By Eric Le Roy
El Conejito
I guess the frenzy is fading now, but (as usual, a day late and a dollar short) I would like to record a few belated thoughts on the recent Super Bowl in America. Not the game itself, mind you, which by all accounts was as boring as an argument between two dead people, but the Half Time Show, featuring an enterprising dude with … Read the rest
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
Mr. K kept two documents in his desk drawer. One was a residence card that politely promised stability until 2030. The other was a passport that politely promised identity until 2031. He treated both like adults treat seatbelts: he knew they mattered, he hated thinking about why.
On good days, he almost forgot them. He went to work, bought bread, argued with a coffee machine that refused to understand the … Read the rest
By Eric Le Roy
First, I support no ideology under this shining sun. You don’t have to be wrong for me to be right, and vice versa. All my life, I have involved myself in civil discourse with all comers. Often it has seemed modestly productive, although rare is the occasion when I’ve noticed any radical shifts of opinion. Most people, including me, walk away with our convictions … 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
