I have already made the observation that this year is greatly different to the last and will be much more exciting - in the nail-biting, white-knuckle, and moments (perhaps prolonged moments) of sheer terror sense. And so it seems to be going. Dmitry Orlov has also observed a change in feeling to our days that... Continue Reading →
Scribbles On The Wall Of Time…
"Evidence of Absence", whatever deep meaning that holds, is the title of James Howard Kunstler's latest blog post. Sometimes he chooses titles for his pieces that even more befuddle my already befuddled brain. Nevertheless, the intention is clear, and a finer description of the state of the union that for the time being is America... Continue Reading →
Not Something Else 