Monthly Archives: July 2006

Playing Dodgson Ball

Fol­low some lit­er­ary logic down a rab­bit hole If “Alice laughed: ‘There’s no use try­ing,’ she said; ‘one can’t believe impos­si­ble things.’ “‘I dare­say you haven’t had much prac­tice,’ said the Queen. ‘When I was younger, I always did it for half an hour a day. Why, some­times I’ve believed as many as six impos­si­ble things

Ice is Nice til Pass on Gas

Copy­right 2006 Ben S. Pol­lock We need a barom­e­ter. It will pre­dict when gaso­line costs too much. Just under $3 a gal­lon here in the Arkansas Ozarks. Every­one com­plains, but while we’re dri­ving per­haps more care­fully, com­bin­ing errand trips, top­ping off the tank, we’re not all buy­ing scoot­ers. We’re not demand­ing that Ozark Regional Tran­sit

Tie One On

It should have been Bill Clin­ton who brought more infor­mal­ity to the White House dur­ing his eight years, but credit here has to go to George W. Bush. Clin­ton seems to have moved every­where with a cof­fee mug indoors and a to-go cup away from home. Pres­i­dent Bush is shown increas­ingly with­out a neck­tie. Also,

Our Constitution’s Bill of Goods

Copy­right 2006 Ben S. Pol­lock Wouldn’t be a lot eas­ier for Pres­i­dent Bush and the cur­rent Con­gress to begin the process to repeal the First Amend­ment of the Bill of Rights? Bet it wouldn’t take too long to get the votes their way. Think of how many birds they’d drop with that one cast stone: Kills free­dom

Norma Desmond (heart) Hildy Johnson

Copy­right 2006 Ben S. Pol­lock Con­sider the clas­sic movies Sun­set Boule­vard (1950) and His Girl Fri­day (1940) (the lat­ter the sec­ond of three film adap­ta­tions of The Front Page, the first out in 1931 then the 1974). If Norma worked for Cary Grant, instead of pro­claim­ing to William Holden’s char­ac­ter, she would say: I am a

Introduction, a Look Back

BACK HOME — Is it live, or is it Mem­o­rex? went the com­mer­cial. Blogs are Mem­o­rex, just like news­pa­pers, sit­coms and National Pub­lic Radio. We all have smoke charges hid­den in our cuffs. The win­dows on the set are mir­rors. Morn­ing news­pa­pers are made to look like they are reported and printed simul­ta­ne­ously and at

Epilogue, or a Look Ahead

DETROIT — Auto­matic soap dis­pensers were in restrooms of a num­ber of stops through­out this trip, includ­ing Detroit’s air­port in gen­eral and its North­west Air­lines World Club in par­tic­u­lar. Does every­thing have to be auto­matic, run by an infrared elec­tric eye? This one is par­tic­u­larly waste­ful; a num­ber of times I’d rinse the auto­matic gel

Pop Pop Pop Goes the Fourth

BOSTON — Stand­ing on the Cam­bridge side of the Charles River, under one of the 10 giant ampli­fiers mounted on portable tow­ers where it was iron­i­cally qui­etest, we thou­sands had the best view for the fire­works but the hun­dreds of thou­sands at the amphithe­ater seemed dis­tant and behind trees at that. What do you do on

Our Fair Cambridge

CAMBRIDGE, Mass. — The day was devoted to Cam­bridge. We left the sub­way at Har­vard Square and walked the entire after­noon, stop­ping in sev­eral Tibetan shops, for her, and what­ever struck my fancy. One was Leav­itt & Pierce Inc., just off Har­vard Square. I could have spent an hour in the nearby Har­vard Book Store

Happy, happy seals

BOSTON — A grand day. The con­clu­sion of the annual con­fer­ence of the National Soci­ety of News­pa­per Colum­nists always is a morn­ing busi­ness meet­ing of the entire mem­ber­ship, at least those who don’t have espe­cially early flights back home. I grabbed My Beloved Wife (MBW, not to be con­fused with BMW, one of which she once