Showing posts with label Say good-bye. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Say good-bye. Show all posts

Monday, December 31, 2018

As years go.............


.....................it could have been better and it could have been worse, but it's hard to see how it could have been more interesting.
















Saturday, December 22, 2018

Criteria................................


The question before us is a relatively simple one: What would be the criteria for removing our remaining troops from the Iraqi, Syrian, and more general Middle Eastern conflicts? Or, for that matter, from Afghanistan, where we have been trapped for more than 17 long years of still open-ended occupation?
If the answer to that question is that only when each of these countries is a healthy pro-American democracy, and Islamist terrorism has ceased to be an “enduring” threat to the West, then the answer, as the old Bob Mankoff joke has it, is “How about never — is never good for you?”
-Andrew Sullivan, as he begins this essay

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Revisionist History, the old-fashioned way....

Following Khrushchev's revelations of Stalin's less than saintly persona and procedures, the Soviet Union revised its official version of Communist Party history during the twentieth century.  I bought a copy of this new edition and immediately turned to the index to learn the latest word on Uncle Joe.  I found that he had suffered the worst of all fates:  he simply wasn't there.  And I thought to myself, Love him or hate him, but how in hell can you tell the story of twentieth-century Russia without him?  The keepers of official records had used the primary device of excommunicators, anathematizers, and ostracizers throughout history:  there is a fate far worse than death, or the rack, and its name is oblivion - not the acceptable fading of an honored life that passes from general memory as historical records degrade (for nearly all of us must endure this erasure), but the terror of unpersoning, of being present (either in life or immediate memory) but bypassed as though nonexistent.
-Stephen Jay Gould, as excerpted from his essay The Invisible Woman contained in Dinosaur In A Haystack:  Reflections on Natural History