Cathy Seipp, a witty, insightful and lovely journalist (and someone who I would like to think a friend, based on the many parties of hers to which I was invited, and attended, one a Halloween party in her home) has been waging a valiant fight against inoperable lung cancer for several years (and for those wondering, no, she never smoked). Sadly, it looks like the battle is almost over, and not in her or her family’s favor.
Please extend your best wishes (and prayers, for those who do that) to them, and particularly her brave daughter (now in college) Maia. And as she says, contribute to the American Lung Cancer Society, and give an impounded dog or cat a home in her honor.
Is Galileo the Airbus of space? It never made much sense to me to try to compete with a free service. The only thing that this project ever had going for it was anti-American paranoia and European pride. I don’t think it will be enough to save it.
Here’s an amusing post. And while he wrote some beautiful songs, anyone who imagines that he was a sophisticated political analyst should simply listen to the lyrics of “Imagine,” possibly the most insipid and idiotic song ever written. “Afternoon Delight” sounds profound in comparison. As Glenn says, who’s got more sense–someone who’d marry Barbara Bach, or Yoko?
You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’d like to see a world in which fewer people took such mindless platitudes seriously.
OK, I’ve never knowingly banned anyone (despite Brian Swiderski’s fantasies), but I’ve decided that I’m going to delete posts of anyone who is so uncivil as to call me a liar. In the case of Anonymous Moron, he’s such a repeat (almost machine-gun like) offender in that regard (not to mention all the other offensive comments with which he’s desecrated my web site for months), that I’m going to start deleting each and every one of his posts, which is an effective banning.
I have a tremendous amount of patience, but it’s not infinite. I’ve had enough.