Friday, July 21, 2017

Joyful Treat

For all the help I'd received, I treated the office staff to something special yesterday:


The box held mysteries to be revealed:


Six mysteries, in fact! Obtaining the cakes was well worth the effort, for everyone looked very happy, and they later sent me an email:
Dear Jeffery Hodges +_+

Hello. This is GLEO.

We wanna say Thank you very much for your beautiful cake. We are so touched. Happy Summer!

See you soon^^

Best,

GLEO
I don't know what +_+ and ^^ mean, but I assume they don't mean "drunk" and "even drunker"! Whatever these hieroglyphic marks might depict, I'm looking forward to one relaxing month . . .

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Thursday, July 20, 2017

Coming as a Vision of Light

Angel or Devil

Better the Devil you know than the Angel you don't know him from Adam.

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Wednesday, July 19, 2017

A Doggy-Dog World

Vampire Dog?
Google Images

So, you wanna get a dog, and why not:
A dog is a man's best friend forever!
Until 15 years pass, and old age takes your BFF away forever . . .

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Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Happy Ending?

"Bad Dog!"

A good beginning makes a good ending too seldom to adopt as a proverb!

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Monday, July 17, 2017

Don't let hitters walk all over you!

Wound Up
Injury Down

In all things, recall your hitters, and:

"Count your blessures" (commands one proverb):

Name them one by one . . .

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Saturday, July 15, 2017

Best College English Advertisement Spam Ever!

Sliced Spam

Here's the sort of ad-spam I like to receive:
Brandy Lehmann has left a new comment on your post "Still spinning my wheels...":
If you are in college, you need to know how to write an introduction for a research essay cause if you fail first sentences no one gonna cares about your essay.
Posted by Brandy Lehmann to Gypsy Scholar at 7:25 PM
More of this, please . . .

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Friday, July 14, 2017

Monkey Shines

Mr. Macaque
Hat Tip to TBH

Maura Dolan, reporting for the LA Times (July 12, 2017), tells us: "'He is a monkey': Federal appeals court appears doubtful that a monkey who took a selfie can sue." Is this a serious case? Or a waste of time? And money? And humor? (Or Photoshopped?) At any rate, "Monkey see, monkey sue?" is a question raised recently in the U.S. 9th Circuit Court of Appeals:
A federal appeals court appeared highly skeptical Wednesday that a monkey had standing to sue for copyright protection.

During a hearing, a three-judge panel of the U.S. 9th Circuit Court of Appeals considered a lawsuit by an Indonesian macaque named Naruto. The animal allegedly grabbed a photographer's camera in 2011 and snapped a self-portrait.

Photographer David Slater included the photo in a book. An animal rights group sued on behalf of Naruto, contending the photographer infringed on the monkey's rights.
If the monkey has rights, then the creature can also be held accountable for its actions. Can't it be charged with theft and unauthorized use of someone else's property?

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Thursday, July 13, 2017

Rolling Stone Proverb


A rolling stone gathers no mass.

Indeed, such a stone would tend to lose mass while rolling, but no stone rolls forever, so mass remains in its future.

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Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Ronald Granieri
Executive Director
FPRI
Center for the Study
of
America and the West

For the FPRI, in The American Review of Books, Blogs, and Bull, Ronald J. Granieri, writing "Whose West is Best?" (July 10, 2017) in response to President Trump's pro-Western speech in Poland, offers some criticism of Western nationalism and some praise for the EU. This excerpt will give you a sense of his argument:
The intensity of the disagreement on the Trump speech obscures a larger point that bears repeating. The difference here is not about the value of the West per se, but rather about which West is best - the West built on a specific Euro-centric Christian vision, which seeks to build walls around itself to preserve its purity, or one based on the Enlightenment principles of individual freedom, secularism, equality before the law and democracy, which is ready to learn from the world and grow stronger with the new knowledge. One could of course embrace both, recognizing the universal appeal of ideas that were originally nurtured in the West, and celebrating the culture that produced them within the eternal triangle of Jerusalem (representing monotheism and the ancient biblical heritage), Athens (representing Greek philosophy and the humanism at the root of Western thought), and Rome (representing the Christian and European political/cultural synthesis). For all the angry rhetorical jabs on both sides, this debate is taking place on terms that are themselves the product of Western civilization - the tension between local identity and intellectual freedom, between the universal and the particular. The West is not on one side or the other in this debate, it is the very arena within which the debate occurs.
I'm also skeptical of European ethnic nationalism. While this nationalism may be a source of strength at our current juncture, Europe's nationalisms will one day turn on each other over historical claims to territory that has belonged to different 'nations' at different times. Remember the Balkans in the early 1990s? That's what it will be like . . .

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Tuesday, July 11, 2017

Vindication on Catcher in the Rye!

A. Scott Berg

In the NYT weekend edition for July 8-9 (2017), A. Scott Berg gives his answers in "By the Book," and I feel vindicated, for when he was asked this question:
Disappointing, overrated, just not good: What book did you feel you were supposed to like, and didn't? Do you remember the last book you put down without finishing?
He answered:
"The Catcher in the Rye." I don't want to sound like a "phony," but I didn't like it when I was 16; and I didn't like it when I picked it up again 50 years later . . . and couldn't finish it.
As readers of my blog know, I also dislike the book, so much so that I wrote this poem when Salinger died:
Requiem for J. D. S.
It came to me the other day,
Just when you died -- I had to say --
"Hmm, that's a shame. Not young, but full
Of unkept promise plumbable."

With that, a shrug, and tearless eyes,
I met your overdue demise;
My wife's response was just, you know,
"I thought he died a while ago."

Your life, a shabby subterfuge,
Your death, unreal, not dark or huge,
No shock of it to register --
Except but where it did occur.
You'll also find this poem in my recent book of poems, Radiant Snow. And yes, I'm borrowing from Updike.

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