“Spring” by Gerard Manley Hopkins
Nothing is so beautiful as spring –
When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;
Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush
Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring
The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;
The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush
The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush
With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.
What is all this juice and all this joy?
A strain of the earth’s sweet being in the beginning
In Eden garden. – Have, get, before it cloy,
Before it cloud, Christ, lord, and sour with sinning,
Innocent mind and Mayday in girl and boy,
Most, O maid’s child, thy choice and worthy the winning.
“In The Tavern”
Jan Steen (1660)
Burn it all down
Every damn day it’s something else. It’s exhausting. And we’re only a little over a hundred days in.
How to read the newspaper
A critical eye is warranted. Newspapers, like all the works of men, are imperfect things, and the nation’s newspaper editors and television-news producers are very much at fault for the low general level of trust in the media. But they do not traffic wholesale in fiction. All of the cries of “fake news!” in the world are not going to change that. What is happening right now is not salubrious skepticism but a kind of mass hysteria, millions of heads plunging with struthioniform insistence into the same sand, as though insisting that reality is something other than what it is, or merely averting our gaze, would somehow alter the truth. Something has changed radically with remarkable speed. Not long ago, when I would inform someone that they had passed along an Internet hoax or erroneous claim (writers on public affairs spend a fair amount of their correspondence thus engaged) the response would be a sheepish “oops.” About once a week, someone will inform me that Hillary Rodham Clinton was disbarred for misconduct (she wasn’t) or that Barack Obama’s mother-in-law is receiving a six-figure federal pension for having babysat his children (she isn’t) or some other such nonsense, and then cry “fake news!” when corrected. The irony is that they have fallen for fake news, and retreat into “fake news!” when their gullibility is shown…We owe it to ourselves to take account of reality. And we owe it to the country, too. It is cheap, it is cowardly, and it is bad citizenship to simply shriek “fake news!” every time reality forces a hard choice upon us.
Here’s why Comey couldn’t just quit in February
101-year-old D-Day veteran claims new record for oldest skydiver
Books about books
“I am told that what the President did is actually far worse than what is being reported.”
Trump’s defense of his Russia leak is not reassuring
Bosch and Bruegel
Opera’s essence is the orchestra
A New Jersey bill protects pool owners from low prices
“A child cannot be president. I love my children; they cannot have the nuclear codes.”
One does not need to be a Marvel superhero or Nietzschean Übermensch to rise to this responsibility. But one needs some basic attributes: a reasonable level of intellectual curiosity, a certain seriousness of purpose, a basic level of managerial competence, a decent attention span, a functional moral compass, a measure of restraint and self-control. And if a president is deficient in one or more of them, you can be sure it will be exposed. Trump is seemingly deficient in them all.
Of course he did. He’s Trump.
The music of poetry
Tolkien’s tennis shoes
“The Young Man and Death”
Gustave Moreau (1881)
Marc Chagall (1912)
There is an obvious price to be paid for essentially becoming a party devoted to trolling.
How many great minds does it take to invent a telescope?
Why I hate Jeff Sessions, Chapter 67
Settle down, America.
Trump vs. the Russia investigations
What happened to literary politicians?
Why 40% of Vietnamese people have the same last name
Over 600 Roman statues stored in a basement for 40 years to go on display
Will Hurd is the future of the GOP (hopefully)
This National Gallery of Art program helps people with memory loss ‘connect with who they were’
We need great critics now more than ever. Where are they?
Syria is burning bodies in a crematorium to hide mass killings
Jimmy Kimmel is everything that’s wrong with America’s healthcare debate
More states are pushing to let kids use sunscreen at school without a doctor’s note
I think the following is probably true. And it’s why he shouldn’t be president.
But several advisers and others close to Trump said they wouldn’t be surprised if Trump gave information he shouldn’t have. One adviser who often speaks to the president said the conversation was likely freewheeling in the Oval Office, and he probably wanted to impress the officials. “He doesn’t really know any boundaries. He doesn’t think in those terms,” this adviser said. “He doesn’t sometimes realize the implications of what he’s saying. I don’t think it was his intention in any way to share any classified information. He wouldn’t want to do that.”
“Still Life With Bottles”
Claude Monet (1862-1863)