I’ve had it with the Santafication of my neighborhood, this arrant Clausism. I stake my claim: not Santafication but JUSTIFICATION by faith in the one who was born long ago in Bethlehem! Hier stehe ich; Ich kann nicht anders.
I’m not sure I’ll often shoot with film, because (a) it’s expensive and (b) I make a lot of mistakes, but film really does produce a certain character (even in bright sunlight) that’s hard to replicate digitally.
Phil Christman on Adam Roberts: “That Roberts, who can do humor, pathos, style, and big ideas with such dazzling effectiveness, in book after book, is not already universally acknowledged as one of the finest living English-language writers is probably another effect of our fear of wonderful and complex things.”
A post about family — the first of several to come.
I’ve had precisely the same experience with the NYT that Freddie has:
Me: Here’s a time-sensitive piece, are you interested?
NYT: We like it and will run it, just need a few changes
Me: Here’s the revised version
NYT: …
Me: Hey guys
NYT: …
Me: Hey guys
NYT [when it’s too late for me to place it elsewhere]: Someone on staff is writing a piece along these lines, so we won’t be using yours
Me: You should pay me a kill fee
NYT: We don’t do kill fees. Sucks to be you.
That happened years ago, and I haven’t pitched them anything since. I wouldn’t write for them if they asked me to. They think because they’re the NYT they don’t have to adhere to any of the basic standards of professionalism and courtesy.
what is this new devilry
