The Medium Is Not The Message–The Digital Cornucopia, McLuhan, And Us

There’s a lot of fuss and worry going around about computers.  In particular,

History Lost, History Found–Women’s History & The Female Pilots of WWII

Why is history lost?

Who and what determines what we remember and what we don’t?  What falls to the side, into the slush,

Earth’s the right place for love–Frost’s Birches

I’m not sure about earth being the right place for love.  But I do think that a day like today is right for Frost’s long, often-quoted, and surprisingly (I think) dark poem.

Here it is:

Rudie Can’t Fail…chasin’ those naughty blues away

Rudie–and the rest of us–just cannot fail—

“How you get a rude and reckless?

Don’t you be so crude and a feckless

You bin drinkin’ brew for breakfast,

Rudie can’t fail.

The Last Word On Friendship–An Open Letter…

THE LAST WORD ON FRIENDSHIP–AN OPEN LETTER TO DEAR—

Woke up thinking about some of the things you shared yesterday about friendships, and the frustration you’ve been experiencing.

Friendship! 

Chicago museums, Chicago History–History Lite, Or Bring It On!

Ran down to the Chicago Historical Society , http://www.chicagohs.org, yesterday with Karen (now the renamed, though I think not for the better, Chicago History Museum). Wanted to check out the museum (hadn’t been there for many years), and also see  the presentations for MLK Day.

Bit disappointed in the museum.  Oh, that’s really not fair to say

Old words for a New Year–”Your playing small doesn’t serve the world.”

Found this in the bottom of a pocket in my briefcase.  Got it from a fellow member of  a writer’s group I belonged to quite some years ago.  Reread it, and thought, Oh how nice, I like this!

Very inspiring words from a inspiring person that, although they might be often quoted, deserve rereading.

Here is Nelson Mandela writing in 1994: