tired of men, or she imagined that she was; for she was not prepared to be certain, considering the muckers she saw women coming all round her over the most unpresentable individuals. Men, at any rate, never fulfilled expectations. They might, upon acquaintance, turn out more entertaining than they appeared; […]

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Tags: Ford Madox Ford · Lit & Crit · The Great War

“Disabled,” Wilfred Owen

February 9th, 2015 · No Comments

He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark, And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey, Legless, sewn short at elbow.  Through the park Voices of boys rang saddening like a hymn, Voices of play and pleasure after day, Till gathering sleep had mothered them from him. About this time Town used to swing […]

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Tags: Lit & Crit · The Great War · Wilfred Owen

“Wild with all Regrets,” Wilfred Owen

February 8th, 2015 · No Comments

To Siegfried Sassoon My arms have mutinied against me—brutes! My fingers fidget like ten idle brats, My back’s been stiff for hours, damned hours. Death never gives his squad a Stand-at-ease. I can’t read.  There:  it’s no use.  Take your book. A short life and a merry one, my buck! We said we’d hate to […]

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Tags: Lit & Crit · The Great War · Wilfred Owen

“Exposure,” by Wilfred Owen

February 7th, 2015 · No Comments

I Our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds that knife us . . . Wearied we keep awake because the night is silent . . . Low drooping flares confuse our memory of the salient . . . Worried by silence, sentries whisper, curious, nervous, But nothing happens. Watching, we hear the mad […]

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Tags: Lit & Crit · The Great War · Wilfred Owen

“Dulce et Decorum est,” by Wilfred Owen

February 6th, 2015 · No Comments

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge, Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs, And towards our distant rest began to trudge. Men marched asleep.  Many had lost their boots, But limped on, blood-shod.  All went lame, all blind; Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to […]

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Tags: Lit & Crit · The Great War · William Faulkner

“Parable of the Old Men and the Young,” Wilfred Owen

February 5th, 2015 · No Comments

So Abram rose, and clave the wood, and went, And took the fire with him, and a knife. And as they sojourned both of them together, Isaac the first-born spake and said, My Father, Behold the preparations, fire and iron, But where the lamb for this burnt-offering? Then Abram bound the youth with belts and […]

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Tags: Lit & Crit · The Great War · Wilfred Owen

“Mental Cases,” Wilfred Owen

February 4th, 2015 · No Comments

Who are these?  Why sit they here in twilight? Wherefore rock they, purgatorial shadows, Drooping tongues from jaws that slob their relish, Baring teeth that leer like skulls’ tongues wicked? Stroke on stroke of pain,—but what slow panic, Gouged these chasms round their fretted sockets? Ever from their hair and through their hand palms Misery […]

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Tags: Lit & Crit · The Great War · Wilfred Owen

He could hide, but he couldn’t run

February 3rd, 2015 · No Comments

“After 9/11 in New York, a horrific but specific injury was deliberately levered into an apocalyptic panic. In the annals of courage and utter cowardice, none are more vivid than the contrasting pictures of Churchill on the rooftop of 10 Downing Street, coolly watching the Blitz, and Dick Cheney cowering in a bunker to make […]

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Tags: Adam Gopnik · Lit & Crit · Politics & Law · Verandah

We play the lottery to benefit the fund

February 2nd, 2015 · No Comments

“There was a period in my life when I was spending time among great sleight-of-hand men, card magicians, in Las Vegas, and one of them slipped me a guide to card cheating that had been privately printed by a professional card cheat. (Card magic and card cheating are Siamese twins, and no great card magician […]

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Tags: Adam Gopnik · Economics · Lit & Crit · Verandah

We are all amateurs here

February 1st, 2015 · No Comments

“If every day and all day long you chatter at high pitch and with the logic an lucidity of the Frenchman; if you shout in self-assertion, with your hat on your stomach, bowing from a stiff spine and by implication threaten all day long to shoot your interlocutor, like the Prussian; if you are as […]

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Tags: Economics · Ford Madox Ford · Lit & Crit · Politics & Law · The Great War