Jelly Jelly Blues

Observe these people in Lima playing real Chicago blues. “Jelly roll killed my pappy and run my mother stone blind.” This was filmed in the Jazz Zone which is near the Parque Kennedy, so it is easy to get to. Let’s go tonight. Axé.

WordPerfect

I would rather be running Linux and using LaTex, and I would like it if Open Office worked better for me than it does. But I am running Windows 7 and XP, and I am unlikely to be in a position to change this in the near future. In the university we have Microsoft Word, … More WordPerfect

Notes From My Oven

NEWS 1. Of interest – post du jour: In which a great-aunt in Calcutta’s traditional values are shocked by the self-righteous logic of “have conceived, will ruin a future life by having the child and giving it to strangers:” She thinks the “villianisation” of abortion in a “dangerously over-populated” world is crazy, self obsessed, morally … More Notes From My Oven

On Bluffing

In the first place, Wilbert Rideau and many other former prisoners and wardens, as well as a Federal judge or two, all deserve more credit for the reforms at the Louisiana State Penitentiary at Angola there than does the dishonest and incredibly self serving current warden, Burl Cain. I am amazed at how Cain has … More On Bluffing

Pasodoble

The LSAT differs from the GRE and other standardized tests I have taken in that the question is what is the flaw in the argument, not what is the point of the paragraph. This is difficult because the questions are written to be deceptive. That means you have to read very closely and my training … More Pasodoble

Iris Young

The erotic dimension of the city has always been an aspect of its fearfulness, for it holds out the possibility that one will lose one’s identity, will fall. But we also take pleasure in being open to and interested in people we experience as different. We spend a Sunday afternoon walking through Chinatown, or checking … More Iris Young

Ella Baker

Here is some information on Ella Baker. She is younger than my grandmothers and great aunts and I am not sure they would have entirely liked her — although I believe my aunt Helen, the librarian, would have done. “Don’t tell anyone, Z, but I am a Socialist. I know, it is problematic. In 1917 … More Ella Baker