Providing postal service is one of the governmental duties specifically delegated to Congress by the Constitution.

Article I, Section 8, Clause 7: The Congress shall have Power...To establish Post Offices and post Roads.

It's a somewhat humorous anecdote, but tuberculosis is an awful thing. She was struggling to get by while certainly suffering and perhaps slowly and miserably dying. We probably should have given her some money.

Nowhere in the Constitution is it specified that you have to have a law license to sit on the federal judiciary, so there's no reason why Kim Kardashian shouldn't be appointed to fill the next Supreme Court opening.

by Jonathan Turley

Yeah. I knew very little about him. Definitely puts him in a less admirable place. The darkness of his novels was even more lived than I realized.

Already Dead was a particular favorite. He caught the tedious desperation of early 90s Northern California so well.

One of my favorite novelists. And like Cormac McCarthy, another favorite of mine who mostly shunned public appearances and kept a tight grip on his privacy, post-death, the secrets emerge.

She was a great interview.

Yeah, the original is certainly an acquired taste. Only RFK Jr could make it even more so. Then he could take it to the next level by recording an album with Metallica. If they’ll have him.

That could have serious cult music potential.

Ultimate cringe moment for Lou.

I heard Holy Diver at the pet supply store. When I reached the counter, the clerk, about 25, asked if I qualified for the 55 and over discount.

“I remember when this song came out,” I said. “I was in college. There’s no way I couldn’t qualify for 55 and over.”

When did Dio become background music?

I’ve heard London Calling and Rock the Casbah at Fred Meyer (Alaska’s division of Kroger), but I’m still waiting for Lost in the Supermarket. It would fit my grocery mood since I no longer shop happily.

*the cabbie

I need to go back to India just one more time.

I did take a few rickshaw trips for old times sake, as well as in Jodhpur where the streets are too narrow for cars. I had at least two very wild rides. One in Jaisalmer where I found a woman driver (all but unknown) who was fearless and a terrifyingly awesome hop from Sarnath back to Varanasi.

When I returned just before the pandemic, they were all but gone. Oli, the Indian version of Uber, had replaced taxis as the main way to get around. It meant no more arguing over fares and then wondering if cabbie would even take you where you wanted to go, but part of the fun was gone as well.