26 August 2018

Some men decide to let us know that they aren’t jokes. They turn sullen and grumpy, like people out of a Frank Miller comic. Or they turn defensive, a trait I cannot really blame in anyone, in a society so bitterly competitive—I particularly cannot fault it in men of color, poor men, and immigrants, whose masculinity subjects them simultaneously to actual serious threat from white men and to the feminist scrutiny that they, along with the rest of us, warrant. But defensiveness has a well-known tendency to make us behave in ways that are laughable. And then a handful of men try to reconstruct a consensus that has decisively gone. They remind me of Bron, the antihero of Samuel Delany’s science-fiction novel Triton (1976), who so badly desires to revive True Manliness in a polymorphously perverse far future that he undergoes a sex change (which, in the world of that novel, is easily procured, free, and painless). Since he appears to be among the last people in the galaxy who still understand that “what gives the species the only value it has are men,” he will at least find a man who feels as he does, so that they may together revive an ancient sort of love. He winds up alone. Delany’s message is clear: Bron is so silly that he cannot even be allowed the dignity of, in effect, screwing himself.

--Phillip Christman

05 August 2018

Pious Mark Richt I sing, who, forc'd by fate,
And haughty Saban's unrelenting hate,
Expell'd and exil'd, left the Bulldog door.
Long labors, both by sea and land, he bore,
And in the Southern Conference, 'fore he won
The UM job, and built the destin'd team;
His banish'd gods restor'd to rites divine,
And settled sure succession in his line...

Apologies to John Dryden

04 August 2018

I'm casting no aspersions on this article or its author when I say that what many will take away from it (The Perfect Therapist Could Have Prevented This, Episode 5,789) is flat wrong.  I am very happy to hear that high school students in my community are about to take to the streets for legislative change -- including raising the minimum age for gun purchases to 21, which if I'm not mistaken, would have ensured that M.S. Douglas High School and Nikolas Cruz remained in national obscurity.