Not only did Johnny Ramone die today, but when I stopped during my hectic day to get a bite of lentil soup at the Rendezvous annex on South University, the kid behind the counter, as she was taking my order, said, “It sucks that all the great music was made the year I was born.”
I couldn’t resist. “What year was that?”
“1984,” she said.
And then she added, somewhat unnecessarily but very illustratively, “Blondie and Pat Benatar! WOO–HOO!”
A Democratic Socialist explains «what Democratic Socialism actually is»: Not just a return to the halcyon days of the New Deal. “I’m a staff writer at the socialist magazine Jacobin and a member of DSA, and here’s...
Looks like my second book (about microburst crashes) just gained a new chapter, «as described at AvHerald». Passenger-point-of-view videos are also posted; pretty amazing. (Don’t watch if you can’t deal with...
A somewhat weird good morning Rochester today as steam from a power plant drifts across the rising sun. Wind is calm, …
Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, February 1, 2016
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