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Today at a Glance:
Coffee Chat and Town Hall Meeting with Palm Coast Mayor David Alfin, 8 a.m. aat Panera Bread, 5880 State Rte 100. It’s a free and public event for which you may sign up here. Through the Strategic Action Plan process–that is, the city council’s goals–each council member has prioritized engaging with Palm Coast residents to foster a stronger community connection and ensure that all voices are heard in shaping the future of the city.
Nar-Anon Family Groups offers hope and help for families and friends of addicts through a 12-step program, 6 p.m. at St. Mark by the Sea Lutheran Church, 303 Palm Coast Pkwy NE, Palm Coast, Fellowship Hall Entrance. See the website, www.nar-anon.org, or call (800) 477-6291. Find virtual meetings here.
Notably: There was a time when this space was almost entirely given to notable dates in history–“the history of blood,” mostly, as Edward Gibbon put it, borrowing from Bayle’s idea that “history, properly speaking, is nothing but a list of the crimes and misfortunes of the human race”–and the occasional birthday. Today’s would be Duke Ellington’s, but that’ll be left to the item below. A few days ago I missed an important birthday. We all did. Cynthia Ozick turned 96 on April 17. Like Clint Eastwood, who just finished yet another movie at 92, or is it 93, Ozick has kept writing. I have always known her as old, of her own pen, having once read, and (amazingly, ironically, considering the topic) never forgotten the opening paragraph of her piece on Alfred Chester, the critic, in a New Yorker of 1992, when she was barely of Social Security age. It’s the image of Ozick looking at her reflection in a shop window that’s stayed with me all these years, and that I invariably think of when I see the daily debris of my decrepitude accumulate on my own reflection in the bathroom mirror: “The other day,” Ozick wrote, “I received in the mail a card announcing the retirement of an old friend–not an intimate but an editor with whom, over the years, I have occasionally been entangled, sometimes in rapport, sometimes in antagonism. The news that a man almost exactly my contemporary could be considered ready to retire struck me as one more disconcerting symptom of a progressive un-reality. I say “one more” because there have been so many others. Passing my reflection in a shopwindow, for instance, I am taken by surprise at the sight of a striding woman with white hair: she is still wearing the bangs of her late youth, but there are shocking pockets and trenches in her face; she has a preposterous dewlap; she is no one I can recognize. Or I am struck by a generational pang: the discovery that the most able and arresting intellects currently engaging my attention were little children when I was first possessed by the passions of mind they have brilliantly mastered.” Which evokes a line by Allan Gurganus in one of hos stories: “You really notice your looks only once you’ve lost them.” One’s looks, such as they ever were.
—P.T.
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Rotary’s Fantasy Lights Festival in Palm Coast’s Town Center
Rotary’s Fantasy Lights Festival in Palm Coast’s Town Center
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But all events are mixed in a fusion indistinguishable. What we call Fate is even, heartless, and impartial; not a fiend to kindle bigot flames, nor a philanthropist to espouse the cause of Greece. We may fret, fume, and fight; but the thing called Fate everlastingly sustains an armed neutrality. Yet though all this be so, nevertheless, in our own hearts, we mould the whole world’s hereafters; and in our own hearts we fashion our own gods. Each mortal casts his vote for whom he will to rule the worlds; I have a voice that helps to shape eternity; and my volitions stir the orbits of the furthest suns. In two senses, we are precisely what we worship. Ourselves are Fate.
–From Melville’s White-Jacket (1850).
Pogo says
@Send in the National Guard by John Darkow, Columbia Missourian
Ah yes, “…4 dead in O Hio…”
Nixon was returned to national office by the events in another song by the same band:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F7PxnT5_P5k
Marx was wrong, a tragedy repeated (Trump returned to national office) is still a tragedy; change Miami to Milwaukee
https://www.britannica.com/event/United-States-presidential-election-of-1968/Conventions
In 1968, Nixon, et al, screwed the Paris talks and renewed the Vietnam War for seven more seasons; 2024 it’s “the border” — and Jared’s Gaza ocean resort.
What could go wrong indeed; say hello to President DeSantis, or just as bad
https://www.google.com/search?q=trump+and+desantis+meet
Foresee says
The name of the student shot dead by National Guard and lying dead on the ground is Jeffery Miller. I was at his brother’s house when he was on the phone with his family deciding what clothes he should be laid out in his coffin, jeans or more formal. Thinking about it brings tears to my eyes all these years later.