Day 598

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

I nice solid writing day.  Racquetball in the morning and nothing but writing for the rest of the day, which breaks here and there and time for this:


The scary thing about dangerous men like Rummy is they really believe they're a force for good in the world and nothing will change their thinking on this issue, even blunders so large they'll define who they are forever.  Here's someone who manufactures words the way cold air and moisture manufacture snowflakes, yet his words don't define him so much as his inability to see the irony of what he says about himself and his experiences while at the table of American power and decision making.  Errol Morris ran up the right rabbit hole with this great film.  

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