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HIGH SPIRITS
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EVA
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GOD IS GREAT
The world needs to join ranks against radical Islam and wipe it off the face of the earth. We should start by using tactical nuclear weapons against troop concentrations of ISIS fighters in Iraq and Syria. Killing large numbers of them quickly and efficiently is the only way to stop their momentum and the glamor of their success which attracts adherents.
When the last Pope suggested that Islam was a violent religion his remarks were met by riots around the Islamic world with people calling for the Pope to be beheaded. Tamerlan Tsarnaev, the mastermind of the Boston Marathon bombings, was motivated by his outrage that people called Islam a violent religion.
You cannot reason with such people, you cannot negotiate with them — they inhabit a universe of irrational rage which can only be answered by sure and swift elimination.
I’m convinced that God will welcome these people into Heaven with opens arms and forgiveness, but we need to send them to Heaven as rapidly as we possibly can, to save the lives of countless innocents.
BLANCA NIEVES
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AN ALFRED STIEGLITZ FOR TODAY
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WHAT I’M SPINNING NOW
Just . . . sublime.
WELCOME TO NEW YORK
Via Jae Song . . .
IT’S EPIPHANY NOW
In some traditions, Twelfth Night, the evening of the twelfth day of Christmas, is celebrated on 6 January rather than on 5 January. This makes no sense to me. 6 January is the Feast Of the Epiphany, when Christmastide gives way to Epiphanytide. Why would you celebrate the last day of Christmas on the first day of Epiphany?
Celebrating on the 6th also requires counting the day after Christmas as the first day of Christmas. Christmas is not the first day of Christmas? No, no — it cannot stand.
What’s been lost in all traditions is the custom of having a wild party on Twelfth Night. The holidays are considered over then in our time, people have gone back to work. But the holidays are not over, and people should not be back at work. They should be having wild parties, like the one depicted above by Jan Steen in 1662.
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TWELFTH NIGHT
I’ll be sad to see the lights on the tree go out and Christmas over. It was the best Christmas ever, as all Christmases are — bringing good news that never grows old.
A PICTURE FROM THE ROAD
. . . by Jae Song.
View from outside our motel rooms, Marfa, Texas, Christmas — the edge of the prairie.
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SUBWAY FIRE
. . . New York City, 1915.
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IN THE MONEY
On the last night of his Fabulous Dream Vacation In the American Southwest Jae decided to enter a poker tournament — finished in the money, second place. Oh, those New Year’s collard greens — still working their magic.
We hit the Peppermill afterwards for some belated birthday cake — massive servings of strawberry shortcake — then made a visit to the Jinya Ramen Bar to close out the evening with some reliably delicious Japanese food and draft Sapporo. Living like kings . . .
AND GOD CREATED WOMAN
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THE MARY PLANTATION
. . . near New Orleans.
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