Author Archives: Pat Greene

This is war… sort of.

In the first World War people bought war bonds and planted gardens. (Some of those bond drives — especially in Philadelphia — themselves proved fatal to civilians who got the H1N1 flu there.) In World War II, people went without … Continue reading

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Communication.

This is one of my favorite paintings, the portrait of George Harley Drummond by Sir Henry Raeburn. It’s not a significant painting. I’m sure if you drew up a list of the top hundred paintings in the world, it wouldn’t … Continue reading

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Good things.

The sky is blue — the color of the statice in Fourth of July flower arrangements. It’s 65F outside, the perfect temperature. I have homemade empanadas for lunch. I have Fevertree Ginger Beer in the garage. I have a functioning … Continue reading

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John Scalzi has ideas about how people treat books, because, well of course he does. Looking at his (actually Anne Fadiman’s) grid, I have been all of them from Lawful Good (uses leather or other proper bookmarks) to Chaotic Evil … Continue reading

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No words. NO WORDS.

Sometimes you can see it. You can see the car running the red-light, the truck hydroplaning as its semi-trailer jackknifes its way through all the lanes of the freeway, the train as it starts to derail. You can see; nevertheless … Continue reading

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Revisiting caucuses, and accessability.

In 2016, I wrote about caucuses, and how they are an undemocratic anomaly. I believe every word I wrote then, and it seems redundant to restate the case. One issue I did not address in that post — mainly because … Continue reading

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“He’s a Harvard undergraduate. It’s almost justifiable homocide.”

Today I came down with a migraine. I took the migraine meds, and then, because I am not working* (which provides distraction), I decided to watch my favorite Hitchcock film, Rope. Whenever I hear people talk about Hitchcock’s greatest, Rope … Continue reading

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Lady of the storms

I am currently reading Laurell K. Hamilton’s Merry Gentry series, which can best be described as…Fairy Porn. Maybe I’m exaggerating — maybe it’s just Fairy Erotica. At any rate, several of the tall, statuesque fairies with silken hair down to … Continue reading

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So, I’m back.

I have been back for a week now. My blood pressure has gone up several points since my return. It is easy to forget the trauma a country may be going through when you’re a tourist. Especially when you’re in … Continue reading

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Yesterday

I spent yesterday on a boat. I saw the frigate birds and Nazca boobies soar and wheel over Kicker Rock, and a blue-footed booby perch precariously on a nest halfway up its nearly sheer cliff-face. I saw the maelstrom churning … Continue reading

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If it was good enough for Darwin…

Notes from San Cristobal, Galapagos: San Cristobal was the first island Darwin landed on in the archipelago. That almost makes up for not being able to see more penguins, since the penguins live on other islands that are at least … Continue reading

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It’s rough out there, right now. Would a couple of penguin pictures help?

Although I have a bunch of pictures taken by the ship’s photographer (which I am having trouble loading), the Rocket Scientist took these. Or just maybe scenery? At any rate, hang in there. As the Doctor said in the second … Continue reading

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Wildness.

I can go home now. I saw penguins yesterday. Penguins swimming. Penguins waddling. Penguins doing what penguins do, all where penguins normally do things. And geese! and cormorants! and albatrosses! and petrels and terns! Even skuas, those mobsters of the … Continue reading

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Poem for today while I cruised through the Beagle Channel

I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by, And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white … Continue reading

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Money money money money

I have mentioned the $30 steak dinner for two. And the eight dollar doctor visit. And I just dropped off what felt like 25 pounds of laundry for 400 pesos, or about $7.50. And last night’s dinner… A king crab … Continue reading

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