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  This old house was only a few blocks from the state Capitol in Madison, Wisconsin. All the neighborhood cats lived in the basement during the winter. The house has long since been torn down, but in 1972 there were AR2ax speakers in the front room, and a lot of good music was heard there.

«Feb 2021»

In the 21st century I am just as opinionated as ever, and I now have an outlet. I shall pontificate here about anything that catches my fancy; I hope I will not make too great a fool of myself. You may comment yea or nay about anything on the site; I may quote you here, or I may not. Send brickbats etc. to:


February 17, 2017

I just love road trips

Normally I don't worry much about spam, as my email provider does a pretty good job of keeping it out, and I can look at it in my spam filter. But this week I received a piece of particularly filthy fake news, apparently from someone called Rebecca Owens, at 1182 Sharon Lane, Ste B16, Warsaw Indiana 46580, via the faceless folks at 616 Corporate Way, Ste 2-9092, Valley Cottage NY 10989.

What the hell, I'm retired, and if I get any more of this garbage I could get in my pickup and drive to Indiana and find out who Rebecca Owens is.

STOP PRESS: Today comes a scurillious item about Clinton from Adam Pollard, of Newport Beach CA, which I should read because "it might save your life." I object to finding this shit in my mailbox.


February 17, 2017

Just for the record

From Field and Stream, 1959:
"Although written many years ago, Lady Chatterley’s Lover has just been re-issued by Grove Press, and this fictional account of the day-to-day life of an English game-keeper is still of considerable interest to outdoor-minded readers, as it contains many passages on pheasant-raising, the apprehending of poachers, ways to control vermin, and other chores and duties of the professional game-keeper.
       Unfortunately, one is obliged to wade through many pages of extraneous material in order to discover and savor these sidelights on the management of a Midland shooting estate, and in this reviewer’s opinion, the book cannot take the place of R. Miller’s Practical Gamekeeper."


February 5, 2017

Interesting Facts Dept.

I posted this on Facebook a year ago today:

Reviewed in the TLS, Peripheral Desires: The German discovery of sex, by Robert Dean Tobin (U. of Pennsylvania Press). In German-speaking Central Europe, the principal categories of modern sexuality were defined and named. In 1869 a lawyer in Hanover "published two pamphlets defending the legal rights of the 'urning' -- a person born with a body belonging to one gender, and a soul to the other".

I guess it ain't new, folks.


January 5, 2017

Thomas Sowell

Yesterday the Wall Street Journal published an editorial marking the conservative economist's retirement at age 87 from writing a column, after nearly 40 years. This morning I wrote to the WSJ:

I don’t know where Thomas Sowell’s column has been syndicated, because I haven’t seen it for many years, but the last time I saw it he was saying that people who work in retail should be satisfied with low wages, because “half of them are college kids between semesters or housewives earning pin money.” I’ve been working in a big-box bookstore for nearly 20 years, because I enjoy waiting on customers who are buying books. Fortunately my wife made more money than I did during our working years, but I have known people who supported families in retail, sometimes with two and even three jobs.

Would it be all right with Sowell if some people enjoy working in retail? The reason we never know what’s going to happen next is that our politicians and intellectuals are always writing people off: Mitt Romney and his 47%, Hillary and her basket of deplorables, Sowell and the other half... The irony of course is that I know who Sowell is, I know that we have some of his books in stock and what shelf they are on: would he and his publisher rather have me selling his books or some badly-educated kid who’s never heard of anybody?

Sowell should decide whether he is an economist or a philosopher. But it’s probably too late.


November 1, 2016

Bernard Levin (1928-2004)

I am reading Bernard Levin's "The Pendulum Years: Britain in the Sixties", his first book, published in 1970; I am only 75 pages into a 435-page book, and when I have to put it down I can hardly wait to get back and read another page. Why should that be so? I remember perfectly well that Christine Keeler was pretty enough so that any man might have jumped into bed with her, that Lord Denning was a pompous ass, that there were so many conspiracy theories that one couldn't keep track, and so on, and so forth; why should I wish to read about it all now? Because Levin's sentences are like a pile of cartoon serpents, slithering in and out with fiendish glee on their reptilian faces and a sting in each tail, leaving me wondering, with the Greatest Writer, What fools these mortals be.

And how unfair it was that Bernard Levin (1928-2004) should have suffered his last decade from Alzheimer's disease. Never was such a fate less deserved.


October 13, 2016

Does time pass slowly or quickly?

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August 14, 2016

What Hillary Should Do

I posted a shorter version on Facebook today:

My Grandpa Schultz was a wonderful old coot. He wasn't my real grandpa -- he was my grandma's second husband -- but my brother and I loved him, and he loved us. He never went past the fourth grade, but he was a good farmer; he truly loved the land, and watching things grow. He was so tight that when he took a nickel out of his pocket Jefferson blinked at the light; but when I cried when I was a little kid because I wanted a toy and he wouldn't buy it for me, that was not just because he was cheap: he was trying to teach me that you can't always have everything you want.
         But he puzzled me when I was about ten years old. We were doing something or other together in the garage or on the farm, when he told me that he resented having to pay taxes to support the public schools, since he didn't have any kids of his own. Looking back now, I suppose what he meant was that that should have been my parents' responsibility, not his. But even at the age of ten, I thought that attitude was kind of weird.
         I am a democratic socialist. Like most Americans, I love my public schools, my Social Security, my Medicare, my United States Post Office (which knit the country together in its early years), and my group health care plans, Blue Cross and the rest. The principle is that everybody pays in because everybody benefits: even if you rarely mail a letter or go to the doctor, and have no children to send to school, you benefit from living in a literate, civilized country, where health care is there if you need it.
         (The reason Obamacare is a ragbag that nobody likes is because we can't get what we need and want, which is national group health care, like every other modern nation has.)
         A letter-writer in the Wall Street Journal was worried about "Virtual government ownership of the means of production [and] lack of private ownership", which is nonsense. Democratic socialism is what makes the American way of life possible, no more a threat to it than was domestic communism during the paranoid 1950s, when everybody knew that the Soviet Union was a place where you had to stand in line to buy toothpaste and toilet paper; anybody who thought that the USA was ever going to go that way was a nut case, but our spineless politicians bent over backward to be more anti-communist than the next guy.
         There is, however, something that so-called American "conservatives" are right about, from the Koch brothers to the tea party types. Bureaucracy grows, like a cancer; new laws are passed on top of old laws, which were passed on top of still older laws, and few of them are ever repealed. To be sure, folks like the Koch brothers want the rules changed to suit themselves, but the fact is that the government is too big, too expensive, too inefficient, and even though it is inefficient it is too intrusive. I am certainly going to vote for Hillary Clinton in November, but I agree with Paul Berman in Tablet: "I wish she would come up with something grander than a laundry-list of social reform."
         If we can set ourselves free from ourselves we will became more prosperous, and many of the social reforms will take care of themselves. Senator Clinton needs to make specific policy proposals that make sense. Yes, we need to regulate Wall Street and the big banks and the big corporations, but once the regulations are in place, we need to get the hell out of the way and let them create prosperity. Dodd-Frank had its heart in the right place, but it should have been 100 pages long, not 2300 pages, to say nothing of 26,000 pages of rules. Start-ups are discouraged and new jobs not created because of the hassle and expense of doing anything at all.
         Privatise Fannie Mae and Freddy Mac. Regulate the lending business, but get the government out of the actual lending.
         Trade is good, the more of it the better. What is wrong with the Trans-Pacific Partnership? I have heard that it gives too much power to multinational corporations; no doubt it needs to be tweaked. Can we hear some specific ideas, as opposed to knee-jerk slogans?
         And meanwhile, why do we persuade multinational corporations not to bring their overseas profits home, by threatening to tax them on profits which have already been taxed overseas? We need real tax reform, and we need specific proposals, not "I'll raise someone else's taxes, not yours." Don't pretend that corporations pay high taxes; rather, lower the taxes and cut out the loopholes.
         Start phasing out agricultural subsidies. We needed them 80 years ago, but now we don't. We protect American sugar and subsidise American corn, which is why much of our food and drink contains high-fructose corn syrup, basically an industrial chemical that tastes metallic. It is the reason why the Midwest is now a monoculture, which is dangerous; it is the reason why ethanol is made from corn, which is simply foolish. And why do we support the growing of rice, a water-intensive crop, in California, which is a desert? We can't even export it to Asia, because it's the wrong kind of rice.
         Start to shrink the education department, and give the responsibility for K-12 education back to the states. If Texas wants to distribute textbooks full of superstition, some teachers will teach around that, and sooner or later parents will demand better books. Or they won't. Parents will start to insist that their kids get their noses out of their smartphones and learn something. Or they won't. There's nothing Washington can do about any of this.
         (But continue to enable local community colleges and vocational schools. I have an honors degree in education; with that and two bucks I can get a coffee at Starbucks: I am glad I went to university, but nobody needs to go to university.)
         The Environmental Protection Agency, the Internal Revenue Service, the Securities Exchange Commission and a great many other government agencies (employing tens of thousands of bureaucrats) need to be got under control. A 200-year-old antique piano was destroyed by customs when the pianist tried to bring it back from overseas, because it had ivory keys. In August 2011 Federal paramilitaries wearing body armor and machine guns raided a guitar factory in Nashville. Lawsuits against Wall Street bigshots go nowhere, while the real sellers of worthless mortgages have disappeared back into the woodwork. If a pressure group obviously pushing an agenda is outraged at being audited, the solution is simple: abolish most of the tax-exempt categories; let the pressure groups (and the mega-churches) pay taxes like everyone else.
         We have nothing to fear except fear itself, a famous man once said, but the nation is desperately afraid of stupid. I could go on, and some of these ideas will be debated, but if Hillary would make sensible, positive, specific proposals in every area of national life, she would get independents, Republicans and libertarians voting for her, the jackass who is her opponent would not carry a single state, and we could all start to breathe again.


July 25, 2016

Goodish news

So Roger Ailes has left Fox News. That's the best news we've had since Antonin Scalia dropped dead.

I learned everything I needed to know about Fox News shortly after coming back to the USA after 25 years in England. I went to work for Barnes & Noble in 1998, and a customer asked me for a book by Bill O'Reilly. I fetched the book for him, and the author's name was vaguely familiar, so I asked,"Who's Bill O'Reilly, then? A talking head on TV?" "Yeah, he's got a kind of political talk show on Fox..."

After the customer left, I went to the shelf to look at the book myself, because I thought the title, The No Spin Zone, was a clever one. I opened the book at random, started reading a couple of paragraphs, and burst out laughing. It was nothing but spin!


July 22, 2016

Teaching English?

Chieh Huang, an Internet enterprenuer, once briefly taught English in Japan. Many years later, talking with a Japanese CEO of a gaming company, she asked him where he had lived. The Wall Street Journal quotes him: "I was like, oh it was countryside. She was like, no try me. I was like, Niigata. Her eyes lit up. She was like, I grew up there."
        I hope he did not infect Japanese children with that ugly, ignorant use of the word "like".


May 23, 2016

At Mahlerfest XXIX, Boulder Colorado, May 22 2016

At Mahlerfest XXIX, Boulder Colorado, May 22 2016Three composers and me: left to right, Ofer Ben-Amots, of Colorado College in Colorado Springs; in front of him, the charming Christa and her husband, Austrian composer Kurt Schwertsik; in the red shirt the guy who can't even read music; and Seattle's John David Lamb.


April 10, 2016

Back to the drawing board

For a year or so I've been expressing myself by using Facebook as a sort of twitter, keeping each item short because of the arbitrarily inconvenient Facebook format. But now I have lost my own Commonplace book, as well as tens of thousands of other files, thanks to a clumsy know-it-all who erased a hard disc, so I may as well post a blog now and then, even if nobody sees it.

William Gass, in his new collection of essays, Life Sentence: Literary Judgements and Acccounts, reflects on his own novel, The Tunnel, in which the protagonist excavates the Holocaust. Then Gass draws back with this:

I have taught philosophy in one or another of its many modes, for fifty years -- Plato my honey in every one of them -- yet many of those years had to pass before I began to realize that evil actually was ignorance -- ignorance chosen and cultivated -- as he and Socrates had so passionately taught; that most beliefs were bunkum, and that the removal of bad belief was as important to a mind as a cancer's excision was to the body it imperiled.

Just thought I'd toss that into the wilderness.


November 15, 2015

Still learning to use Facebook

I have now made my Facebook page "public" so the link below will work for a billions of people. Duhhh...


July 29, 2015

Hiatus here

As far as I know, not many people look at this blog, and I don't get around to writing much here anyway, so I am going to write whatever I want to write on my Facebook timeline. As irritating as Facebook can be, it is where I keep track of friends and family, so they will see whatever I write. Any other interested parties should go to Happy landings!


July 24, 2015

"It's MY couch."

"It's MY couch."

(I can do cute animals as well as anyone.)


July 21, 2015

Attention must be paid

On this day in 1969 I was stuck in a motel in Oconomowoc, where my car had broken down. I thought there was something wrong with the TV: fuzzy picture, sound like a taxi radio. All of a sudden I realized guys were walking on the moon.


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