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The MacDowell is very fragile stuff—I tried to keep the phrasing intact while I let the tempo lag, trying to get my shaky hands to settle in to the proper configuration of each chord to be played.

William Butler Yeats — is an interesting guy. Considered one of the pillars of twentieth-century poetry, he was born in —much like our twenty-first-century pop stars who were all born in the s—centuries can be a weirdly illogical dividing line. His poetry is like walking through a dream—he really had a knack. What is our problem? I always knew I was special—and now I have proof. So maybe I had nature on the brain—but then I went to lie down and listen to myself. By doing this I can hear when a particular improv has a sour note or an ugly passage—any awkwardness of execution, beyond the endemic.

These are important for several reasons—one, obviously, it encourages me to continue playing Don Quixote on the keyboard. But I also play them back repeatedly, trying to take note of what I did and why it works and how I might use it in future. You might as well ask me to fly. Anyway, sometimes I listen to myself turned up real loud so I can hear every sound and nuance on the recording, just to make sure I heard everything I did—and whether any background sounds that might ruin the recording show up at high volume.

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Now Claire and I have often joked that the birds outside our windows like to sing along with me at the piano—and it did seem kinda eerie sometimes, but I was too busy to pay attention. Blue Lake:.


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Once I heard them chiming in, I started to play to them, looking around the upper register for stuff they might react to—ultimately, this is less a musical piece and more a dialogue with my avian house-hangers. So I guess I have a fan club—boy, do I feel special. Claire and I have been married thirty-five years today. And as the world has changed quite a bit since August, , so have we—but some things stay the same—I still feel incredibly lucky, Claire still puts up with me, and we are still both happy as clams when we know that our two kids are both fine and dandy.

I feel a little guilty, however, since there is only one Bear—and the rest of male-kind has to make do with less-perfect mates—sorry, fellas. As you will hear, it takes me a minute to get me sea legs underneath me in the first movement. The second movement the slow one, of course is where I make the least mistakes. So, a pretty terrible rendition of one of my favorite pieces of music.

Why, you quite sensibly ask, would I post such a horrible excuse for a performance of a piece I love so much?

I learned to love this piece by listening to it over and over again, incessantly, on an LP re-recording of a wax-cylinder master-recording of Wanda Landowska. I highly recommend giving it a listen, either before, or in place of, my own awkward attempt:.

Back to me—I first came across the sheet music in a library book which I Xeroxed and created my own copy of—years later I would buy a printed copy, which is much easier to sight-read. Or two, that I have succeeded, against all odds, in finding a style that is all my own—which incorporates my failings and what few strengths I may have into a form of music like no other. I hope you all are having as nice a day as I am. So—am I happy as a lark, or am I full of frustration and this is my passive-aggressive way of venting?

They say playing the piano is the equivalent of rowing a boat; playing the violin is the equivalent of lifting weights; and conducting an orchestra is like being in a boxing match—in terms of calories burned, at least. For all I know, music has kept me from wasting away during my sick period—it was the only thing that got me out of bed. O, Joy and Rapture! I noticed that some drawings I was sure I had were no longer showing up on my PC—then I remembered I had some back-up files. Sometimes a person gets lucky. She defined the Democratic Party as the party that is concerned with the people—and she castigated the Republicans as out-of-touch.

How do they demonize immigration in a nation that is built upon an alloyed strength forged in a revered melting-pot? How do they maintain their dog-whistles of division in a nation where our progress is measured in the advancement of freedom and equality? End of speech. So we must not blame Mr. Trump, who simply surfs the wave of public approbation. Fascism seemed reasonable at the time—it had logic and pretend science, and modern folk were all about the logic and science and mechanization back in those days.

Brewer, [Artwork courtesy of the Rijksmuseum Website]. Bacchus and Ariadne, Gerard de Lairesse, c. Paradise, Herri met de Bles, c. Val van Icarus, Hans Bol, Anonymous, c. The main heroes seem to be two US Marines—though without minimizing their heroism, it should be noted that the entire car—British, French, US, whatever—rose as one to beat the crap out of this would-be terrorist.

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It reminds me of the heroes of United Airlines Flight 93, who fought the hijackers and died in the crash, sparing whatever Washington, DC target the terrorists had in mind. It is unhappy that people are prepared for this, but it makes me strangely happy to know that they now are. It is daunting what a lone sicko can accomplish—but it is thrilling to know what a group of right-thinking strangers can do in response. This mess is completely my responsibility. We try to mitigate this with governments and other frameworks for group action—but even these foundations can only influence people en masse to a certain degree.

People will seek out recreational drugs just as they seek out alcoholic beverages. But a weekend spree is an easy and affordable escape from the rigors of the work-week and the number of people who choose to do without it will never be unanimous—criminalization simply complicates things. Collaboration, cooperation,—even democracy—all also run up against the matter of people all being different in many ways.

I heard the debate yesterday during the news reports of the first two women who passed the Rangers Training School requirements.

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As the closet-misogynist debated the moderate-feminist, they both had some confusion about the fact that average men have expected differences from average women, but the best of the best soldiers are exceptional people with above-average abilities, gender notwithstanding. Generalizations about gender roles do not apply when speaking of virtual Supergirls—although, rightly, we ought to take the hint that generalizations about gender all have that flaw to some degree—because we are all different. Thus individuality and human nature are both obstacles to traditional governments and other organizing frameworks—yet they are both strengths as well.

Perhaps our paradigms of organization are at fault. And I feel that we have become sophisticated enough to look at democracy and capitalism, for that matter and start to face that fact—having found systems that outdo more ancients customs is great—but is it the best we can do?

For that matter, can Democracy and Capitalism coexist without one cancelling the other? We see many examples where capitalism has infringed on the democratic process recently—but there are also times when the force of majority rule outdoes the primacy of property. Many conservatives will insist that religion is a bedrock value—in spite of the fact that we are famous for sidelining religion from our governing principles.

This is partly a failure to understand history—in much the same way that conservatives insist that our constitutional guarantee of ownership of flintlock rifles translates into prowling the Wal-Mart with semi-automatic weapons. But it is also a failure to understand religion, as a concept. Most people of faith make the mistake of counting their religion as the truth, while all other religions are, at best, to be tolerated.

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But Truth and Faith are not interchangeable—particularly in the situation where we have allowed for the existence of more than one form of faith. The opposite truth to that premise is that no one religion can be made the legal faith under our government. Basically, we accept that citizens will have whatever faith they may or may not have, but the law will operate separately from any one faith.

Anyone who seriously proposes that America become a Christian nation is as much a threat to our way of life as the Communists were in the s—even more so, since the Commies have had their day and faded away. ISIS would be a better example, come to think of it—both parties wish to transform us into a theocracy. But let me return to collaboration. In science fiction novels, one gets the impression that the human race will expand outward, mimicking our behavior of the exploration era and the pioneering era.

We envision a solar system busy with mining, colonization, exploration, and discovery—our little blue marble, Earth, just a single part of a civilization that calls the Sun its home. We even dream of FTL starships that allow colonization of other stars—a future civilization so vast and varied that imagination can barely envisage its size, never mind its nature. Our gravity well, however, is no small barrier. If humanity is ever going to go beyond Earth, it will have to involve tremendous collaboration.

At this point in modern technology, we will need tremendous collaboration just to survive at all. Where does the motive come from? How do we mobilize our efforts towards the survival of humankind when we have never had to worry about it before? Our systems of government, of commerce, and our cultures have all developed under the mistaken mindset that humanity can do whatever it will—we are slowly coming to grips with the fact that this is no longer true.

Part of our problem is that heretofore we have assumed that the point of life was the afterlife—that we should concentrate on living our own individual lives under the tenets of our faiths because the important part, the afterlife, will be affected by how well we follow the rules while living.