Monthly Archives: December 2012
My Terrorist Eye
I’m trying something a little different here. I wrote “My Terrorist Eye: Risk, the Unexpected, and the War on Terrorism” between 2004 and 2008. The events that inspired it are made clear in the essay. The link below leads to … Continue reading
Giving Local 2
Here’s the promised musical follow-up to “Giving Local,” un/fashionably late, as usual. I’m not a musician, but the grassroots music scene has been a vital part of my life since I landed on the rock. It’s been a vital part … Continue reading
Newtown
I wasn’t going to blog about Newtown. “Mud of the place” and all that: my feet aren’t in the mud of that place, and I’m trying to watch where my mouth is. On the other hand, I do have my … Continue reading
Giving Local
“Living local” is all the rage, on Martha’s Vineyard as elsewhere, and like most rages I can get pretty cynical about it. I’ve been known to call it “living lo-cal,” or Living Lite, or living without thinking too hard about … Continue reading
The M.V. Roundabout Nightmare Song
A front-page story in the current Martha’s Vineyard Times announces “Roundabout Construction Expected to Begin in March.” If it actually happens, we’ll be able to use the whole sordid saga as a case study in how democracy can fail with … Continue reading
Waskosims Rock
These photos were supposed to be part of “Faith,” which I posted two days ago, but as usual my words wandered off in a different direction and the photos didn’t fit. There was a connection, though. The sun was close … Continue reading
Faith
The other day word went round that a friend’s sign had been stolen from its accustomed place at the end of his road. This wasn’t just any sign: it’s unique, hand-crafted and -painted, and big enough to be legible from … Continue reading
Farmer Kills Dog
The last few weeks I’ve had my nose to the grindstone, or rather my eyes on the laptop screen and my fingers near the keyboard, so I didn’t pick up on this story till 11 days after it happened. I’ve … Continue reading
Great Rock Bight
All work and no play makes Susanna a dull girl and Travvy a bored boy, so after we’d done our banking and our post officeing yesterday, I decided a trip to Waskosim’s Rock was in order. So what if it … Continue reading
November License Plate Report (Etc.)
Nothing to report. Nothing nothing nothing. Rather than piss, moan, whine, and make excuses, I’m gonna blog about bread. If life gives you lemons, make lemonade. If life doesn’t give you lemons, make something else. Besides — license plates, right? … Continue reading
From the Seasonally Occupied Territories . . . 