Too many books. The boxes are filled with books as well. All my closets look like this. Shot with expired color film and a Polaroid One-Step.
Polaroid of the Day
Today, a Pseudonym-ed Commenter Told Me to ‘Go to Hell’
The comment was in response to my last post, where I said that #45 had bugged the phones of anyone who ever tweeted ‘#notmypresident’, and then snidely remarked that there is no way anyone can disprove it. It’s the laziest and most obnoxious form of argument in the world (that was my point), because it’s impossible to disprove a negative.
The post was in response to #45’s completely unsupportable and absurd tweet that Trump Tower was bugged by the Obama administration. The tweet appears to be more a child’s lashing out than a well-founded accusation based on evidence.
Someone on WordPress found the post, and told me, simply, to go to hell.
I have to admit I was, and am still disturbed by this. A total stranger, someone who knows neither me nor my friends and family, wishes me dead, ostensibly for having a strong opinion that he or she doesn’t like. Hardly anybody reads this third-rate blog. It serves mostly as what I think of as my Walt Whitman space, but far less eloquent, poorly reasoned, and if it were on paper it would be guilty of the old insult, “not worth the paper it’s printed on.” (Let it be said in its favor, it does have bad pictures to go with it.) Yet someone found it, and then was so incensed by what I wrote that s/he wants me to not only die , but suffer in eternity as well.
I didn’t approve the comment for publication under the post for the simple reason that there are plenty of places on the internets where people can hurl invective at each other; it’s not my responsibility to provide more.
But I do have to admit: I am disturbed by this and wonder what the something is that’s happening here.
To the person who expressed the nasty sentiment: I have little doubt that I am–at least according to the criteria listed by many of the world’s residents–going there immediately upon my demise.
Drumpf is Tapping the Phones of Anyone Who has Tweeted #notmypresident
I don’t have to present any proof, do I?
Polaroid of the Day
This was taken with a 1/2 hour exposure using the 0.18 mm pinhole and a 50 mm focal length on a Zero Image 45 camera. This is expired gold border color film. This picture was enhanced by the Photo app on a MacBookPro. The original is below. This is my Yamaha C7 Piano. I rested it on the corner of the instrument while I practiced. The overexposed area up to the left is the piano light . You can make out the strings, the lid, and the music stand. The original is below it.
Shavuah Tov. Impeach Drumpf.
An old Polaroid of the Day, one that somehow never made it into my journals. The nephew is after his desserts.
(Social) Media Shabbat
The onslaught never stops, but, hey, we all need a break.
See you tomorrow night, maybe Sunday.
Get some rest, go do something fun, and just get some joy from being in the presence of those you love.
Polaroid of the Day
I’ll explain later. Not feeling so good today. Think it’s a mild case of influenza.
111,111 Miles in a 2012 Subaru Impreza
Somewhere in Connecticut on the Wilbur Cross Parkway
Mass(achusetts) Hypocrisy
I live in the progressive paradise of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts. There are great things about living here, like a great educational system, quaint New England villages that get covered with amazing fall foliage, and zero-deductible windshield replacement with your car insurance.
There are some things that are incongruous, though. We just recently got rid of blue laws. Some of the most racist public actions in recent history were the Southie anti-busing protests of 40 years ago. We have low unemployment, but close to the worst income disparity in the nation.
Driving home from taking the younger one to middle to school, I saw this on the car in front of me.
Point 1: Since when is it OK for the state to promote partisan political and religious views on official material?
It’s been around for 7 years already, so I guess the answer is since 2010. Let it be said in favor of the Commonwealth’s residents that I have driven around for this period without encountering this license plate. Either there aren’t a lot of these plates on cars, or I’m too busy texting while I drive.
Point 2: The statement “Choose Life” is being co-opted and misused whenever it refers to abortion.
The phrase “choose life” comes from Deuteronomy 30:19. The Torah here is talking about the consequences of not living a life according to its laws. It reads:
This day, I call upon the heaven and the earth as witnesses [that I have warned] you: I have set before you life and death, the blessing and the curse. You shall choose life, so that you and your offspring will live;
If someone really believed in “choosing life” as specified by the Bible, that person would be keeping the Jewish dietary laws (say ‘goodbye!’ to lobstah and chowdah), observing the Jewish Sabbath, putting mezuzot on the doorways of their houses, and not mixing wool with linen.
I’m not expecting a massive rush to buy a second set of dishes by everyone who is anti-choice. It’s bad enough that the quote is a misuse of religion. But, hey, speech is free. Say what you want. The real problem with the license plate is not that it the people using the “Choose Life” phrase are being ignorant (willfully or otherwise); it’s that it just doesn’t belong on a form of vehicle identification that is supplied by the state. It should go.
Polaroid of the Day
Pinhole camera. Expired 600 series monochrome color film from the Impossible Project
The Meta-Bug 