A request

I’d like to ask those of you inclined to believe in the efficacy of prayer to pray for a little boy in Minnesota, Andrew, who was just diagnosed with leukemia last night. He’s my cousin’s son, and he’s not quite two years old. If you’d pray for his complete recovery, and for his parents, Jim and Laura, I’d appreciate it.

Thank you.

And the blogosphere quivered

RM is aquiver with anticipation:

What do you think of this? The first blogger gets a daily pass to White House Press Corps.

My first thoughts are that the guy is either gay or having an affair with Judith Regan. My second are: BFD. Blogs are like books, it’s the information contained that matters, not the medium. The Internet is not changing everything, it’s simply expanding our options.

Don’t get me wrong, I love the ability to work remotely. And as an uploaded superintelligence, it certainly makes it a lot easier to circumnavigate the globe. But its an evolutionary development, not a revolutionary one.

I’m not dead yet!

From Drudge:

Paglia challenges: “At this time of foreboding about the future of Western culture, it is crucial to identify and preserve our finest artifacts… As a student of ancient empires, I am uncertain about whether the West’s chaotic personalism can prevail against the totalizing creeds that menace it. Hence it is important that we reinforce the spiritual values of Western art, however we define them.”

Her new book is directed toward BOTH ends of the political/cultural spectrum. Paglia has selected religious poems in it (Donne, Herbert), as well as radical poems of social protest (Blake, Whitman). From canonical Renaissance verse to Joni Mitchell’s Woodstock, there are poems about the all-devouring maelstrom of politics (Yeats) and also about the awesome vastness of nature and the cosmosess.

[The ENTIRE poetry establishment, all the honored, famous, adulated major living poets are excluded from the book! Poet laureates, Nobel prize winners teaching at Harvard, none of their poems made the cut; Paglia’s choices of contemporary poets are obscure or unknown.] “Paglia argues that critics can no longer read, poets can no longer write, and the unacknowledged legislators of our age are writing advertising jingles for peanuts,” the LONDON TELEGRAPH says of BREAK BLOW BURN.

Excellent! Good to see Miss Paglia finally back in action. I’m not sure she fully recognizes from whence the totalitiarian creeds spring – economics and politics have never been her strong suit – but I find her to be the most intriguing intellectual figure of our time.