The Beginning....

The Beginning....
When William Least Heat-Moon toured the country many years ago, his steed, if you will, was a van that he named Ghost Dancing. His journey of America was 13,000 miles. His book is Blue Highways, A Journey Into America. My steed will be a Subaru WRX (traded for an XV Crosstrek). My travels will be, what in the past were called, the blue highways of Virginia. Years ago, maps showed secondary roads in blue. Yes, the ones less traveled.

Tuesday, March 26, 2019

Have You Folks met Mayor Pete? You Should. Read These Two Articles....



An interview by the Guardian.

The latest poll has him in third place.


From the Guardian.

"He is the son of a Maltese immigrant, Christian, contemporary of Mark Zuckerberg at Harvard, Rhodes scholar at Oxford, city mayor before his 30th birthday, Afghanistan war veteran, piano player, polyglot, fan of James Joyce and, now, at the grand old age of 37, would-be first millennial president."

"Buttigieg speaks Arabic, Dari, French, Italian, Maltese, Norwegian and Spanish to greater or lesser extents but has a Midwestern understatement that seems to neutralise Trump-era sneering and anti-intellectualism."

"He goes up to the 14th floor office where John F Kennedy’s inaugural address hangs above his desk, a photo of Buttigieg with Michelle Obama sits on a sideboard, and Winston Churchill’s 12-volume history of the second world war shares the bookshelves with Making Gay History by Eric Marcus. There is also a fragment of blue stone from Buttigieg’s first trip to Iraq as a civilian adviser; he recites the inscription in convincing Arabic, then translates: “‘Not everyone who rides on a horse is a knight.’ I keep it here to remind myself, just because you have an office or a title doesn’t mean much unless you do something with it.”

Edit: He ain't got no bone spurs.


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