By Eric Le Roy
I don’t like to write blogs like this; I really don’t. I would rather devote myself to the things, beautiful, painful, complex, and rewarding, that my mind and instincts drive me to pursue.
But I am going to write this plainly. No attempt at lovely language. Just my thoughts.
First, the stuff going on in Minnesota. The uprising there is almost certainly coordinated and financed by … Read the rest
By Eric Le Roy
‘We have fallen in the dreams the ever living
Breathe on the tarnished mirror of the world
And then smooth out with ivory hands and sigh.”
(Yeats)
My life at an advanced age vacillates between flashes of murderous rage and periods of unaccountable serenity. When I sense the futility of thinking that anything much is going to change during my ‘golden years’, I … Read the rest
By Eric Le Roy
I might be giving the game away if I tell you I’ve been married five times and now present myself as an authority on the best way to sustain a happy ‘holy’ matrimony. You’ll be forgiven for asking: How can this chronic nuptial fuck-up possibly have anything to say besides “Here is some advice you should immediately ignore”? It probably wouldn’t help if … Read the rest
When I was a young lad long ago in the bland, faceless, smugly prosperous America of the 1950s, I had an itch to be somewhere else. As I heard the expression put first on the TV series “Buffy the Vampire Slayer”, I would indulge myself regularly in a game called “Anywhere but Here.” The Germans have a beautiful word for it: Wanderlust.
But … Read the rest
