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arizona – the sundown state

I used the wrong analogy in a previous post.  Influenced, I would say, by the extensive – and difficult to overcome – training most Americans receive from birth,  when I sat down to write about the “show me your papers” law recently passed in Arizona I proceeded to lazily stumble onto the same well-worn track [...]

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Sunday, May 2nd

ebook stuff

I completely missed Black History Month. Missed writing about it, anyway. I’m not terribly surprised, though – it seems the last thing I want to do during Black History Month is write about Black history. General contrariness, I think. Instead, I read a lot. Or downloaded at lot to read, even if not quite yet. [...]

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Tuesday, March 2nd

Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that…

… if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: you don’t give up. Anne Lamott I should have found this quote the other day but it will do just as well for today. Dawn is sometimes a long time breaking. I [...]

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Monday, January 11th

ruminations on the house and the field

The other day I was reading a post over at the Field Negro’s site that primarily dealt with Black conservatives, but also, somewhere in there, talked about the name he uses as his handle and also as his blog’s name – Field Negro. Not surprisingly, there has been a bit of controversy over the name [...]

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Tuesday, December 15th

Something About The Sea

I don’t really like the ocean. Well, I like to listen to it and look at it, but I don’t particularly like to be in it. I can’t swim, you see, even though the rest of my family swim like fish. Me – one too many times getting almost drowned, as a joke or something, [...]

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Sunday, June 21st

It’s Just A Little Familiar…

The black cat that lives on my patio doesn’t belong to me. He doesn’t belong to anyone – although he seems remarkably well cared for, for a stray. His thick, glossy fur on his large, muscled frame alternately reflects and absorbs all light as he wanders, strutting through his half-wild life as a part of [...]

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Thursday, March 26th