The musings of a disappointed idealist
One of our new favorites. We found a love note turned bookmark within the pages of Ms. Munro’s wonderful short story collection, and there’s no secret about the feelings of this note’s drafter. We’re hoping the recipient has lots of these romantic missives and doesn’t mind misplacing this one!Continue Reading
Watching Jon Stewart’s sign off from The Daily Show, I’m wondering how I’m going to cope without the funny, incisive, sometimes slightly self-righteous pieces of outrage and analysis he directs at the pompous media and at our nation’s bought and sold democracy. Continue Reading
This musing actually is dated, but remains apt….Between recently learning of Mario Cuomo’s death, again seeing Mr. Smith Goes to Washington, and having the usual new year aspirations, I guess I need get moving on that whole “living a life of meaning” thing. (No pressure there.)
Or, perhaps, maybe I should abandon that whole earnest do-gooder quest and sleaze it up like Jimmy/Saul. After all, if Atticus Finch can morph into a regressive racist, maybe I’ve still got a chance of getting rich representing drug dealers or, egads, some equally heinous entity – like BP or their ilk.
Who knows, maybe it’s not too late to attain bobble-head status!
A year or so ago, my friend David found a really touching inscription inside of a great NPR book that he picked up at a used bookstore. It was amazingly heart-felt and honest, this inscription from a son to a father. When we read it, we were of course very moved, and then we thought, “Oh no, I bet the father was ill, passed away, and someone just traded or gave the book away. How sad.” And then it made us wonder how many other inscribed books are just sitting around waiting to be read and pondered? Well, we started searching for them in earnest a little while ago, scouring used bookshops, antique/thrift stores and the like. We’re amazed at how many we’ve found so far!
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