Ah, the Arts ! Oh, Humanity.
A disturbing trend: Bach at the Burger King If the author's name seems familiar, yes, he is the son of California poet laureat, Dana Gioia, well known author of Can Poetry Matter. The good works have commenced, the voice is a gift, and the acorn don't fall far from the oak. Meanwhile, here on the edge of the world, though there be drought which runs deep and wide, there be dusk, and dawn, and red dirt paths that cannot be denied. And of course there be dragons. A book of essays I highly recommend: I've actually been quoting from this book for a couple of months now here on the outpost, and often in casual conversation. In addition to being a life-long advocate for the land, George is a fine writer, has a keen sense of the sciences, the arts, the land, and of course humanity -- and is imminently quotable. He's an elder, and a sender, and it was a delight to get to know him a little at his home in Gunny a few months ago. Each