Thursday, September 17, 2020
. . . . Today is Constitution Day in the U.S.
Weep. Weep for all we have lost, when finally beginning to make progress.
In observance and honor of Constitution Day, the White House called a 'history' conference. They are calling it the "Patriot Commission."
Its goal is to eradicate any teaching of American history through the lens of the slave trade, slavery and genocide. Further is war on the 1619 Project. They are saying that such teaching should be a treated as treason, i.e. a crime.
Further, hosting this kind of thing fits beautifully into shoggothinchief's* desire to run against Kamala Harris, rather than Joe Biden.
* The Guardian today, reporting on the latest woman to come forward describing being sexually assaulted by shoggothinchief, as "'It felt like tentacles': the women who accuse Trump of sexual misconduct"
Wednesday, September 16, 2020
. . . .Announcing NOLA Reconnect, a virtual visit to New Orleans and Acadiana, Oct. 2-4, 9-11, 16-17, 2020 -- video trailer just uploaded.
A VIRTUAL VISIT TO NEW ORLEANS
A POSTMAMBO MUSIC SEMINAR
OCTOBER 2-4, 9-11, 16-17, 2020
INTIMATE, INTERACTIVE VISITS
WITH LIVE SOCIALLY DISTANCED MUSIC BY
(confirmed so far / in alphabetical order)
SOUL CREOLE TRIO
STANTON MOORE TRIO
SPECIAL GUEST FROM DETROIT
JOHN SINCLAIR w/ MARK BINGHAM
LOLIS ERIC ELIE
INA J. FANDRICH
MICHELLE N. GIBSON, THE ARTIST
BLACK FEATHER CHIEF COREY RAYFORD
MORE NAMES TO BE ANNOUNCED
WRITERS, SCHOLARS, CHEFS, CHOREOGRAPHERS, AND MORE
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“We can do it virtual,” said Ariana.
Friday, September 11, 2020
. . . . For the third week now, El V and B walked the three miles up and back to the Union Square Farmer's Market this afternoon.
El V asks B, "Why didn't we do this all summer long?"
B patiently answers, "Because it only re-opened a month ago."
I'm really glad for the stuff. But I wish ... el V understood that putting onions and garlic and shallots in the same bag with green stuff that gets washed and refreshed throughout the day is a wrong move. He has just learned that one cannot put away items like onions and so on wet. I will have to inform him of this many times before it penetrates. This must be how my mom must have felt teaching me to cook, garden, laundry, sew, clean house, etc.
So pleased to have local celery. Am really hooked on fresh out of the dirt local celery. Also the apartment is perfumed now by the heavenly basil as the bunch's leaves dry, before I begin dealing with it. Heavenly basil, O O O O! Very Happy with the variety of mushrooms too. With them came a lot of dirt, or whatever the growing medium was.
Now we have all the things on hand for this recipe, which we thought we'd try out early next week.
. . . . Another 9/11 anniversary commemoration has come around, an event that helped the arrival of even worse time we're having now.
9/11 was our Big Break of Before and After in our lives (there are others too, but this covered it all from public-political, to economic-cultural, as well as personal). This tore the gates off all our safeguards and protections for everything, allowing the full flood level of 1927 of cruelty, corruption, pillaging and oppression to take-over with no questions asked, as even frackin’ dems and libs bent over for it, behind the utterly transparent veil of patriotism and religion. IOW, enabling the shoggothdeathcultmurdererinchief and the horrors he's unleashed and broken out from under the rocks to do murder and mayhem and hate with impunity.
To those who say, "I'm so over 9/11. So many are alive now who weren't even born then," I say, FUCK YOU. You're just like all those who think we should allow everyone who isn't under 50 to die of the pandemic because, you know, move over, you're over, you are nothing, nothing at all compared to us who are under 40.
Also, SHAME ON YOU. You have revealed yourself to be a self-centered, narcissist pos, like so many, which is why this country can't have nice things. We're always all about oneself, never about a community, much less, you know, a nation.
Thursday, September 10, 2020
. . . . Thanks to the opening of the library branch's Grab 'n Go program, I have received the very last published volume in Martin Walker's Bruno Chief of Police series, published in May (2020), #18, The Shooting at Château Rock. Chief Bruno and the fluctuating cast of St. Denis and the Périgord region have been an ongoing part of my life since the later part of June. There's no gift more desirable to reader, than the discovery of a multi-volume series in which all the titles have already been published.
I wonder if there will be any more Chief Brunos. I can see Walker successfully creating more titles in the series set plausibly in the covid-19 era. his might not be the case for every series going by any means, particularly one with as many titles and regular, established characters and relationships. In this series though, it’s not as if Europe, France and this region of France haven’t suffered dreadfully in pandemics in the past.
One of Chief Bruno's French Basset boys typical positions, requesting tummy rubs from humans they like -- especially women. Supposedly this is the breed from which George Washington received his own pack of hunting hounds from Europe. Like the varieties of wine that pour through the Bruno novels, so dogs, horses, cows, sheep chickens, geese, donkeys, even snakes.
Bruno's Balzac, his second basset, at two years, should now begin his duty to continue the breed, something only Martin Walker would have thought of as part of a police tale's story? Particularly as it seems French Basset males can need some human help in getting 'er done, particularly the first time. (Which to my mind never bodes well for the endurance of a breed of anything when it needs humans to have sex.)
An earlier post brings up the large place in these books taken by agriculture at large, wine making and drinking, and the raising, cooking and eating of food in convivial circumstances. just the châteaux of the the Loire Valley have very long been the fantasy ideal of fairy tale castles, Walker’s St. Denis of the Dordogne is a French fairyland world, in which a community retains traditional cultural ways practiced
for centuries, where all its vastly long history exists on top, around and through the present, where so much daily life is good (not to mention delicious), a world that is carefully cared for and nourished by its officialdom top down, from mayor and wealthy residents, to, above all, its Chief of Police, who operates almost like St. Denis’s personal guardian angel. Even so, very bad things happen there.
The region is always in flux. In past it suffered invasions since at least the days of the Phoenicians; these days it suffers -- and prospers -- by floods of outsiders, whether summer residents from England who come to stay, tourists from the entire world or day trippers from Paris. From this flood emerge an endless procession of bad guys, whether as legacy from France's colonial evils, its Nazi occupation, or new ones that have blossomed on their own, such as the Russian oligarchs. Yet, there's always a purely local connection that brings them to Bruno's St. Denis, as befits the pull of the region human beings have inhabited continuously longer than anywhere else in Europe -- and before them, and co-habiting with Neanderthals too. Whether newly discovered Neanderthal grave sites, the Caves of Lascaux, to what is embedded in the thousands of years of eating and drinking, this is as much a cradle of civilization as Mesopotamia or the Ganges.
The EU almost functions as the highway for the very bad things' presence. I like so much that the EU is a constant reference in the book. Its rules, regulations, trade agreements. and evidently its power, at least as regarded by the residents of a rural community, is in the way of them making a living. It is almost always outsiders that are the actors for the bad events.
The series may not be the best writing or even the best series, perhaps? but it was reliably engaging, and unpredictably quirky through out. The quirks are what makes its formula feel awake, not tired. Original, yet formulaic enough, new books could trace pathways within the pandemic as it was / is happening in France, to deepen the community's relationships, official and personal, and provide new interests and development in the characters. This isn't literature, but it is terrific story telling, keeping us coming back for more, always wanting to know more. The reader quite becomes part of the community. If we are fortunate enough to enter into such a community, becomes a part of it, so we are always interested in our friends and neighbors of St. Denis. That's quite a lot of accomplishment -- the author should be pleased and proud.