Of mice and men
Win some, lose some:
The US Navy has agreed to restore all but about 20 of the 381 books it removed from the Naval Academy library. So apparently the banned books were not burned, only put someplace where they could be retrieved. What happened to the 20 that didn’t survive further review? Will we ever know? Will they emerge from the netherworld status after more enlightened folk take the helm?
Defense Secretary Pete Hegseth has ordered the renaming of the Navy vessel named after gay activist (and former Naval officer) Harvey Milk. This was done deliberately at the start of Pride Month. Take that, Pride folks!
Reportedly also being considered for renaming are vessels named after Thurgood Marshall, Ruth Bader Ginsburg, Harriet Tubman and Cesar Chavez. Good company, I would say.
I haven’t posted here much recently because I don’t have the heart to rant against the daily atrocities committed by the Trump regime. I don’t think it would change any minds anyway, so I’ll keep most of my grumbling to myself.
Burned out with police work in the big city, a veteran cop retires in a small rural town where nothing ever happens, except that now bad things are happening there as well, and he/she has to confront demons from his/her past to take down the bad guys.
Seems like some writers and publishers and TV producers can never get enough of this story so they keep cranking it out with few variations beyond more sex or more violence or both. No wonder I’ve grown so selective in my reading and TV viewing.
In my house we’ve been watching a new Netflix series called “Dept Q.” It’s a little too intense, frankly, and I am really tired of hearing the f-word so much. Isn’t it possible for you flipping morons to write a flipping line of flipping dialogue without resorting to that flipping word every two flipping seconds? Or is that asking two flipping much?
Another giant falls: Theologian and scholar Walter Brueggemann died today (Thursday).