The most wonderful time of the year

21 12 2013

December 21st, northern hemisphere: winter solstice. The shortest day of the year.

Ah. Such a wonderful day.

It was, admittedly, disconcertingly warm in Brooklyn today, but still, more dark than light. My kinda day.

Of course, this means that the days following this one will begin to get longer, leading to the vernal equinox, which, alas, signals the gateway to the hellish summer solstice: the longest day of the year.

The horror.

Still, I shall enjoy what is left of this short day, and will not begrudge the winter sun it’s nudge toward more time.

Come spring, however, all bets are off.





How low can you go

21 12 2013

I can be an idiot sometimes.

(Only sometimes? Oh hush, you.)

Yesterday TNC posted a piece on the Duck Patriarch‘s happy-darkie views of the pre-Civil Rights era South, and I, frustrated with another columnist’s views of the same avian papa, vented about that other columnist at TNC’s joint.

Not cool.

Now, had TNC’s piece been about that other columnist, my small steam-blow would have been fine, and given that he spoke generally about race, culture, and America, my vent wasn’t completely off-topic. But it was still low.

I don’t have a problem bitching about that other columnist (Rod Dreher, by the way) on this site: insofar as he offers his views publicly, I can publicly offer my views on his views. But taking to TNC’s site to side-swipe Dreher is low both because I mis-used TNC’s space and, indeed, side-swiped rather than taking Dreher on directly.

I’m like Dreher in at least one crucial respect: I am highly reactive, and given to going off at the hint of a possibility of a provocation. I don’t particularly like this about myself, and try to keep my rants down to once or twice a month, and/or trying (not always succeeding) in levitating the anger with humor.

Anyway, instead of disciplining myself into silence or taking Dreher full-on on my own site, I wandered over to someone else’s joint to spray my bile. Again, not cool, and low.

I may never be cool, but I can try not to be low.