On a November Sunday, an epic riff on repeat.
i don't do bad sauce passes
NASA
almost home
art blog(derogatory)
we're not kids anymore.
todays bird
Monterey Bay Aquarium

Kiana Khansmith
Sweet Seals For You, Always

@theartofmadeline
$LAYYYTER
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Claire Keane

ellievsbear
Aqua Utopiaď˝ćľˇăŽĺşă§č¨ćśăç´Ąă
RMH

Origami Around

blake kathryn
occasionally subtle
seen from Russia

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Germany

seen from United States
seen from Netherlands
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Bolivia

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United Kingdom

seen from United States

seen from TĂźrkiye

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
@jonerichall
On a November Sunday, an epic riff on repeat.

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
âArt is the way people think best about the world, we think most deeply about the world when weâre engaged in a work of art.â
November 19, 2022, Heather Cox Richardson
For three hot days, from July 1 to July 3, 1863, more than 150,000 soldiers from the armies of the United States of America and the Confederate States of America slashed at each other in the hills and through the fields around Gettysburg, Pennsylvania.
When the battered armies limped out of town after the brutal battle, they left scattered behind them more than seven thousand corpses in a town with fewer than 2500 inhabitants. With the heat of a summer sun beating down, the townspeople had to get the dead soldiers into the ground as quickly as they possibly could, marking the hasty graves with nothing more than pencil on wooden boards.
A local lawyer, David Wills, who had huddled in his cellar with his family and their neighbors during the battle, called for the creation of a national cemetery in the town, where the bodies of the United States soldiers who had died in the battle could be interred with dignity. Officials agreed, and Wills and an organizing committee planned an elaborate dedication ceremony to be held a few weeks after workers began moving remains into the new national cemetery.
They invited state governors, members of Congress, and cabinet members to attend. To deliver the keynote address, they asked prominent orator Edward Everett, who wanted to do such extensive research into the battle that they had to move the ceremony to November 19, a later date than they had first contemplated.
And, almost as an afterthought, they asked President Abraham Lincoln to make a few appropriate remarks. While they probably thought he would not attend, or that if he came he would simply mouth a few platitudes and sit down, President Lincoln had something different in mind.
On November 19, 1863, about fifteen thousand people gathered in Gettysburg for the dedication ceremony. A program of music and prayers preceded Everettâs two-hour oration. Then, after another hymn, Lincoln stood up to speak. Packed in the midst of a sea of frock coats, he began. In his high-pitched voice, speaking slowly, he delivered a two-minute speech that redefined the nation.
âFour score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal,â Lincoln began.
While the southern enslavers who were making war on the United States had stood firm on the Constitution and said that its protection of property rightsâincluding their enslavement of their Black neighborsâ was the heart of the nation, Lincoln tied the country's meaning instead to the Declaration of Independence.
The men who wrote the Declaration considered the âtruthsâ they listed âself-evidentâ: âthat all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.â
But Lincoln had no such confidence. By his time, the idea that all men were created equal was a âproposition,â and Americans of his day were âengaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure.â
Standing near where so many men had died four months before, Lincoln honored âthose who here gave their lives that that nation might live.â But he noted that those âbrave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecratedâ the ground âfar above our poor power to add or detract.â
Instead, â[i]t is for us the living,â Lincoln said, âto be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced.â He urged the men and women in the audience to âtake increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion.â
In November 1863, after more than two years of deadly fighting, Lincoln rallied Americans not just behind the idea of freedom for Black Americans that he had declared the previous January with the Emancipation Proclamation, but alsoâŚ
See remaining post here.
An extraordinary Twitter thread from Gabrielle Blair:
Blairâs thread in 2018 led to her book released this year, Ejaculate Responsibly. That disconcerting feeling is the patriarchy squirming in discomfort. See the full thread here.
Love Disrupt, by Jack White
Recorded in 2016, please forgive my amateur ukulele playing :-)

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
Old Man, by Neil Young
Recorded in 2016 when my dad was still alive. The song carried a lot of meaning, deeper than I was able to admit at the time. He died in 2018. More than four years later and Iâm only now just beginning to be able to put my thoughts of him in a perspective that isnât cloaked in disappointment and dismay. Posted this seems to help.
Dinkâs Song
Recorded in 2016 on my pineapple ukulele, fumbling fingers and all.
#autumnsusk
Say Goodbye, by Beck
Recorded in 2016. Listening back, the song would be well served (along with the one or two who may hear it here) to learn to play the damn song better. Such great lyrics, they carried a lot of meaning for me at the time, as I was downhill (and at times dark) side of saying goodbye to some big things in my life.
Faust and Mephistopheles (c.1877) - August von Kreling
âThrough his infernal contract, Faust is given certain abilitiesâhe can transport himself anywhere in the world instantly, he has access to all knowledge, he can spy on people unseenâbut of course the cost is his soul. What use would he have of Mephistopheles in our century, when Faust could effectively have the same abilities imparted through his smart phone, social media, and the 24-hour convenience of Amazon shipping? âHim will I drag through lifeâs wild waste, /Through scenes of vapid dullness,â Mephistopheles says, and it might as well describe the experience of endlessly perusing Twitter, anesthetizing yourself from calamity to calamity as you doom scroll. âAh, what a sense of your own greatness must/You have,â Faustâs servant Wagner says to him, an apt description of our own ever narcissistic, ever insular perspectives that retreat into microscopic granularity, even while the world burns (though that does provide opportunity for a great Instagram background). Unless Mephistopheles simply remains the animating spirit of modernity as it had emerged in the 19th-century, his goal the promulgation of a utilitarian doctrine that sees both nature and other people as tools in the furthering of the individualâs own desires. âIch bin der Geist der stets verneint!â the demon tells Faust: âI am the spirit of perpetual negation.â
â Mephistopheles in the Anthropocene, by Ed Simon

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
The Show Must Go On, by Leo Sayer
This was Sayerâs first hit, recorded in 1973. Heâd perform the song live as a Pierrot clown, a product of seventeenth century French theatre where he represented the role of naive fool. In the nineteenth century Pierrot clowns became an avatar for post-Revolutionary People, struggling, sometimes tragically, to secure a place in the bourgeoise world.
"Methinks that what they call my shadow here on earth is my true substance. Methinks that in looking at things spiritual, we are too much like oysters observing the sun through the water, and thinking that thick water the thinnest of air. Methinks my body is but the lees of my better being. In fact take away my body who will, take it I say, it is not me."
â Ishmael
Maggieâs Farm, by Bob Dylan
Recorded in 2016. Some funny fumbled finger mishaps on my little uke, but itâs fun to play.
Weariness, 1915 by Ethelbert White Santa Barbara Museum of Art
Night Poem, 1988, Kim Stanley Robinson
From his book The High Sierra: A Love Story
In addition to being a brilliant writer of science and speculative fiction, Robinson has been an avid hiker of the Sierraâs much of his life. In the chapter Moments of Being, he admonishes those who sleep in a tent when hiking in the Sierra, missing out on what he believes is one of its greatest assets, its view of the stars.

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
âPolitics somehow, though in a very changed way, was still connected with freedom, freedom remained connected with exerting rule, and only rulers were deemed free. This is the context in which freedom could become a "good," something to be enjoyed, closely connected with the power of doing as one pleases, either within or beyond the limits of the law. Freedom remained with the "ruling class," and continued to presuppose others being ruled, even though it was no longer the condition but had become the very content of political life. Thus when universal equality appeared as an unavoidable demand for justice for everyone, for a social and political body in which all were free and no one was ruled, it had all the earmarks of a contradiction in terms: within the tradition of political thought the concept of universal equality could only mean that nobody could be free.â
â Hannah Arendt, Thinking Without a Banister, Essays in Understanding, 1953-1975
Santa Paula, California