…there are no songs with the numbers 103 and 104 in the title.
Korrektiv’s house band ought to get on that.
…there are no songs with the numbers 103 and 104 in the title.
Korrektiv’s house band ought to get on that.
A nod to Kierkegaard and Walker Percy: existentialist tomfoolery, political satire, literary homage, word mongering, a year-round summer reading club, Dylanesque music bits, apocalyptic marianism, poetry, fiction, meta-porn, a prisoner work-release program.
Søren Kierkegaard
Walker Percy
Bob Dylan
Literature & History
Letters from an American
Beau of the Fifth Column
This American Life
The Writer’s Almanac
San Diego Reader
The Stranger
The Inlander
Adoremus
Charlotte was Both
The Onion
From Empty Hands
Ellen Finnigan
America
Commonweal
First Things
National Review
The New Republic
All Manner of Thing
Gerasene Writers Conference
Scrutinies
DarwinCatholic
Catholic and Enjoying It
Bad Catholic
Universalis
Is My Phylactery Showing?
Quotidian Quintilian
En pocas palabras
William Wilson, Guitarist Extraordinaire
Signposts in a Strange Land
Ben Hatke
Daniel Mitsui
Dappled Things
The Fine Delight
Gene Luen Yang
Wiseblood Books
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Have you seen this?
AMDG
Not that in particular, but DT covered it from this angle:
http://dappledthings.org/1148/naming-sin-flannery-oconnors-mark-on-bruce-springsteen/
Also, the Boss notes, “She got to the heart of some part of meanness that she never spelled out, because if she spelled it out you wouldn’t be getting it.”
And I always wondered because these lyrics from “Nebraska” always rang with O’Connor:
“They wanted to know why I did what I did
Well sir I guess there’s just a meanness in this world.”
By the way, Ference writes this:
“One of the photographs was of an eight year-old Springsteen, standing with hands folded in front of the high altar at St. Rose of Lima Catholic Church in Freehold, New Jersey — Springsteen’s first communion picture.
Bruce Springsteen’s relationship with the Catholic Church may have reached its peak on his first communion day. He writes, ‘In the third grade a nun stuffed me in a garbage can under her desk because, she said, that’s where I belonged.'”
I’m pretty sure that nun was Sister Martina. She was no longer a teacher though; by the time I got to St. Rose, she was principal…
JOB
…and now there’s a plaque on that trash can, with your name on it.
If I should live to a hundred and three
Then that would be enough for me
But if I should see a hundred and four
I’m sure I’d want a little more…