Friday, October 2, 2009

Friday What-You-Need Blogging

It's Friday, so what could anyone need? Freddie Gage needs all his friends to be revivified, but not I. I can still point to some possibilities.

How about finding awe in what still gets published as respectable opinion in reputable newspapers by way of a run-down of the latest denialist crap from George Will, courtesy Bouphonia? Perhaps you could assist, directly or indirectly as you may, in Obscene Desserts's always-needful search for "strong young men who break up the furniture"? Maybe you're in a more pensive, more theodicy-ish frame of mind, in which case Rust Belt Philosophy has a helping for mental mastication. The Institute of Jurassic Technology offers a PG-rated sexual experience whose bloodless vicariousness is outmatched by its sheer novelty. Normblog presents a new blogger profile, and through that, an opportunity to read or re-read Auden's "The Shield of Achilles," whose treasures are far from exhausted in this stanza:

A ragged urchin, aimless and alone,
Loitered about that vacancy; a bird
Flew up to safety from his well-aimed stone:
That girls are raped, that two boys knife a third,
Were axioms to him, who'd never heard
Of any world where promises were kept,
Or one could weep because another wept.
Last and never least, Ophelia Benson sees the Pope's latest lecture and answers in kind -- in kind minus the bullshit:
“History has demonstrated the absurdities to which man descends when he excludes God from the horizon of his choices and actions,’’ Benedict said.
[Benson:] Well, history has also demonstrated the savage cruelty to which human beings can descend when they think they are doing god's will - like Ben's own church in Ireland, imprisoning women and selling their children, and imprisoning and torturing other children for the crime of being poor, or orphaned, or neglected.
For my part, I have nothing. I am clinging to the pretense that I am past my flu, by engaging in the method acting school and portraying, as best I can, a person who no longer has the flu. Others will have to comment on the quality of the performance; I'm way too deep in character to be objective.

If you ask me -- and you did ask me by reading this post -- the only thing you really need is a random kitten generator. Huzzah!

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