Dennis E. Powell's View from Mudsock Heights

Dennis E. Powell is crackpot-at-large at Open for Business. Powell was a reporter in New York and elsewhere before moving to Ohio, where he has (mostly) recovered. You can reach him at dep@drippingwithirony.com.

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The Monsters Among Us

By Dennis E. Powell | Aug 17, 2022 at 11:49 AM

As life moves to dotage (and of course anecdotage), and like many people having allowed my recovery from COVID-19 to proceed largely at its own pace, I only now am getting around to mowing.

The Logos of Logos

By Dennis E. Powell | Aug 10, 2022 at 9:43 PM

It hit me like a bolt of lightning last week, as I saw the OPEC logo flash on the television screen. It is, at best, a doodle and not a very good one at that. The thought had been simmering in my mind — “cogitatin’” as an old friend put it years ago — since I first saw the ridiculous NATO logo. This comprises a four-pointed star of the sort drawn by every third-grader, along side the letters “NATO” over the letters “OTAN,” or “NATO” backwards. It does not strike me as something sufficiently sophisticated to characterize as an idea.

At Least the Tests Work

By Dennis E. Powell | Aug 03, 2022 at 9:34 PM

Years ago, though in living memory, a phrase was coined. “Too big to fail” meant an institution is of such significance that the government must bail it out no matter what amount of incompetence, mismanagement, or pure corruption has put it at risk. In the intervening decade or two, the meaning of that phrase (along with the meaning of very nearly everything else) has softened. It’s now “too big to go against,” meaning anything whose shortcomings it would be inconvenient to mention.

A Memory of Paul Sorvino

By Dennis E. Powell | Jul 27, 2022 at 8:44 PM

Paul Sorvino died on Monday at age 83. He was involved in an anecdote that I cherish a little. In some respects it might surprise you.

The Collapse of Truth

By Dennis E. Powell | Jul 20, 2022 at 11:56 PM

Last night I watched an engrossing movie. The Wind Rises was master filmmaker Miyazaki Hayao’s last work (or so he said after its release; there are always rumors of new projects). It is the story of Horikoshi Jiro, the idealistic young engineer who became the chief designer of the famous Mitsubishi A6M, notoriously known as the “Zero,” the most effective Japanese fighter plane of World War II.

Finding Peace and Quiet

By Dennis E. Powell | Jul 13, 2022 at 9:41 PM

There is so much to talk about, almost none of it good. Money that you earned and saved is being effectively squandered by inflation, as those savings lose their value in large measure because the political party in power is made up of idiots and liars. The president, who was a louse before he was insane, doesn’t care about you any more than the reprehensible Donald Trump did, and neither do any of his lefty elitist colleagues.

The Mysteries of Tom Dula

By Dennis E. Powell | Jul 06, 2022 at 9:21 PM

Sixty-four years ago, the number one song in the nation was a simple thing sung by the Kingston Trio. It was called “Tom Dooley.” The performance, coming at the height of the great folk scare of the 1950s and early 60s, began with Bob Shane’s banjo riff, played on a plectrum banjo like — maybe the same as — the one I have upstairs in the banjo locker.

Wilde in the Streets

By Dennis E. Powell | Jun 29, 2022 at 9:58 PM
Circumstances again lead me to a tragically useful quotation from Oscar Wilde: “In America the young are always ready to give to those who are older than themselves the full benefits of their inexperience.” There’s seldom a time when it’s not appropriate, but it has become especially useful amid the screeching among the young (and the old but infantile of wit) following the correctly reasoned decision by the U.S. Supreme Court in the *Dobbs v. Jackson Women’s Health* case

It Was Obvious All Along

By Dennis E. Powell | Jun 22, 2022 at 10:04 PM

It is accurately said that pride goeth before a fall. Please make no mistake: What follows is not written out of pride, nor some desire to say, “See? I told you so.” Quite the opposite. I possess no special gift of prophecy. I have no access to inside information. I guess I have wits enough to survive — made it this far, anyway — but nothing much beyond that. Yet somehow I was able to predict a lot of what has happened in the last year or so.

For Want of a Nail

By Dennis E. Powell | Jun 15, 2022 at 9:24 PM

It wasn’t until yesterday that I realized that the electric bass guitar is an instrument designed so that music-ish sounds can be made by creatures who lack opposable thumbs.

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