MONOCLE BE DAMNED

Yesterday, cycling through the outskirts of town, I happened to glance up at the Snap Lok™ marquee of our big multiplex. The first thing I noticed was that in the word “golden,” as it appeared in the title KINGSMAN: THE GOLDEN CIRCLE, a numeral zero had been fitted in place of a letter O. Believe me, you don’t […]

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YET ANOTHER FRAGMENT

Acronyms are not all equal. Except for, I suppose, EQUAL, which if I remember correctly stands for Empowered Queers United for Absolute Liberation. (This being Colorado College’s sub-committee in charge of hosting its annual Drag Ball.) And if some acronyms are better than others, best are those spelling existing words. I don’t mean the kind that, […]

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A FRAGMENT

As far as he knew, my dad’s World War II anti-aircraft unit — consisting of him and two other GIs — managed to take out just one plane. This was a German Focke-Wulf 190. He seemed disinclined to say much more about the incident than that. As an eight-year-old at the height of my fascination […]

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OR FEAR OR PAIN OR GRIEF

No need to offend. Diplomacy would seem in order here. Sensitivity. How to begin? A nearby acquaintance won’t shut the fuck up about cancer. Not about hers, not about yours, not about cancer as a sub-discipline of neo-Quineian naturalized epistemology. OK, maybe not the third thing, but the first two certainly. And certainly the more […]

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ARBITRIUM BRUTUM

“‘If I knew a single thing, I would have told you before.’ He mixed his subjunctives, perhaps, but the idea was clear enough.” — Patricia Highsmith, Those Who Walk Away1 If you look up shibboleth in a dictionary, you’ll often find “ear of corn” cited as the ancient definition of the Hebrew shibbólet (שִׁבֹּלֶת‎).  Hmmm.  Until 16th century Spanish […]

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BETWEEN MARTINIS: CRACK OF NOON

No surprise, I expect, to anyone following these little essays that Archibald Jones (A. Quincy Jones by trade) long ago secured a spot among my top-ten Mid-C architects. And of the eminent ladies and gentlemen on that list1 he’s the only one who — occasionally, anyway — designed buildings affordable for shifty types like me and the […]

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