"She knows just what it takes to make a crow blush..." Updated: MONDAY, 18 MARCH, 2002 EVENT # 305: STILL HERE. STILL INDEPENDENT
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1. Every person is valuable. Every person can change the world. Human history bears out this assumption. 2. There is no excuse for cruelty to others. It is NOT bad-ass or powerful or smart to be cruel to other people in a world in which enough cruelty already abounds. If you are cruel, we will not consider you unique, hold you in awe or fear you. We will pity you. We will hope you get some help with the personal problems you so fear that you want to share the pain. 3. We are our brothers' keepers. Every act of unselfish kindness, every moment of genuine compassion, makes the world a better place for all people. 4. It is not foolish, weak, or naive to consider the feelings of others. The most important process in life is learning about people other than ourselves and taking their feelings, consciously, into account. Many of the major disasters in human history, including those today, and much of human suffering could have been avoided if people had spent more time learning about others. |
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Behind Enemy LinesROD AMIS
NEW ORLEANS, 5 March, 2002 ‚ "The last two years of your life have certainly been an adventure," my friend Darryl said near the end of our conversation. He meant it ironically, much like an ancient Chinese wishing you a life in "interesting" times.
Two thoughts popped into my mind, one after the other, not simultaneously. The first was that the adventure continues. The second was the memory of my horoscope that day. "You are behind enemy lines. Keep your plans secret and look for a way out."
It sure felt that way on Monday, as everything around me seemed to conspire toward my frustration. I was out of the loop again because Cox Cable was having yet another outage in my area of town. I did receive e-mail for about ten minutes, then, when I dropped the connection so that my new roomie, Carlos, could try to get his connection up with a reboot, I was out of the loop again. Some of the messages I received asked for immediate answers. Or nearly so. All I could do was hope that the senders could wait another 24-48 hours. (Not a lot of time in the analog world, but when you're used to near-immediate responses from "Mr. Always-On," you tend to assume the worst when he's silent for more than ten hours. In other words, I've trained people to be impatient with me.)...MORE
MARIETTA, OHIO - My admiration for the folks who operate Arbors Records down in Florida runs so high that it would be tough to measure. Specializing in recording veteran musicians who usually reached their apex of admiration during the time when swing music was the cat's pajamas.
Three new releases from Arbors give a good example of what the excitement means. This kind of music isn't heard on radio anymore, except for the occasional station that uses the "Music of Your Life" format and plays the original hit songs from the '30s and '40s.
As these new CDs demonstrate, music shouldn't stand still. All three albums contain excellent work by some of the masters of the genre. Anyone who lived through those happy days may tend to choose to brighten memories of those times and listening to these new recordings should keep a smile playing on countenances every time we slip the CD onto our electronic gadgetry.
First up is a double album from the late Jerry Jerome. "Something Borrowed, Something Blue" provides a listening history of Jerome's musical heyday, when he played tenor sax for bands led by Benny Goodman, Red Norvo, Benny Goodman and Artie Shaw...More
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DUBLIN, IRELAND - Eighty-seven-WW five- one eight.
The front numberplate appeared around Dillon's corner.
Shafts of weak Autumn sunlight filtered through Birches and the exterior of Cleary's hearse became ... quite a kaleidoscope.
Gestures were made towards hats and caps as hands darted vaguely towards foreheads, shoulders and breasts in unison and with varying degrees of sleight-of-hand.
No interruption was evident in the conversation, by Templebennett Cemetery gate, at the approach of the cortege. The crowd, waiting in groups outnumbered those following the hearse. Such is the custom around Glengowna that it is not perceived, (as in other places) a display of half-hearted homage and does not in any way diminish the respect for the deceased, or the next of kin, to meet the funeral at the graveyard rather than accompanying it from the Church.
The assembly represented sections of the community as diverse as their transport, which only included one bicycle. Both sides of the road were taken up with vehicles ranging from an old Ford van, straw peeping under its rear door, and a canine as a captive occupant, to a left-hand-drive, Yellow Convertible saloon bearing Californian licence plates ...More
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Sausages, Rubber Plants & The Big BangPETER BENNETTHOBART, TASMANIA, AUSTRALIA - A couple of months back Wendy and I watched a program on TV about the London sausage wars. During this fascinating expose of the dark underworld of sausage manufacture and marketing, two rival sausage manufacturers made claims, counter-claims and allegations over which of them were the originators of a whole variety of sausage recipes we'd never heard of. We watched spellbound as the proprietors of the two "sausageries" argued over who first introduced the wild boar and rosemary, the beef, mango and oregano and, the crem de la crem of the sausage world, the venison, lavender and pineapple. We found the whole thing rather amusing but it left a certain taste in our mouths -- for sausages. We rued the fact that where we live we couldn't buy anything remotely similar to these flaccid gourmet delights available to those who inhabited the bangers-and-mash capital of all Christendom. The sausages at our local supermarket have so much fat in them that no cooking oil is required to fry them and the taste is just plain boring. "You'd think someone here would be able to open a gourmet sausage shop" I said to Wendy. "Where would he get his recipes though" she replied. I could see by the expression on her face that she immediately wished she hadn't said it. She knew exactly what my reply would be. "On the net" I said.
Wendy is something of an internet widow in that I just love surfing the net and once I sit down to look for something it's ten to one that it'll be ten to one before I'll eventually crawl into bed... More
Dang! It's another Hornet's Nest in Here!(YOUR E-MAILS TO US)
Hang in there, Rod, you sexy thang. Glad you're still hangin' tough, still speaking to and for the good in us all, come what may.
Wolfie
Dear Rod, Yet another growth experience. Hope all is well with you, from New York to the Bayou, many changes in your life. Hope they are good ones.
Peg T.
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