As a conniseur of these matters, I’m here to tell you that the best Darlene Love Letterman Christmas performance was this one. 2010.

I hate Twitter with the white-hot intensity of ten thousand suns. Bluesky is very different: I only hate it with the white-hot intensity of a thousand suns.

Century-Scale Storage: “If you had to store something [digital] for 100 years, how would you do it?”

One year I will do an Advent series on the O Antiphons, but in the meantime: O Oriens, O Earendel.

Continuing my series on family, I reflect on Anita Desai’s novel Clear Light of Day. I’m posting one such meditation per week, to give myself (and my readers) time to think things over.

where does Dasein go when he’s feeling down

I wrote about the difference between being an influencer and doing a job of work.

Robin Sloan: “Cults: yes. They have been necessary, at all times in all places, for the long-term transΒ­misΒ­sion of art of any/every kind. Maybe the difference, here and now in the short 2020s, is that you need one right from theΒ start.”

Great Is Caesar

A snippet of memory, featuring the great literary critic Cleanth Brooks.

Transcript

Dennis Overbye is retiring, which mens he has to give up his business card that identifies him as the New York Times Cosmic Affairs Correspondent.

⛩️ View of snow at Benten HIll, KinryΕ«zan Temple, Asakusa, 1853, by Utagawa Kuniyoshi (1797–1861). Woodblock print. From the Ashmolean’s Advent Calendar. Not very Adventish, but very cool.

A Raphael angel, from the Ashmolean.

Another Clare Barry piece, this one a stylized image of Oxford’s lovely Botanic Garden.

Clare Barry has designed postage stamps for a certain imaginary country.

Every night I unplug my Precious Moments-style nativity scene, and every morning I re-inflate it. As it rises up again, often Mary’s headscarf β€” which is meant to drape over her shoulders and hang down to her waist β€” gets out of position, sometimes covering her face. I surprise myself by the tenderness with which I set it in its right place, smoothing it down, revealing once more her smiling praying face. But it’s the least I can do for her, considering what she has done for me.

The Chicago Tribune has named my staggeringly talented friend and former colleague Shawn Okpebholo Chicagoan of the year in classical music.

Either Adam Roberts and I happened to be writing about The Mill on the Floss at the same time or he is surreptitiously arguing with me.

I’m continuing my meditations on family with a post on The Mill on the Floss.