It's a hard-knock life-- I'm just in town and then out again, so blogging takes a back seat to everything. Major gatherings of the clan have passed and are to come-- babies arriving, kids shuttling between continents, all very exciting. Almost enough to take one's mind off the mess and misery which is the Middle East these days, with the especially disheartening sell-out of Israel by the wimps of the world.
Is this one of them?
Also disheartening. I'm working this one over in my mind, and hope to reflect upon it from abroad. (The selection of this photo to accompany Christopher Hitchens's savaging of Gibson at Slate.com (no I'm not linking-- and Hitchens should be grateful) says a lot about the degree of objectivity one can expect to find about the story in the DriveByMedia. It's a good thing Mel wasn't sleeping with little boys at his Neverland Ranch, or hadn't drugged and raped a 13-year-old and then fled prosecution, or hadn't all-but-decapitated his wife and then sped down the L.A. freeways in a white Ford Bronco-- 'cuz if he'd done any of those things, people wouldn't know whether to damn him or hand him the Irving Thalberg Award. but I digress......
Blog Resumption scheduled for August 14, if not before-- refreshed, renewed, returned for re-grooving. (More Firesign Theatre references, for those of us in our declining years.)
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