Trudeau the Master Strikes (Garry, not a Canadian politician)
Garry Trudeau still has it, 50+ years on . . . . His mastery leaves me with nothing more to add but a bow to greatness.
Garry Trudeau still has it, 50+ years on . . . . His mastery leaves me with nothing more to add but a bow to greatness.
There’s not much left on my personal bucket list. That’s especially true when the dreamiest, yet most implausible items (e. g., hitting a homer against baseball’s Evil Empire in Yankee Stadium) are subtracted. But one hope, after so many decades, still dances tantalizingly on my horizon: living to see a king of England named after … Continue reading For My King Chuck Hopes, “The Crown” Is A Royal Pain
One of the advantages of age is finding old jokes one has forgotten about, so they’re new again. Like these Quaker gems that just turned up: The Clerk had just worked through an extended monthly business meeting, where unified decisions were hard to come by. After a long silent pause, she glanced down at the … Continue reading Transitional Quaker humor: Some New Queries
There’s a very interesting commentary on the Bulwark blog, about Pfizer and its new vaccine. Not about the medical aspects but the financial side: Pfizer completely steered clear of the administration’s “Operation Warp Speed,” with all its hoopla and federal money, paying for all the experimentation and trials solely with its own funds. Blogger Brent … Continue reading Pfizer vs the Feds; a Parable for Our Times
[Trigger Warning: Quaker jargon ahead] I’m just finishing a book about the demise of North Carolina Yearly Meeting, which came about in 2017 after the group’s 320 years of existence. [Watch for a book announcement soon.] That long, unQuakerly process was covered in detail in this blog as it unfolded, and the story will not … Continue reading Hugging the Extremes: Carolina Quakers & the 2020 Election