Geopolitics

by David on January 31, 2007

I think we should take Iraq and Iran and combine them into one country and call it Irate. All the pissed off people live in one place and get it over with.

Denis Leary via Samizdata via Stephen Pollard

Positively last Liz Fraser

by David on January 31, 2007

Post-Cocteau, singing this time with Massive Attack in a live version of 2003′s Teardrop

More Liz Fraser

by David on January 30, 2007

Cocteau Twins – Pink Orange Red

Another trip down memory lane: London, sharing the flat with Maureen, who’s now living in the States. This was one of her favourites.

Tim Buckley vs Liz Fraser

by David on January 30, 2007

Your chance to compare Tim Buckley’s version of his song with This Mortal Coil’s cover.

This Mortal Coil

Tim Buckley

Mackie Messer

by David on January 29, 2007

Mack The Knife, Ute Lemper

Song for today courtesy of YouTube.

I feel I’ll regret this

by David on January 29, 2007

Today – at this moment actually – I’m installing KDEvelop and various support add-ons . An IDE for KDE with support for C/C++, Ruby, scripting and so on.

Pot and Kettle

by David on January 27, 2007

Kennedy wasn’t so good at transparency either. And, if anything, he was more reckless in foreign policy than his rich-kid, daddy’s boy successor, George W. Bush

Andrew Sullivan, JFK to GWB?

Autumn Begins

by David on January 27, 2007

Over at normblog, Gene Zitver, a contributer to Harry’s Place, reveals that his favourite poem is Autumn Begins In Martins Ferry, Ohio by James Wright. I’d never heard of it so I looked it up.

It’s in free verse and from a quick Googling I suspect it’s a popular subject for English assignments in US high schools. It’s a very short musing on the lives of working people in a steel town in Ohio. It goes like this

			
			
		

Still here

by David on January 26, 2007

I am quite sure I have had a stroke (the final medical diagnosis is still pending), a small one I suppose, since I still drive a few weeks after my 93rd birthday. At this age, I must say that I do delight in people’s amazement when I tell them how old I am. But under all this is the knowledge that I am the oldest male on either side of my family, maternal or paternal, and I know I must go fairly soon. I just don’t like the idea.

from Don To Earth, Donald Crowdis’s blog

Jesus H

by David on January 26, 2007

So, to get the Larkin correctI looked up Arundel Tomb, found the lines, then made the mistake of looking up the Top 100 on Poem Hunter. Good grief.

Maya Angelou? Pablo Neruda? ee cummings? I assume this list is really telling me about the literary preferences of 16 year-old American students. Or, better, the literary tastes of female American high school teachers of a certain age.