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"Permission To Come Aboard?"

Rescue personnel report that after the collision, which destroyed the boat’s mast, the passengers were found “blubbering.”

(Oh, I slay me sometimes.)

Full story here.

Today is the anniversary of the birth, in 1882, of Edward Hopper.

In honor of the day, and in an attempt to convince myself that I am not boiling over from the heat, I am going to stare at his painting of the Portland Head light and think about sea breezes.

Somebody recently asked, “Tom, why don’t you ever post about the Madeline stories anymore?”

Well, the truth is that although I always enjoyed reading them out loud at bedtime, all the gels have since outgrown that phase.  Nevertheless, a thought occurred to me just recently:

Why is it “Miss Clavel”?

She’s obviously a nun, so shouldn’t she be “Sister Mary” (or whomever)?

On the other hand, if she’s a liberated, with it, post-Vatican II modernist, why would she still be wearing a habit?

The world wonders.

David Hart on the metaphysical meaning of baseball:

What, after all, will the final tally of America’s contribution to civilization be, once the nation has passed away (as, of course, it must)? Which of our inventions will truly endure? We have made substantial contributions to political philosophy, technology, literature, music, the plastic and performing arts, cuisine, and so on. But how much of these can we claim as our native inventions, rather than merely our peculiar variations on older traditions? And how many will persist in a pure form, rather than being subsumed into future developments? Jazz, perhaps, but will it continue on as a living tradition in its own right or simply be remembered as a particular period or phase in the history of Western music, like the Baroque or Romantic?

My hope, when all is said and done, is that we will be remembered chiefly as the people who invented—who devised and thereby also, for the first time, discovered—the perfect game, the very Platonic ideal of organized sport, the “moving image of eternity” in athleticis. I think that would be a grand posterity.

So do I.


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