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Another Suggestion

13
Oct 2012
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Dappled Things, a little magazine that I think showed up on this blog when Andrew Smith’s work was in it, features another artist that might be familiar.  It’s worth a look.

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You didn’t forget about Belloc did you?

09
Jan 2011
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Here’s a quick quip from Belloc that I recently enjoyed. Explicit Materialism, compared with the other philosophies meeting in man’s Palace of Debate, is like a jolly little self-satisfied dwarf who should be perpetually trying to push his way into the stately ceremonies of a Senate, and as perpetually getting turned out by the officials […]

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