Poet and Priest

First thing to say is that’s not Teddy Roosevelt. Not that there’s anything wrong with TR, awesome in multitudes, though there is as he’s human: being wrong being both feature and bug — that is, a selling point no matter how we view it, Watch a screen 19 seconds to see. This screen’s view is other. Mercy burns. Find the fire.

Things Are Not
What They Seem

(Ask Seek Knock)

I don’t even know how to sell your email address.

Mistaken at Best 51% of the Time

Reluctant Socialite

Words. Thoughts, Mostly. Worth a Peek.

The Simple Art of Murder (Excerpt)

Raymond Chandler In everything that can be called art there is a quality of redemption. It may be pure tragedy, if it is high tragedy, and it may be pity and irony, and it may be the raucous laughter of the strong man. But down these mean streets a man must go who is not

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Christ on a Postage Stamp

Got to thinking on postage stamps today bec hadda mail a book to a friend and when you go in you hafta say to the guy, no matter what your actual business is that day, and of course you’re already saying it if you went in for this purpose — ‘What first class stamps d’ya have?’ It’s

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Burning and Bleeding

Of mercy’s fire and blood Mercy burns, wrote Mary Flannery O’Connor, by which she meant … well, let’s think on it for a minute or so, before we say. For we have ideas of mercy, several actually, and we must discard them all the time, and destroy them if can, as quickly as supernaturally possible.  One

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Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time, my children, before the Social Media Olympics, before the rub-on tan; before the laptop with no DVD drive, before the waters had begun to rise again; before the Hybrid and the Hulu, before the earbud and the Entenmann’s outlet; before there were tweets and tweakers, yea afore they had invented the

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