Who would have thought my shriveled heart/ Could have recovered greenness? It was gone/ Quite underground; as flowers depart/ To see their mother-root when they have blown;/ Where they together/ All the hard weather/ Dead to the world, keep house unknown. -George Herbert
Friday, July 29, 2011
Self-aggrandizement via hyperlink
I hesitate to do this but a comment I made on NPR's "All Songs Considered" blog made it onto their radio show (and the podcast, which you should subscribe to on itunes, completely independent of any desire to hear this particular show). They asked about songs that make you cry and a lot of people mentioned "What a Wonderful World". I wrote in about how "Do You Know What It Means to Miss New Orleans" reminded me of the storm and all those people from the nursing home they put in the PMAC and they saw fit to include it on the show. In my defense, let me say that I interpreted "cry" pretty liberally and that if I have ever have cried listening to it, it was surely a single, manly tear like one a Native American chief might cry at seeing pollution. Here's the link. Or the blog post. But the best thing to do would be to find it on itunes... or ignore this post altogether
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Ideas create idols; only wonder leads to knowing. - St. Gregory of Nyssa
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