Well, I guess Type Pad is under attack. My first posting went astray, and comments have been ending up in the spam filter.
Thank you, commenters, for being so nice about my ceramics. Occasionally I score a hit, but it's really amateur work and more fun than serious, and a good antidote against getting above myself. Maybe in a couple years of work it will be possible to get consistent results. As Terry always says, "These things take time." But it's nice to be able to go back and look at postings on this blog about ceramics and compare now and then as my work progresses or regresses, as the case may be.
Right now I'm feeling put out at my dentist and his receptionist wife who had it on record that I was on Warfarin but forgot, apparently. My understanding was that it was OK not to stop taking Warfarin at the low dosage I'm on. That turns out not to be true. So the tooth extraction planned for today did not take place. Lucky I told them, sitting there in the dental chair. The dentist had already snapped his gloves on and was ready to go. It is so wearisome to have to be looking out for oneself all the time this way. Nobody listens; people are careless and preoccupied. It's getting worse, too, with all the electronic distractions, not to mention the receptionist's little yappy dogs! That's a Hilo touch for you. They are cute, but I think they make it hard to focus on office work: things like looking over my record before pulling a tooth out of my head.
Seymour Hersh is plenty pissed off, too (me 'n Sy). The little men and women are after him. This Slate interview is remarkable; the interviewer reduced Hersh to cursing and shouting. An editor intervened with a comment that Hersh was wrong about how many Pakistanis admired bin Laden, as if some poll would invalidate all of Hersh's arguments. The liberal press has declared war on Hersh, resorting to nitpicking details, because they know he's right and they themselves are opportunists afraid of losing their cushy jobs. What if they started investigating, uncovering things, putting themselves on the line? They could end up on the outside of the fun and games, like Greenwald, Snowden, Scahill or the late Michael Hastings. The Obama people demand loyalty!
MSNBC, the liberal media enclave, has stopped interesting me. I was appalled to learn in this article that MSNBC commentator Andrea Mitchell is married to Allen Greenspan. I admired MSNBC weekend host Melissa Harris Perry, until I learned that she used a surrogate mother to carry and bear her daughter for her. What more direct way is there to use a woman's body in exchange for money than that? Also she capitulated to her boss and canceled a scheduled appearance on her show by feminist and anti-porn activist Gail Dines.
I truly think it's time for Chris Hayes to leave MSNBC. His colleagues are ambitious opportunists who are full of themselves. Chris Hayes is not like that. He is a noble person, rather. He has yet to do his best work. This leaves the stalwart Amy Goodman (I never take her for granted.) and her program, Democracy Now, to produce the best TV news and commentary available.
Hersh reminds me that a long memory and a certain grumpiness are the gifts of age. Who wants to be a sweet old thing? Isn't this the time in our lives when we are finally free not to give a rip what others think of us? We still have work to do, places to go, obligations, of course, but on our own terms. Hersh is a good role model, even when he is cursing and swearing. There is nothing about the killing of bin Laden that should make us feel good. Throwing parts out of a plane from a shot to pieces body is disgusting. And then to lie and lie about it all. Yes, it's a crock of shit.