Politics, art and liberty

The last days in New York were over­cast then rainy, but we walked the Brook­lyn Bridge and I spent a bunch of time in MOMA and the Met. I didn’t make it to the Gug­gen­heim because it was closed on Thursday when I tried.Still, the Geor­gia...

Belly, belly good

One thing about New York that is instantly evid­ent in com­par­ison to the mid-west­ern towns we’ve been passing through is the qual­ity of the food, although we did have one excel­lent example of unusu­ally good road food in a little town called Le Claire on the...

Chanukah, already

I didn’t write earlier about the weird­ness of seeing Cha­nukah things in the shops here. (Hmmm. I said I was going to run this journal with a Chicago Manual of Style until I got back from the US but I don’t have it with me. For now I’m...

Enormity

As we’ve driven across the vast mid-west of Amer­ica, I find myself think­ing about polit­ics and the wide­spread lack of Amer­ican aware­ness of the out­side world. There seem to be a couple of reas­ons that leap out imme­di­ately: with the excep­tion of...
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Deadwood Country

In a par­al­lel world, where I was still with hawk_eye, or if I were a world trav­eler like mer­ovingian, I would have more details for you of the self who split off from me as we made the decision to go down I‑90 to Rapid City instead of 385...