I am grateful for every morning dispatch from you Jay…more than I can put in words…and even less than you or anyone other than me can comprehend…and I appreciate and admire all those that struck out on their own after a formerly estimable online magazine betrayed its oath to truth justice and the American way, I mean AGAINST TRUMP (Don’t get me started, not that you are anyway, on how I dream the ghost of W.F.B rising out of his grave and making like Bobby Knight making a beeline for Neil Reed…for that autographed copy Preppy Handbook carrying Rich White Trash…sorry for the juvenile name calling Jaywalking, but I grew up overdosing on The Clash, not Bach..Oh, and congratulations on the Wolverines, I must admit I am jealous from down under…but I parenthetically digress).
This I still do believe…Resistance is not futile, it is one’s moral duty to oppose the Il Duce wannabe Don King Trump There will be a reckoning, I mean wrecking for all the sicko fans and corrupt influencers that sold their collective souls out to the borg, I mean Trump…as I would only be to happy to say to that Frrr Carlson’s highly punchable smug face (forgive me Jesus, I was raised Roman…Catholic), that his flight should have been shot down the second his plane left the Union of Soviet Sucka Revanchist airspace…as I still marvel in ones out of my mind how one of the three marked for summary execution in the Why We Fight propaganda film was actually spared by U.S. and left to be still worshipped). Anywho, that is all. Thanks to my three readers amd even more for Jaywalking. Gotta run on. Peace through superior mental firepower and Onward and Upward, please dear God deliver U.S. from evil
Jay, a great column, as usual. It brought a smile to my face as I reflected on the following. My late father and, indeed, most of the adults I knew as a child would compliment me when I did something right or answered a question correctly with the phrase, "Now, you're cooking with gas." More poignant in our family since my grandmother's big, cast iron, kitchen stove had been converted from a wood burner to gas in the 1920s. Hugh Donohue
Great piece of work, as always. Knowledge for the sake of knowledge. At the tender age of 50+. . . I understand that a little more now. Studied political science in college. . .useful like “underwater basket weaving” apparently. Scrambled to learn aerospace engineering to earn a dollar or two. Starting dabbing in real history and now some theology reading. Keep the brain active, keep awareness of the vastness of life and knowledge out there. Stay young and inquisitive in spirit. Your columns are often an example of good weaves from thought to thought. A nice break from the orange weaver in chief. Keep up the great works. Your columns make me happy.
I enjoyed your piece, Jay, on Víkingur Ólafsson's performance—less so the thought of cell phones interrupting it. Confiscation aside, has any concert hall or theater found a solution to this infuriating discourtesy?
"You don't have to start out in swanky places to wind up in one."
Do you really want to be, at the culmination of your life, in a "swanky place"? If you started out in multiple "swanky places," wouldn't winding up in "one" be slippage? What would Grand-Uncle Sedley say about that!?
Speaking of language, I think "wind up in" connotes a lack of intention or agency, as if you are where you are through pure serendipity rather than because you chose some swank-prone options and rejected swankless ones.
I am grateful for every morning dispatch from you Jay…more than I can put in words…and even less than you or anyone other than me can comprehend…and I appreciate and admire all those that struck out on their own after a formerly estimable online magazine betrayed its oath to truth justice and the American way, I mean AGAINST TRUMP (Don’t get me started, not that you are anyway, on how I dream the ghost of W.F.B rising out of his grave and making like Bobby Knight making a beeline for Neil Reed…for that autographed copy Preppy Handbook carrying Rich White Trash…sorry for the juvenile name calling Jaywalking, but I grew up overdosing on The Clash, not Bach..Oh, and congratulations on the Wolverines, I must admit I am jealous from down under…but I parenthetically digress).
This I still do believe…Resistance is not futile, it is one’s moral duty to oppose the Il Duce wannabe Don King Trump There will be a reckoning, I mean wrecking for all the sicko fans and corrupt influencers that sold their collective souls out to the borg, I mean Trump…as I would only be to happy to say to that Frrr Carlson’s highly punchable smug face (forgive me Jesus, I was raised Roman…Catholic), that his flight should have been shot down the second his plane left the Union of Soviet Sucka Revanchist airspace…as I still marvel in ones out of my mind how one of the three marked for summary execution in the Why We Fight propaganda film was actually spared by U.S. and left to be still worshipped). Anywho, that is all. Thanks to my three readers amd even more for Jaywalking. Gotta run on. Peace through superior mental firepower and Onward and Upward, please dear God deliver U.S. from evil
Thanks Jay. An enjoyable read, as always.
Thank you!
I wonder what Tucker thinks of Roderick Spode?
Jay, a great column, as usual. It brought a smile to my face as I reflected on the following. My late father and, indeed, most of the adults I knew as a child would compliment me when I did something right or answered a question correctly with the phrase, "Now, you're cooking with gas." More poignant in our family since my grandmother's big, cast iron, kitchen stove had been converted from a wood burner to gas in the 1920s. Hugh Donohue
Marvelous.
Great piece of work, as always. Knowledge for the sake of knowledge. At the tender age of 50+. . . I understand that a little more now. Studied political science in college. . .useful like “underwater basket weaving” apparently. Scrambled to learn aerospace engineering to earn a dollar or two. Starting dabbing in real history and now some theology reading. Keep the brain active, keep awareness of the vastness of life and knowledge out there. Stay young and inquisitive in spirit. Your columns are often an example of good weaves from thought to thought. A nice break from the orange weaver in chief. Keep up the great works. Your columns make me happy.
Thank you!
The ultimate baseball quiz hiding behind a paywall? Well ...
You get what you pay for TP🍺✌️
I enjoyed your piece, Jay, on Víkingur Ólafsson's performance—less so the thought of cell phones interrupting it. Confiscation aside, has any concert hall or theater found a solution to this infuriating discourtesy?
Thx, Connor. Not to my knowledge.
The ringing may age out. I get the impression that the yutes keep their phones on silent at all times.
Now, if we could find a universal solution for the crinkling candy/cough drop wrapper...
“I still follow his example, wearing a coat and tie every day to class, distributing handouts of new topics.”
Is it tweed with leather patches on the elbows? Because that’s the dream.
We all want to “retire” as eccentric history teachers. Turtlenecks and tweeds (leather elbows) are a must!
In Indiana it was “cooking with gas” as I remember it.
It was cooking with gas in Kansas too.
Same in Kansas and Texas!
But what of the talking horse.." A horse is a horse of course,of course but do you know of the talking horse "?
PS....did I get that question mark right.
Jay,u do make it interesting !
I love the breadth of your knowledge and the (to me)
delightfully esoteric nuggets you share. Thank you!
Thx so much, Tom.
"You don't have to start out in swanky places to wind up in one."
Do you really want to be, at the culmination of your life, in a "swanky place"? If you started out in multiple "swanky places," wouldn't winding up in "one" be slippage? What would Grand-Uncle Sedley say about that!?
Speaking of language, I think "wind up in" connotes a lack of intention or agency, as if you are where you are through pure serendipity rather than because you chose some swank-prone options and rejected swankless ones.
No knowledge is useless to he who pursues in gladly. Why is why I can name the starting lineup of the 1960 World Series Champion Pittsburgh Pirates.
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I remember the cast of "Beverly Hills, 90210".
I’m pretty sure I know most of them, and i never watched the show.
Neither did I, but I read "People" magazine in the checkout line.