Fun to come across these, from back in the heyday of the Oxford American — also when I wrote for the mag. (Perhaps unrelated facts. You be the judge.) These samplers — included in each year’s Music Issue — introduced me to so many musicians I’m still listening to today.
Autumn finally makes an appearance in central Texas.
Mozi is probably an excellent app for people who say things like “Great to see that you’ll be in Davos too — and we just connected in Aspen!”
See the false gods fall over on their backsides when confronted by the GLORY of the ANGEL of the LORD!
Schools for Philosopher-Carpenters, by Alex Sosler:
The modern economy was built on the work of hands: agriculture, industry, manufacturing. We’ve shifted toward a head economy: accounting, management, information technology. We now have a choice: either become even more technological and technocratic, or find ways to return to a more human-centered, head-heart-and-hands economy. A robot can say, “Welcome home.” But it takes a whole and humane education to form people whose hearts and hands know how to truly make a home and extend a welcome.
I hate pushing books to the back of bookshelves — I like them lined up neatly along the front edge of the shelf. But now I am forced to push them back. Why? It’s Elon Musk’s fault. The SpaceX Rocket Development and Test Facility is in McGregor, fifteen miles away, and sometimes when they’re testing everything in the house rattles. (Locally this is called “SpaceX Thunder.”) I have become genuinely afraid that my bookcases will topple and crush me, as happens to Leonard Bast in Howard’s End. So I’ve adjusted their weight distrubution in the cause of safety. Damn you, Elon!
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.
