Red Mug, Blue Linen
Sunday, April 26, 2020

"Change," and other motives

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I have been toying with an impression that one could be relevant with-out, necessarily, being topical. Circumstances, it now seems t...
Saturday, March 28, 2020

Saturday commute clxxx: No rush ii

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Like Stephen Spender, discovering he'd been discovered by Pasternak, Spring has been patient with us in Virginia this year, on ...
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Saturday, March 7, 2020

Apple-eating weather, if ever

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It was ideal apple-eating weather;  the whitest sunlight descended from the purest sky, and an east- erly wind rustled, without rip- pi...
Tuesday, March 3, 2020

Hey now, Super Tuesday, who will hang his name on you?

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If this "Super Tuesday" casino of political preferences is not the end of the Democratic Party in the United States, it is ...
Monday, March 2, 2020

The field, unwinnowed

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  The withdrawal of Pete Buttigieg    does not leave the field of can-   didates for the Democratic nomin-   ation properly w...
Friday, February 28, 2020

Suppose it were Friday clxxv: I do late, pretty well

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The Democratic Party's rites of selection for the Presidential nomination have now run long enough for all of the surviving contender...
Tuesday, February 25, 2020

A most peculiar fallout

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Almost as if outrage and anxiety, goaded by virulent, unrelenting cynicism and savagery, had ex- tinguished all hope of resor...
Friday, February 21, 2020

Suppose it were Friday clxxiv: One's heart goes out to poor Roger

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Our followers of the rustications of Jonathan Swift will not forget his remedial holiday in the house- hold of a rural divine, doc...
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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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