Kevin McFoy Dunn
@kevinmcfoydunn.bsky.social
Footnote-in-waiting (in re v.: music -- https://kevindunn.bandcamp.com/music; scribbling -- https://kevinmcfoydunn.substack.com/) and punter-grade bricoleur.
Political science
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History
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Gavin Newsom Says Democrats Need To Be More 'Normal' If They Want To Win
Though the governor didn't elaborate, he's been a critic of what he calls "woke culture."
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Wrangling Prop 50 was all well, certainly, but otherwise I don't much care for Mr. Social Media Warrior -- however many points he supposedly scores in his mostly jejune parody prangings of the Orangenführer -- because, speaking of his devaluing people, he repeatedly offends in this vein:
Featly done, sir; props! Got kinda a Randy Newman-meets-Liebeslieder-Walzer vibe in the piano realization. ❤️
The value of close reading: Larry Summers edition | Statistical Modeling, Causal Inference, and Social Science
statmodeling.stat.columbia.edu
A remarkably savage beatdown of the said worthy by Columbia U.'s Andrew Gelman. Bracing!
The left was right about Larry Summers all along. Democrats didn't listen - Salon.com
Long before the Epstein scandal, it was clear Summers was a viper. Clinton and Obama simply didn't want to know
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As so often haps with an Andrew O'Hehir piece, this reads to me like my brain contents on the topic transcribed. Quite gratifying that, of all available to rail at, the Epstein implicado he chose to lambast is the one I may hate the most. Now: favor us with a pasquinade on Ken Starr's "Hugs". (HUGS)
I also deployed the first models of the Boss Dr. Rhythm and, for the odd white-noise burst and some goofy tom sounds, the Electro-Harmonix Crash Pad; both figure prominently in "Private Sector". Fun selon le auld-skool.
Ouch -- sorry. Read your later post about the wee kittle reemerging and snuggling up, tho', and that was pleasing to hear of.
Oh, Maestro, that's the model I used for The Judgement of Paris. Takes me back.
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Matter of perspective, I suppose. From my vantage as an emblem-lit analyst manqué, that looks like a veritable jungle gym of Counter-Reformation iconography over which I would love to let eyes and brain clamber for a couple of days.
Does that mean "No Angel"? That putto looks a bit dissolute, IMO.
Stunning, the Grote Markt. To read "Tacos" in the context certainly delivers a frisson, gotta say. Could you tell what was up with the activity at the foot of the Brabofontein? Maintenance? A video shoot? The guy who cut off Druon Antigoon's hand straight-up deserves TikTok love, lol.
Share/Ruly/Delibate : Pubis/Regular/Sample
Wurdz, shawty.
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Liminality, thy name is the ungrasped interim of now (must sound better in the original Tibetan). At this sliver riving All Saints' and All Souls' comes my cross-quarter Substack blurt: Fama's twin sackbuts wind lexicographical alarums, Elno is warned not to abet tyrannic tech, and Yijing is creepy.
Well, you are able still, because -- and I know I'm being a drag, but needs must, sez the involuntarily-retired copy editor -- the river's spelt "Elbe". xo
Golly damn -- disproportionate rage-fugue much? (Love that book, BTW -- reviewed it for a now-defunct free weekly in Atlanta when it first came out.)
ooooo bella
I must finally address the fact that the pitiable decedent highlighted here was supplanted in short order by the newer candidate for ranking MAGAt shahid, that purveyor of sociopolitical vility Kirk. Predictably, per the top post, that essay in Falangista martyrdom too ground to a sludgy halt. Next!
Unparseably monstrous. I look forward to the future in which this trashy, sub-former-Central-Asian-Soviet-satellite's-tinpot-dictator-grade annex is demolished.
In my defense: fox? Chicken? Not obvs? (In the event, maybe not so much. ¡Lo siento!)
Note to the Fox fox: sorry I in the inflatable chicken went right into the bit upon accosting you. Your vulpine mask hid face and muffled voice (& I also input/output-baffled), but I sensed alarm at my out-of-nowhere "I feel assaulted", and I appreciate your taking it (I think?) reasonably calmly.
XPian Left represent ok! (Luke xiii.34, Vulgate.)
18.x.2025: No Kings @ 33.90°N 83.38°W (+/-). L., staging at home pre-event; r., at the demo. Democratic action pneumatic in both theological and mechanical senses!
In my defense: fox? Chicken? Not obvs?
I were remiss in my duty to 17th-c. EngLit did I not note that the b'day of my fave stylist Sir Thomas Browne coincided with No Kings II. Empty your mind with this extract casually-pluck't from his Hydriotaphia, Urne-Buriall, or, A Discourse of the Sepulchrall Urnes lately found in Norfolk [1658].
Note to the Fox fox: sorry I in the inflatable chicken went right into the bit upon accosting you. Your vulpine mask hid face and muffled voice (& I also input/output-baffled), but I sensed alarm at my out-of-nowhere "I feel assaulted", and I appreciate your taking it (I think?) reasonably calmly.
XPian Left represent ok! (Luke xiii.34, Vulgate.)
Happy belated birthday, dear, dear Vanessa! Excelsior!