Monthly Archives: October 2013
Folks who know me know that I am obsessed with the idea of “the local,” or the application of local historical and cultural knowledge to foster regionally centered communities and economies and therefore, in the words of James Howard Kunstler, make the world big again. The following thoughts are part of that stream of ideas, […]
The ostensible motive behind opposition to contraception has two fundamental components: 1) the belief that the primary purpose of sexual activity is reproduction, and 2) the belief that life begins at conception and that anything which interferes with the natural development of concepti is therefore murder. Let’s break this down, shall we? A random glance […]
Here’s the story. A group of enterprising young men establish a new business that, after some initial hiccups, proves quite successful, so much so that they soon become “job creators” by hiring themselves a token minority. Their success soon attracts attention from the forces of government, who, citing certain regulations, come to shut down this […]
Trying to make a living writing today is a bit like trying to make a living farming cotton in the 1930s South. Back then, the bottom fell out of the cotton market, in large part due to overproduction. Farmers, almost to a man, responded to the low price of cotton by doubling down and planting […]
Not been able to post recently on account of an internet outage in my neighborhood, brought on by some copper thieves taking down a chunk of phone line. In the meantime, however, the Arkansas Times newspaper did publish my review of the new Bollywood film, Besharam. Take a gander right here.
The following essay of mine was originally published in the January 2007 issue of the Little Rock Free Press. ———— My dad doesn’t really believe that I’m employed. When, in high school, I definitively made my decision for higher education, rather than the Marine Corps, he was a bit disappointed. But he quickly recovered, seeing […]
I have a guest post at The Boiled Down Juice today, on the subject of making and playing bamboo didgeridoos. Here is a brief snippet: Pure sound. That is how I would describe the characteristic drone of the didgeridoo. Sound before it’s shaped into nice little notes, before it’s sculpted, conscripted, limited. Sound that does […]