Pax Nortona – A Blog by Joel Sax
From the Land of the Lost Blunderbuss
Month: August 2003
Permanence
Posted on August 17, 2003 in Book of Days Reflections
How can we look at anything now and affirm its permanence?
Standing up to Conserva-Bullies
Posted on August 17, 2003 in Citizenship
I only want clowns like this out of office. They want me dead
Questions for Tripp
Posted on August 17, 2003 in Interviews
Tripp of Conjectual Navel Gazers; Jesus in Lint Form requested the first interview of me.
A New Stars and Stripes
Posted on August 17, 2003 in Encounters
The banner, which was patterned loosely after the Stars and Stripes, omitted eight of the stripes and many of the stars. The field of blue was equal in depth to the five stripes, alternately red, white, red, white, red from top to bottom.
Interview by Elkit
Posted on August 17, 2003 in Interviews
I don’t mind when people reading my blog find resonance with issues in their own lives, but I don’t pretend to have a final answer.
News from Camp Granada
Posted on August 16, 2003 in Adolescence Culture Pointers
It’s the fortieth anniversary of the song that Alan Sherman made famous: Hello Muddah, Hello Faddah.
A Full Notebook
Posted on August 16, 2003 in Writing
I keep all my cellulose lovers. They keep my secrets for me and tell me things about myself that I didn’t notice during the writing of them
Why Questions Do Not Get Asked
Posted on August 16, 2003 in Journalists & Pundits Morals & Ethics
It’s too upsetting, for these, to think that we might be flawed and promoting ideals that are evil.
Aftershocks of the Full Moon
Posted on August 15, 2003 in Book of Days Neighborhood
As the darkness grows more full, we will sleep better than we do now.
Arnold’s Charity 2
Posted on August 15, 2003 in Gray Davis Recall Morals & Ethics
So, Arnold, where’s the renunciation of your films? Where are your demands to suppress your oeuvre of violence? Why did you make a Terminator 3 if you are a “peace-loving guy”?
How Atlas Got the Power to Shrug
Posted on August 15, 2003 in Class Prose Arcana
In the beginning was a “me” and this me persuaded other people to make shovels and, starting at the river, dig canals and ditches.
