Tuesday, July 19, 2016

R.I.P., R. J. Reilly

I learned this week that Robert J. "Bob" Reilly (1925-2016) passed away in May.

His chapter on Owen Barfield in Romantic Religion played a key role in my developing understanding of Owen's thought. I would later get to meet him (and Verlyn Flieger and Elizabeth Sewell as well) at a meeting of the Philological Association of the Carolinas.

We recently got back in touch as he and Mary Reilly McCall worked (and I was able to help) to turn his then unpublished books (two novels and a collection of essays) become Kindle books.

We will miss his wise voice.


Melania Channels Michelle


Colbert Informs a Hermit Jon Stewart about Who the Republican Candidate for President Is

The guy whose eyes look like tiny versions of his mouth?” Stewart asks.
“Yes. The guy who looks like an angry creamsicle,” Colbert answers.
“Decomposing jack-o-lantern.”
“Human toupee-hybrid…”
“The guy who wrote, and I quote, ‘Oftentimes, when I was sleeping with one of the top women in the world, I would say to myself, ‘Can you believe what I am getting?’ That guy?”
“Yes. The same guy who said, and I quote, ‘I have black guys counting my money. I hate it. The only guys I want counting my money are short guys who wear yarmulkes all day…”
“By the way, we wear them all night, too.”

Trumpiness

How great was it to have the old Stephen back at least for one night?

Sunday, July 17, 2016

Bill Maher ‘exposes’ how Trump can peel bananas with his feet in hilarious ’25 facts’ send up

My favorites:

Trump: Sometimes, late at night, I worry that my obsessive self-aggrandizement and self-promotion are symptoms of inner weakness and a transparent, childish impulse that everyone can see. vI worry they’re laughing at how obvious it is that I’m an abandoned, frightened child swirling in my black emptiness. But then I tweet sh*t about my poll numbers and I feel better.
Trump: I never actually believed Obama was born in Kenya. Because I thought the name of the country was Kanye.