It was in November of 1789 that Benjamin Franklin, perhaps the most prolific spokesmen of all time, penned what was one of his most prophetic observations.
JD Vance’s memoir “Hillbilly Elegy” has been turned into a Netflix movie directed by Ron Howard the competent – but too eager to satisfy the mainstream moviegoer – auteur of such popular films as “Splash” and “Apollo 13,” both starring the crowd-pleasing Tom Hanks.
Pfizer comes to the rescue, or at least their product Viagra does. The small Irish village of Kilcoulin’s Leap, a once famous spa destination and home to the Holy Well, has fallen on hard times.
The title of this article is not unique; I’ve stolen a portion of it from one of the most exotic writers of all time: Englishman Herbert George Wells (1866-1946) – perhaps better known as H. G. Wells.
The magazine “Psychology Today” has defined nostalgia as “sentimentality for the past, typically for a particular period or place with positive associations but sometimes also for the past in general, ‘the good old days of yore.’”
Detective Inspector Joseph Chandler’s (Rupert Penry-Jones) idea of climbing to the top the of the police promotion ladder is to wear Savile Row suits and sip cappuccinos and the occasional whisky at his club.
The phrase “to put lipstick on a pig” means making superficial or cosmetic changes to a product in a futile effort to disguise its fundamental failings.
In conferring financial success on we mortals, the Gods can appear capricious. Why do some persons rise to the pinnacle while others, who seem equally deserving, wallow in mediocrity?
