I sit here writing this thinking what a beautiful day it is. The wretched heat that plagues the desert has pass for the year like some bad kidney stone. I can finally get into the garage and start working of trying to remeber all those woodworking skill that Frank Cummings taught me in Crafts (Don't laugh I was an Art Major with specialization the Ceramics). By the way you might want to Google "Frank Cummings" and look up his work. I understand that he took a years sabbatical to design and make the furniture for the movie "How Stella Got Her Groove". (We all have to have one and need to take care of it. It makes us human). But I digress. The tools sit there calling out to me and the my dreams of making beautiful objects for no other reason than to do it. (Given the press of work, alas I cannot answer that call until I decide that making money is a bore which we all know it is)
Enough of that. I read this week an article in the New York Review of Books (you do remember books, They seem to be an anachronism in these days of blogdom). The article is called "Victory?" by Peter W. Galbraith, a former ambassador. I give you a view of the "ship of Fools" that we call this current administration. (Am I giving away my political orientation of declaring the truth? I get so confused between the two) You can read it at this site if you are interested http://www.nybooks.com/articles/20651
And now for something completely different! (Early 20th Century Porn) Damm I seem to wish for those days of innocence. Just keep in mind what they will be thinking about us in the 22nd Century (If you all can survive this century. ( I know I won't and that is how it should be)
I think that thought should close out this episode of "How the World Squirms"
Just remember that as the naughty picture says, "I am alive and kicking!" (at least for know)
See you next time
DennyG
