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Maintaining logins and comments on this site long ago became quite difficult, and it hasn’t become any better. And the WordPress post creation/editing UI is really awful. So I think I’m migrating to s

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When, in general, do you have to choose a side? It seems clear that there are conflicts where one doesn’t. To take a recent example, the question of trans women in women’s sports and locker rooms. I

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To me, the sight of a cop in his brutish ugly uniform and his panoply of weapons is purely bad. The badness is a composite of fear (I really don’t want to attract his attention) and hate (why is he th

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No disrespect to Tennyson’s famous poem, so beloved of high-school valetudinarians, I mean valedictorians, but I always suspected there was a domestic angle. Penelope, at the loom, did truly pine for

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Jude, notoriously obscure, and yet the patron Of numberless lost causes, hopeless cases: Quite a portfolio, Saint, for one so little known; I introduce myself as one of yours. I love your dark, Lacon

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Those who don’t like you – once you’re gone – will tell Tales of you, sum you up; they’ll have their innings. “Broken”, if that cliché is still around, Though bright and charming now and then, they’ll

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I think translators need an oath, like doctors have the Hippocratic. Here’s my draft: I undertake this craft understanding that I cannot succeed. No translation will ever convey more than a faint hin

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Stop Me Before I Vote Again

So it’s pretty much the eve of Samhain; in the Christian calendar, All Saints Day, when we luxuriate in our great cloud of witnesses. On this day I’ll always remember my great teacher Eric Hamp, who