The Final Issue Is Big and Fat and Full of Goodies

TH80-Cover-800x1029Some time around the Y2K scramble my daughter gifted me with a copy of Tin House Magazine: Issue 11 if I recall. Since then I have acquired and buried one wife, experienced one pesky stroke, gained a son-in-law and two delightful grand-children, read a few books, received social security, surrendered my driver’s license, and moved to northern Florida (certainly apostacy for a Southern California boy).

I filled in those earlier issues of Tin House and have several shelves next to my bed dedicated to all twenty years of the publication.

Sad to see it go.

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Lord Larry Is a Lousy Hamlet

images-2.jpgSeveral years ago I suggested to my daughter, who was in High School and reading Shakespeare’s Hamlet, that perhaps she should speculate on whether Claudius was actually the bad guy in the play. Did Claudius interpret Hamlet’s activities (especially the play-with-the-play) as evidence that his crime was known or perhaps that Hamlet was planning to kill the new king, Claudius himself? Should we trust the ghost on the parapets?

As I said, it was speculation and should have resulted in a lot of careful reading of the play looking for clues and interpretations to support this alternate hypothesis. When I was at university it was made clear to me that in the humanities, having the right answer was less important than clearly representing the supporting evidence.

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Capo di tutti capo

download.jpgI actually paused to read one of the numerous articles exposing the incompetence and corruption of the Drumph administration. I usually avoid the effort since ninety percent of them are just eloquent and thorough analyses of the obvious: Drumph is a crook.

This article in Salon struck me as being more American than all those comparisons to Hitler and a myriad of Banana Republics. The impetus for the article was an interview of Drump by George Stephanopoulos, or as some call it, Fat Man and Little Boy. Here is the start of the article. Please go to Salon to read the complete essay by Lucian K. Truscott IV.

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Little Things That Irk Me

051a7f4322c133732035d16f87f39445c8c92“Irk”: Great word.

When I was at university I was considered laid back, easy going, accepting, slow to warm up, just a real nice guy. During several varieties of psychological tests (a common way for starving students to make a few bucks) I was calm, never got rattled, avoided panic and often ending up winning the “game.” Then  went to grad school and became much more confrontational.

Through the years I have encountered little things that, if only momentarily, shatter my calm acceptance. In popular parlance I believe these would be considered “pet peeves.” Unfortunately, the term “pet peeve” is possibly my biggest “pet peeve.” A peeve is an annoyance, something that irks someone, but the use of the word “pet” to (presumably) denote something personal, possibly uniquely held, I balk.

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