Red Mug, Blue Linen
Tuesday, February 4, 2020

You can't possibly mean we have to do this again ?

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  Ah, you were in Iowa last night.  There's no need to deny it, for  one can sort of tell - and if we  haven't gone th...
Saturday, February 1, 2020

Saturday commute clxxix: No rush

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The idea that Pasternak knew these  lines, and had perhaps carried  them around in his head for twenty- five years, really th...
Wednesday, January 29, 2020

Origins of Wednesday cix: An acquittal worse than the crimes

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                   I've just been clearing my ears                    from the proceedings in the US                    S...
Saturday, January 25, 2020

Saturday commute clxxviii: To the bottom line

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Was no one else so bouleversé as we were, the other day, to learn that America's Chief Justice had just re- ferred to the...
Wednesday, January 22, 2020

Origins of Wednesday cviii: Static

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  I wonder, if I could reclaim   from moments of incurable i-   dleness, my years of sorting   out the front from the back,   of...
Saturday, January 18, 2020

Saturday commute clxxvii: Going once

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                                            I don't know what I may seem to the world. But as to myself I seem to have been ...
Friday, January 17, 2020

I find that I'm with Queen Victoria

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 As hereditary an authority as  one could summon to mind, on  the dual risks of removal  from office - for an oddity  of the head, or f...
Monday, January 13, 2020

Couldn't they maybe go somewhere else?

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Once again, we're all old enough to remember the late Mohammed Reza Pah- lavi, Shah of Iran in the good old days of CIA-bespo...
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Writing to a colleague in the 1930s, the physicist Wolfgang Pauli confessed, “I have done a terrible thing. I’ve postulated a particle that can not be detected.” Eventually, Pauli won the Nobel Prize for his Exclusion Principle, i.e., all material particles exhibit space-occupying behaviour - and could very well fall within the province of restaurants. I wonder if red mug, blue linen will be that terrible thing, a postulate without a particle - that a gentleman is only that creature whose nourishment occupies no space. But whether that is true, is less urgent to know than where it comes from.
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