I remember visiting my cousin in the hospital (first person is him, last verse) but didn’t realize until looking at the date of the post that it was 5 years ago. Unfortunately, he died last week, the warning(s) not heeded.
its own unique warning
to save one
from what nature or nurture
combined to produce.
Ours was simple:
If you drink,
marked as Cain,
but all that he shattered
My aunt found herself
in a position
her gentle spirit
was no match
for the bottles
My brother was wild
as the wind
with a temper
that knew no end
as she rose to the top
that the punches
thrown at my cousin
would have finally
knocked her out?
I lie now
like a beached
my face jaundiced,
but my red eyes
still show their
I don’t know how many days into his presidency it is. I’ve lost count, but it has to be like 1,324,000, right? At any rate, the pattern is clear and not to my liking: Trump blathers nonsense and our time is truly wasted treating his utterances as if he were the Oracle of Delphi.
“The Great Hall, as is generally the case in all public buildings, theatres, concert halls and banks, is draped with red banners. Many of them hang the entire length of the hall, and on them is written: ‘We shall Conquer and Surpass the Capitalist Countries!’ I thought, if instead of these talks, this waste of banner cloth, instead of the countless busts and pictures of Lenin, if instead of these huge and superficial expenditures of money, if instead of all this, only one clean public lavatory were built, then much more would have been achieved for the good and convenience of the people as well as for the ‘conquering and surpassing’ of the capitalist countries.”
From The House of Wittgenstein: A Family at War by Alexander Waugh
The quote refers to Paul Wittgenstein’s visit to the Soviet Union in 1930.
Even though my connection with the Wittgensteins is limited to reading Ludwig’s work during an Epistemology and Metaphysics class at university, where I think I got a B-, and reading Thomas Bernhard’s magnificent Wittgenstein’s Nephew, I thought I”d give The House of Wittgenstein: A Family at War a go as I’m interested in the end days of the Austrio-Hungarian empire. Perhaps, Stephan Zweig’s The World of Yesterday, which I don’t think I’ve read, is next.
The book is a quick read and besides the Wittgenstein clan, there are a whole cast of characters many of whom I knew nothing about that i”m beginning to learn more about.
Unless you have any skin in the game, you probably haven’t heard of the July 13 memo from the United States Citizenship and Immigration Services. Here’s a portion:
“This Policy Memorandum (PM) provides guidance to U.S. Citizenship and Immigration Services (USCIS) adjudicators regarding the discretion to deny an application, petition, or request without first issuing a Request for Evidence (RFE) or Notice of Intent to Deny (NOID) if initial evidence is not submitted or if the evidence in the record does not establish eligibility.”
In other words, you submit your application, which is complicated believe you me, but happen to forget to include something. They will no longer request additional information but rather will deny your application and you won’t know why. What are you supposed to do then when you haven’t a clue what you might have gotten wrong? Include another check for $535?
It sadly brings to mind what I was reading about the poll tax in Simon Schama’s The Story of the Jews: Finding the Words 1000 BC – 1492 AD:
“Collectors were supposed to keep their payers waiting, then shout at them, seize them by the scruff of the neck and even slap their faces. On no account was the payer’s hand to be raised above the hand of the receiver, a requirement demanding a physically contorted form of dextrous subservience. Payment was of course also a punishing hardship for the countless numbers of the less well-off.”
I think a strong case can be made that the most important reason to vote in a presidential election is because the president has the power to select supreme court justices.
Flawed candidate as she was, I’m quite sure Hillary would have selected from a different kettle of fish.
Hard to know where the court is going to end up, especially if Trump gets reelected. How long can RBG stay on?
At present I’m reading Bernard Schwartz’s A History of the Supreme Court and am getting a history lesson I never had. He briefly talks about one of the early justices, whom I had never heard of, which led me to do some online searching, where I came across the following, which I couldn’t help but enjoy:
“In 1795, President Washington gave a recess appointment to John Rutledge of South Carolina to serve as chief justice. Washington was apparently unaware that Rutledge was mentally ill. Rutledge was described by one leading South Carolinian as prone to “mad frollicks,” and South Carolina Sen. Ralph Izard said Rutledge was “frequently so much deranged, as to be in a great measure deprived of his senses.”
According to Emory University law professor David Garrow, Rutledge tried repeatedly to drown himself in various rivers before finally resigning within a year of his appointment. (Notably, Rutledge’s confirmed successor, Justice William Cushing, was himself described as “much impaired” mentally and ultimately declined the position.)
And there are more:
Henry Baldwin was confirmed in 1830, and within two years Daniel Webster warned of the “breaking out of Judge Baldwin’s insanity.” Baldwin missed the 1833 term, hospitalized for what was called “incurable lunacy.” He remained on the court for 11 more years.
Justice Robert C. Grier’s problems were widely known among politicians and reporters in the mid-1800s. Historian David Atkinson notes that Grier could “scarcely function” due to physical and mental decline. Yet, in 1869 — just days before Grier agreed to leave the bench under pressure from his colleagues — Chief Justice Salmon Chase insisted on using the incompetent justice as the decisive vote to strike down a major federal law, the Legal Tender Act.
In 1880, Justice Nathan Clifford was described by one of his colleagues as a “babbling idiot.” Newspapers called his seat “practically vacant” due to this illness. He refused to resign and died on the court.
Serving with Clifford was Ward Hunt, who was left speechless and paralyzed after an illness. Yet he too refused to resign because he lacked the 10 years of service needed to earn a pension. Congress passed a law granting him a special pension to get him off the court.”
“Performing artists like John Coltrane don’t usually become famous. He was quiet, generous, even-tempered, honest, unjudgmental. There are no published reports of his flying off the handle, and he had no apparent gift for public relations.”
from Ben Ratliff’s Critic’s Notebook in the New York Times
In case you haven’t heard, a lost Coltrane album is going to be released fairly soon. Really looking forward to it.
as a student
had always stood
rattled by the traffic
that spoke to all
on the movie screen
a garbage bin
producing uproarious laughter
which was impossible
I was listening to some of Khachaturian’s music today, and wondering about him, read a little and discovered he was denounced for music which, interestingly enough, he had written to celebrate the 30th anniversary of the October Revolution. The Central Committee of the Communist party said that his work (along with that of Prokoiev’s and Shostakovich’s) smelt “strongly of the spirit of modern bourgeois culture, the complete denial of musical art.” He confessed his guilt.
Yes, I’m for gun control and do think gun advocates misinterpret the 2nd Amendment and are in the pockets (should I say holsters?) of the NRA. However, more than anything else I would like to lessen the seemingly routine occurrences of these bloody spectacles.
These young people have a difficult road ahead, but that doesn’t mean they shouldn’t try to change things. Haven’t Mothers Against Drunk Driving made a difference?
Good luck to them.
As you know, the President of the United States is a man of his word (nah, don’t ask what his word is) so he is bound to honor all his promises.
Because I am sympathetic to their plight I really must take exception to the idea that returning to the mines is in anyone’s best interest. In the U.S. fatalities are way down from what I guess was the peak of 3,242 in 1907. It seems it’s now down to about 20 a year. Black lung disease is still a problem though.
China (another promise)
is still remarkably accident prone. In 2013, 1049 people died. Nothing like the march to progress.
Despite the pistol he’s carrying, Roy Moore is no straight shooter unlike Girolamo Savonarola.
Since Moore doesn’t seem to believe in much besides self-aggrandizement (just like the president), one can only imagine what he would do if he were put in a position similar to that of Savonarola.
“O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, which killest the prophets, and stonest them that are sent unto thee; how often would I have gathered thy children together, as a hen doth gather her brood under her wings, and ye would not!”
Luke 13:34 – KJV
I rubbed my knee
before lighting up a cigarette.
Taking a long drag,
I let it out,
rat a tat tat
in accompaniment with
that was coming down
like shrapnel on the roof.
Private Clarence Winters,
drafted like me.
Although we had grown up
in different worlds,
he on the Baltimore streets,
me on a small farm,
neither of us
knew of anyone
with money to speak of,
and we shared a love of
But I cannot
go to him,
I have to flee.