The book was prophetic.
15.03.2026 03:27
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The book was prophetic.
The author subsequently expressed regret over using the word jihad in his title since it specifically implicated one of the threats as being an Arab problem, not a globally spreading contagion that was then slowly rising in a great many societies. Tribalism is a word better suited to his argument.
At the time when “The End of History” and “The Clash of Civilizations” were being hyped as the opposing books foreseeing the future, this one received far less attention. It was also the only one that saw where the world was heading during a decade when everyone was having too much fun to notice.
Old school honky tonk from way down south. Her most loved song, for those of you who have never heard Kasey Chambers.
One of my favorite covers of one of my favorite songs performed by one of my favorite singers from Australia.
I get periodic emails from people who have “read all of your writing and find it very interesting” and who offer to help me further my career. AI Albert is here to assist me. For a fee.
Block.
It was illegal when I was a kid. You could get busted outside of sold out shows. I watched it happen more than once.
* why I fled the Northwest
Every day, about 14 or 15 times, I mutter, “Imagine if Obama did this.”
As I’ve mentioned before, I’m hoping it’s not a repeat of 1992. I’m not seasonal scum anymore and things have gotten too expensive. I can’t afford to say screw it this fall and run away overseas for an entire winter this time.
One side wants to further draw down the state's Constitutional Budget Reserve. The other side has decided that oil revenues owing to the war-driven surge in barrel prices (which might or might not last) will cover the budgetary gap. Meanwhile Alaska's fiscal crisis remains unresolved yet again.
Still no end in sight.
@alaskawx.bsky.social
I know he's deceived me
Now here's a surprise
I know that he has
There's no MAGA in my eyes
He can't see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles.
Or even yards.
Or feet.
Or inches.
Or Christian. It's all a ruse.
I was just a hair too young and on the opposite coast. I bow in envy.
And this is the fault of Conservatives In Name Only who are also Christians In Name Only. CINO has been the primary acronym for America for the last 20 years.
Unfortunately it will never be returned to the consumers who shouldered the burden of Trump's contempt for the Constitution. The same way we're now paying for the war at the gas pump, and for the same reason. We now have two CINOs: a Congress In Name Only, and a Constitution In Name Only.
Being a high school student in the very early 80s at the height of Journey, Foreigner, and REO Speedwagon would make a grandmother go punk.
I've heard London Calling by the Clash in there, which is a good thing, except it made me realize that it's now a golden oldie and therefore there's no hope of me ever being edgy again like I tried to be in high school when I went punk.
So far I haven't heard Lost in the Supermarket.
Me to my dog: "You're giving me that guilty look. I think you know you're guilty. The experts say dogs don't know when they're guilty, but I don't believe the experts know what they're talking about. I guess that makes me a MAGA."
I lived through 80s music when it was happening. There’s a whole lot of it I honestly don’t need to relive through. Like those two songs for instance.
I did hear I Wanna Be Sedated at Spenard Builders Supply one time though, and it made me so happy that I bought stuff.
On a similar note, on my last night in Santiago I was looking for dinner in the hipster neighborhood where all the restaurants spill onto to the sidewalk and spied one that looked promising, strolled towards it, heard the voice of Morrissey on the outdoor speakers, and just kept right on walking.
Yesterday I was in Home Depot and the sound system played Harden My Heart immediately followed by We Built This City so I walked out the door without buying anything.
Squid Vicious is my new favorite band name ever.
He surfaced in the Epstein Files unfortunately, but reportedly nothing too damning and no evidence of wrongdoing or any knowledge thereof. Just emails about politics. He was a sex-obsessed pervert, but the book is damned funny.
“Thou shalt not take thyself too goddamned seriously.”
The Eleventh Commandment, as conveyed by Paul Krassner
Regardless of the temperature, March will always be the most beautiful month of the year in Interior Alaska. Brilliant sunshine above reflecting on the snow, crystal blue skies, and ever lengthening days. Seven minutes more than yesterday, as the old song goes. Energy surges.
I'll refrain from politics while awaiting details and simply say that I'm thankful no innocent people were killed. Especially children, who were reportedly present. It's heartbreaking to live in a time when armed security guards are needed at houses of worship, but fortunate that they were there.
