I love maps. Adore them. I grew up with those crazy folding road maps and now I refuse to download certain map apps for my smartphone because I am afraid I will disappear into such a rabbit hole that my wife and children will give up on me. As Dirty Harry once said, “A man’s got to know his limitations.”
This does not keep me from visiting Frank Jacobs’ “Strange Maps” blog for an occasional scratch of my cartographic itch. I thought this week’s posting on Vatican City might interest our readers. There is a nice discussion of the political and historical tensions over the property itself and the possibility of two patches of the terrain that continue to be of some discussion as to legal authority. Perhaps I’m just a Baptist bumpkin, but these technicalities were quite fascinating to me. The site is well-worth a click when you have a moment.
The Dreadful Christ of Pär Lagerkvist
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The Possibility of Possibility
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