I still love these songs. And I love my son. God help me. For you, I was a flameLove is a losing gameFive story fire as you cameLove is a losing gameOne I wished I never playedOh, what a mess we madeAnd now, the final frameLove is a losing gamePlayed out by the bandLove is … More Over Futile Odds, Laughed at by the Gods
Dressed in stolen clothes she standsCast iron and frailWith her impossibly gentle handsAnd her blood-red fingernails Joni Mitchell Shades of Scarlett Conquering Out of the fire like Catholic saintsComes Scarlett and her deep complaintMimicking tenderness she seesIn sentimental moviesA celluloid rider comes to townCinematic lovers swayPlantations and sweeping ballroom gownsTake her breath away Out in … More The Weight of All That Greed
“Descartes’ point is not simply that the blind in some way ‘see’ as we do, that there is no important difference – the stakes are much higher. It is not the blind who have to be compared to “us” (who see), it is “we” who have to be compared to the blind in order to … More Love, without mercy (Father’s Day, 2013)
“OK, it’s nice for politically correct reasons to blame Europe for everything [sic], imperialism, colonialism, slavery, but my God, Europe did give – and let’s be proud of that – something wonderful to humanity: the idea of radical egalitarianism, of radical democracy, feminism, etc. This is at the core of European identity, and that is … More More Gender Condescension from the New York Times
For Rui Boy 