Morbid Safetyism
by Catherine Ruth PakalukA morbid obsession with safety jettisons life in order to preserve life. Continue Reading »
A morbid obsession with safety jettisons life in order to preserve life. Continue Reading »
In a regime of automation, the spirited man comes to seem dangerous, “maladaptive,” “a bug in the system.” Continue Reading »
Yoda you seek? Jedi knight you think you are? Icthus on car you want not? In luck you are today.May the Force be with your wedding reception. Still looking for a lightsaber to cut the cake with . . . Meanwhile, Cake Wrecks has your number, O Jedi bride. Alternatively, make the cake yourself. And . . . . Continue Reading »
The Anchoress writes that she has bought, by hook, crook, and little miracle, this beautiful crucifix which I’d featured last week in another eBaywatch. I am beyond delighted that something so beautiful has found such a good home. She’s promised to send me a photograph of it in her . . . . Continue Reading »
Our reader Titus has corrected my erroneous impressions regarding the presence of a sign along I-40, somewhere at the western end of Tennessee, featuring an image of Saint Michael the Archangel. A fanciful traveler at the best of times, I had assumed that there was a truck stop at the bottom of . . . . Continue Reading »
Sometimes, all writers can do is bow their heads in recognition that a description can’t be bettered. Want a flag for your car? Over at this flag store, they say, reasonably enough:Our Christian Car flags are made of durable, knitted polyester and are double sided for longer life. The staff . . . . Continue Reading »
Let it be known, first of all, that my esteemed colleague’s commentary on my driving is based on the experience of one evening’s wandering around in the dark looking for a barbecue restaurant which had closed two hours earlier. I don’t drive all that furiously, as it happens, but I . . . . Continue Reading »
I’ve never had a car statuefor that matter, here in New York, I don’t have a car, which pretty much moots the issue of how much inverted irony my life can stand. But my co-blogger Sally Thomas spends hours and hours in the car, and I’ve finally found the one she needs: St. . . . . Continue Reading »
Car door magnetsget ’em here. I was going to mock these, but, in truth, for a small congregation, where somebody’s personal car has to double as the church car, these could be useful. Slap it on the side, and the transformation is complete: Church Mobile![Rating: . . . . Continue Reading »