Quite an interesting episode of the ongoing soap opera surrounding “privacy” in the age of ubiquitous internet connected devices. (It’s been quite a while since I blogged about the NSA’s… 872 more words
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Yes, there is poetry in the ground, as the famous 19th century Creole poet said, and there is blood on the streets. If you look at the sagging shotgun shacks at the edge of the fashionable neighborhoods, the ones with the paint peeling from their gingerbread, and see opportunity and not poverty, you are part of the problem of the new New Orleans exceptionalism. 1,387 more words
“I will tell you right away–there’s two!” The ultrasound wand had been inside me for approximately 0.3 seconds before the doctor made this announcement.
“Can you guys see?!” This was my mom, talking to the daddies. 409 more words
“I don’t wan’t to walk and talk about Jesus. I just want to see his face.”
— Mick Jagger/Keith Richards
Can you see the face, the one with the long beard, and the left hand raised as if watching this scene through some impervious barrier of glass or time?115 more words