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Rokita takes the wheel of the assclown car
Heavy Ed takes stock of Hoosier pols I noticed Heavy Ed sitting on a bench and apparently reading something on his phone as I rode my bike down the B-Line through Switchyard Park. I pulled up and stopped. “Nice park, huh?” I asked. “Yeah, it is,” Ed said, putting the phone down. “Everybody bitches about…
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The Irony of Obscenity
The author, Kurt Vonnegut, Bill Breeden and Howard Zinn get unstuck in time By James Alexander Thom What is the most obscene four-letter word? No, not that. The one you’re thinking of is natural, God-given, and can be good, and productive. It is necessary. Instead, let’s say, “bomb.” Bombing is evil, unnatural, and destructive. Its…
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The Squirrel Chatterer
The founder of the IU Squirrel Club returns for a visit with friends in Dunn Woods As the late day inched toward dusk, Emily Jones had reason to feel that it had been a very good afternoon. The Indiana University graduate and former IU employee hadn’t been back to Bloomington for more than two years…
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Twilight of the Poplars
The enigmatic past of the IU office building that will soon be no more As Indiana University moves to shutter the doors of the Poplars Building and prepare for its demolition, one thing about the nondescript and flawed building will live on in IU and Bloomington history. Elvis Presley slept here. You can almost envision…
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The naughty secret about computers
🐝 From the Apiary: A Mike Leonard Commentary 🐝 Facebook, Instagram and various social media have been accused of harming young people’s self-esteem, safety and lives and known about the need for moderation from their own studies. Profits over responsibility. Profits over anything and everything. It’s a serious matter, I get it, but teasing and…
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Heavy Ed wonders about democracy
The guy shopping in the produce section annoys me. Long, stringy hair dangling from his balding pate. Rumpled clothes that haven’t taken a tumble in the washing machine for a discernable time. And he’s picking up and examining every kumquat in the produce bin and touching and holding every one, like a man obsessed with…