I had the privilege of seeing Kinnell read while I was at Iowa State in the late ’80s. He did some new things – things he’d been working on during the flight out, in fact – but this was the high point of the evening.
The moral movement is out in force. ALEC is whining about “church activists” countering their money machine with common sense and the free exchange of ideas. Moral Mondays in North Carolina begin with prayers by a Baptist Minister, a Jewish Rabbi, a Muslim Imam, and whoever else happens to be there. It’s a no-brainer for the social justice front that the Tea Party must be stopped. Their anarcho-capitalist methods have already bled Kansas dry and we might be next. Cuts to health care, food security, and education cannot be ignored by the vast majority who rely upon them. Continue reading →
At this point if you handed me a phone that didn’t have a touch screen I’d probably become so confused that I’d try to eat it. Your Daily Devotional is a lightly-edited entry from my Twitter feed. Follow me at @jefftiedrich
Ask your doctor if an irresponsible media hysterically exaggerating your chance of contracting Ebola is right for you. Your Daily Devotional is a lightly-edited entry from my Twitter feed. Follow me at @jefftiedrich
Stopping in for a drink in a small, beautiful Tokyo dive…
The tiny neighborhood bars and watering holes distributed throughout Tokyo are probably as numerous as the stars on a clear night in the Himalayas. Perversely, they’re often the kinds of places that are easy to miss, at least in the daytime, even if a given joint is open when one happens to walk by.
But sometimes one can pass a Tokyo bar, even a run-down looking place, and feel strangely drawn to it somehow. Something about it catches the eye, perhaps the way it’s painted or how the bar’s name is displayed on the street. And suddenly one finds oneself walking into the joint even if one wasn’t originally in the mood for a drink.
Freedom in Nakano 5-chome is that kind of place, an unassuming little neighborhood bar that doesn’t look like much on the outside, but had an allure that made going inside an unexpected but rich Tokyo experience…
Cream was the first grownup music I listened to. It was the fall of 1971, and I had picked up the group’s first live album for 99 cents in a local store’s cut-out bin. Until then, I’d listened to some good bands and artists—Jethro Tull, Jefferson Airplane, Allman Brothers, Zappa—but Cream had me hooked after the first song on the album, “NSU,” as Baker, Bruce and Clapton fought a sonic gunfight against one another for 10 breakneck minutes. They seemed miles ahead of the music I was listening to. Live Cream was—and still is—a remarkable record, capturing the band’s incendiary sound during its extensive improvisations.
At the time, I paid the most attention to drummers in the music I listened to. Cream had a great one: Peter “Ginger” Baker. Cream had a great guitarist too, Eric Clapton, and one listen to Live Cream had me wanting to hear more of him. Jack Bruce was an afterthought. Continue reading →
“WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE FROM EBOLA!”
“Well, no, actually …”
“EBOLA! CERTAIN DEATH!”
“Now see, that’s not … “
*gives up* Your Daily Devotional is a lightly-edited entry from my Twitter feed. Follow me at @jefftiedrich
I suppose it is in that spirit that I picked up a copy of Maeve Binchy‘s Nights of Rain and Stars. The wildly popular Irish author produced numerous bestsellers and proudly proclaimed herself a happy composer of what are commonly called in the parlance of publishing “beach reads” – effortless, entertaining and ultimately forgettable tales. Nights of Rain and Stars seems to me to be exactly the sort of book well qualified to be a satisfying “beach read.” Continue reading →
Irwin Mainway would be proud. Even he would have a hard time topping this headline: “Toys R Us pulls meth-toting ‘Breaking Bad’ action figures from shelves after Florida mom’s protest.”
The dolls, based on the recently concluded AMC series, featured characters based on White, a meth-cooking high school science teacher, and his sidekick, Jesse Pinkman. Along with the action figures, the toys came with fake bags of meth, sacks of cash and gas masks.
For those of you not old enough to remember, Irwin Mainway was a sleazy toy salesman who was perennially grilled about his dangerous toys (such as “Bag of Glass”) by Jane Curtin on the “Consumer Probe” skit. The toys were over-the-top ridiculous. Continue reading →
The conservative political Goliath known as ALEC (American Legislative Exchange Council) may have met its David in the guise of Unitarian-Universalists and other progressives. ALEC has been wounded not with a sling and stone, but knowledge and organized financial pressure on its corporate backers.
On October 17, ALEC sent a fundraising email to its members and supporters that starts off:
“Professional activists ranging from Common Cause to the Unitarian Universalist Church just won’t stop. As part of their misleading smear campaign, these activist groups demand members stop working with ALEC.”
It sounds, almost, unfair. “Professional activists” picking on poor ALEC.
I hate being alone with my own thoughts. In fact, I’m taking out a restraining order so my thoughts have to keep 500 feet away. Your Daily Devotional is a lightly-edited entry from my Twitter feed. Follow me at @jefftiedrich
Android users: your phone is under attack. You know that Swype keyboard that’s so much nicer than clicking on each letter? That’s a surveillance device that logs every word you input. Switch to Google Keyboard right now. Swype Keyboard Free lists the following Permission Details: approximate (network based) location, precise (GPS) location, read your text messages, read call log, record audio, read terms you added to the dictionary. Google Keyboard contains none of that. Why does a keyboard app need GPS coordinates? Continue reading →
The difference between Donald Trump and some alcoholic spouting ignorant nonsense in a bar is that the drunk has better hair. Your Daily Devotional is a lightly-edited entry from my Twitter feed. Follow me at @jefftiedrich
In my gritty reboot of The Breakfast Club, five teenagers in detention together spend the entire time ignoring each other and texting with their friends. Your Daily Devotional is a lightly-edited entry from my Twitter feed. Follow me at @jefftiedrich
“It is what you read when you don’t have to that determines what you will be when you can’t help it.” – Oscar Wilde
This is a stack of books. There are lots of these at my house. (image courtesy freedigitalphotos.net)
(For previous posts in this series look here, here, and here.)
After several threats to do so, I finally take a bit of time to update the 2014 reading list. Several elements have played into the list expanding well beyond its original limits: new friendships with publishers who asked me to review books, interesting finds at used book stores, decisions to read books so I’d know a little better what I was talking about when I castigated their authors.
So here we go. This, I hope, will catch up the 2014 reading list. Anything else that swims into view will go on the 2015 reading list. (I offer links for books that I have already written essays about.) Continue reading →