(Centurion with campaign and Imperial medals. Image courtesy Ermine Street Guard, Copywrite 2010)   “…a Centurion Pilus Prior (First Spear) in command of a cohort would hold a rank equivalent to that of a Lieutenant Colonel, since the number of soldiers under their command is similar. On the other hand, the vast majority of Centurions […]

(Cyborg head. Photo Hemdale Film Corporation).   I hate to beat the drum too hard on this one, but a lot of people are thinking about what is happening to us. Could be be on the verge of something really big?   A pal wrote to me from his government job. He said “I too […]

  I am losing my mind. You probably are too, but it seems we are getting another one.  I am not sure we signed up for this, but that doesn’t seem to matter. I think- at least in the time that I spend doing that activity- that something big is happening to us.   Remember […]

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(Hubrismobile at rest, American Service Center. File Photo)   Virginia’s implacable Department of Motor Vehicles is on my ass, or rather on that of the Hubrismobile, whose fine leather seats are affixed to mine. I could see the back of the yellow inspection tag on the windshield was either a “9” or a “6” backwards, […]

(Mom and Raven, Rector St. John in the background, 2008. Photo Socotra) I looked down at the pool last night around two. Up in the middle of it, again, not out of anxiety. It just feels natural these days. The blue water of Big Pink’s pool was steaming in the night, the water vapor ghostlike […]

(Arlington National Cemetery, 9/11 burial section, September 11th, 2010. Photo Socotra.) It is still before dawn, with just the faint graying of the sky to the east. The light, filtered by the gray skies will be along soon enough. There are a couple chores to do, but for now I will try to sort through […]

(Resting place of CDR Dan Shanower, USN, Arlington, 2010. Photo Socotra) Thinking back, 1968 might stand as the worst year in our collective life as Americans. At least in my time on the planet. There was something going on that we still do not understand back-stage in the nation’s life. The famous malaise that strung […]

No word from the Village, or from our network of agents up there in Michigan, though I did get a note from my sister at midnight, Alaska-time, so the day may have passed without execution of the Secret Plan. I don’t know. I do know that the last week- can it only have been that […]

(Richard Milhouse Nixon in a contemplative moment. Photograph: AFP/Getty Images)   My sister Anook arranged a baby-sitter for Raven today so Mom can get out of the Village for the fall kick-off meeting of the Coterie, her social group.   Mom has been active in a variety of groups in the little city by the […]