Archive for August, 2026

dreams of el dorado, by hw brand

The American West owed its existence—as an American West—to the federal government. And the federal government owed much of the legitimacy and authority it assumed during the nineteenth century to the American West.

mortal republic: how rome fell into tyranny, by edward jay watts

No republic is eternal. It lives only as long as its citizens want it.

the transmigration of timothy archer, by philip k. dick

What a demented doctrine, that man is born evil; how cruel it is. It’s not found in Judaism; Paul made it up to explain the Crucifixion. To make sense out of Christ’s death, which in fact makes no sense.

we are not animals, by martin rizzo-martinez and valentin lopez

Spanish colonizers, and later their Mexican and American counterparts, drastically underestimated and misinterpreted the depth of complexity and sophistication of Indigenous Californian societies.

reports of puma activity in your area

I had a filthy cold last week and missed two rides, so it was in a snotty and enfeebled state that I gathered Lenny on Monday morning. He reported that there were large predators afoot. By “he reported” I mean that he was snorty and on tiptoes, his eyes on stalks.

His usual demeanour being more of a cocky strut, Pam the trainer allowed as to how there are mountain lions in the area and that he was probably correct in his surmise. We decided to lunge him. He’s extremely left-handed so we’ve been working on his right lead canter. With only minor plunging and leaping for dramatic effect, he gave us beautiful transitions into a steady right lead.

I wish you could have seen him like that, jazzed by the excitement, fit and shiny in his metallic summer coat, arching his neck and flexing his horse abs. His surfer-blond mane standing like flames along his crest. When he’d settled a bit I got on. A hundred or more red-winged blackbirds flew low over us. Lenny stretched down into the bridle, carrying me as if I weighed no more than a feather.

american ghost, by hannah nordhaus

Our children always grow to live in a foreign country

a marriage at sea, by sophie elmhurst

Four children of the same parents do not receive the same parenting.

the forbidden experiment, by roger shattuck

Often we do not grasp what has happened to us until we tell someone else about it.

the invention of nature, by andrea wulf

Humboldt never changed his mind about Berlin, insisting that the city was a ‘little, illiterate, and over-spiteful town’.

aiding and abetting, by muriel spark

Dull people found him amusing. Interesting people thought him desperately dull.