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Category Archives: Interesting Nuggets

What Is In Our Power To Do

We believe that a little girl who’s offered an escape from poverty by a great teacher or a grant for college could become the founder of the next Google, or the scientist who cures cancer, or the President of the United States—and it’s in our power to give her that chance. We know that churches […]

You Crazy For This One, Gargamel

Wenn du ein Beziehungsprobleme hast, dann tust du mir echt Leid, Junge. Ich habe neunundneunzig Probleme, aber die Schlumpf ist keins davon.

Three Rhymes – Drei Reime

Taught to me over breakfast by my German flatmates.   Knusper, knusper, knäuschen— wer knabbert an meinem häuschen? Nibble, nibble, gnaw— who is nibbling at my little house? —the witch, Hansel and Gretel   Wer, wie, was; der, die, das; wieso, weshalb, warum; wer nicht fragt bleibt dumm. Who, how, what; the, the, the; why, […]

A Tail Full of Suns

To the melancholy this sound is melancholy and to the hysterical it is hysterical. To me it has always sounded like a cheer for an invisible parade. —Flannery O’Connor, in her essay “The King of the Birds”

Grief In The Arms

The dark one had sunburned skin, warm, with the bronze reflections of the women of sunny lands; her movements were quick and feline, with the lissomeness and grace of a panther; all the strength and splendor of muscular beauty, and that perfect equilibrium, that simplicity of bearing which makes great gesture. At that time I […]

The Superior Virtues of Twelves

… the beauty of the metric system is that if the units you’re working with start to need dividing, you can simply slide down into the next unit level and viola! You’re working with whole numbers again. It’s a different way of thinking: you’re not working so much with pieces and parts, but rather with […]

Provided it is Distant

Falling asleep, with a vague impression of anti-aircraft guns firing, found myself mentally back in the Spanish war, on one of those nights when you had a good straw to sleep on, dry feet, several hours rest ahead of you, and the sound of distant gunfire, which acts as a soporific provided it is distant. […]

Faulkner on How Some Boys Do

No, there’s no record [that Chickasaws were known to be cannibals], but then who’s to say whether at some time one of them might not have tried what it tasted like? Quite often young boys will try things that they are horrified to remember later just to see what it was like, what the sensation […]

The Best Farewell I Know

I’m continually impressed by Ezra Pound’s translations of Li Bai (or Li Po). This poem in particular, and especially now, as many of my friends (so many) scatter across the country. They all go to better things, and not a one is sad, but nonetheless, to echo Pound: Let us resolve also to make nothing […]

Braindump: Atemporality and Memory

This unorganized lump of speculation is more or less a dump of my brain’s activity after I read Bruce Sterling’s talk, “Atemporality for the Creative Artist,” which he gave at Transmediale 10, Berlin, Feb. 6, 2010. A few quotes: Refuse the awe of the future. Refuse reverence to the past. If they are really the […]