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What rough beast, indeed.  We're about a month away from that ultimate empty suit, that vapid stuffed shirt, that insipid channeler of t...

I spent nearly the entire day outside. It was gorgeous. Not a cloud in the sky. I have this garden that needs a good deal of work since I ne...

I've been struggling for a good long time on whether or not I cared to blog anymore. Odd as it may seem this blog sitting on a server so...

You would think that one the internet would do would be separate the knuckle draggers from the somewhat more evolved. After all, one has to ...

Somewhere along the lines of fifteen years ago and perhaps more, perhaps 18 years ago, I was approached at my old university about the possi...

Anyone who deals with higher education has heard of MOOCs -- pronounced exactly like the ethnic slur, but spelled differently -- and the con...

I'm putting together a syllabus for 20th Century Southern Literature. I've never been immersed in a heavily concentrated bath of sou...