Posted under American history & captivity & fluff & the body & unhappy endings
I was lounging in bed drinking coffee and reading the paper this morning about Attorney General Eric Holder’s recent announcement that several of the 9/11 masterminds would be put on trial in New York, and learned a startling new fact, courtesy of a New York Timesstory by Mark Mazzetti that was excerpted in The Denver Post: Khalid Sheik Muhammed (“KSM” in National Security shorthand) is only 44 years old! Yegads. He’s younger than the President, but looks about half a generation older. (This photo helps underscore the reasons why so many men shave their beards off when they start turning gray.) I’m sure his attorney will want him to have a makeover before the trial and to dress him in a western-style suit–but my guess is that he’s going to stick with the full-on jihadi look.
I guess living in caves on the Pakistan-Afghanistan border and/or in the U.S. military prison in Guantanamo Bay, Cuba, is a very aging lifestyle. Continue Reading »


Here you see the building that’s just across the parking lots where the Liberal Arts college (including the History department) is located at Baa Ram U. How many of you can boast a stock judging pavillion in your immediate environs? It’s just another charming detail of life on this High Plains Desert–like two feet of snow before Halloween, and then temperatures in November in the 70s. Go figure! (If only there were a rodeo ring there, too–now that would be fun. They do occasionally park some bulls at the Stock Judging Pavillion, usually towards the end of the spring semester.)
Take a look at the boys over here on the right: as Bill says to Jake in The Sun Also Rises:
Jeralyn Merritt at TalkLeft
Well, friends, I’m more than halfway through Season 2 of Mad Men. It is a very absorbing show, probably the most interesting TV show I’ve seen in years (since Sex and the City ended, perhaps?), and the ideal diversion while I’m letting my brand-new high efficiency front-loading washer do most of my laundry chores for me! (Too bad it doesn’t dry and fold my clothes, too, eh? Except, with the retro-look of these front loaders, it makes me feel a bit too much like Betty Draper and her “desperate housewife” friends.)