Goin’ on Vacation

GOIN’ ON VACATION: My husband and I are attending a friend’s wedding in London this coming weekend, and are making a vacation of it. Periodic updates if interesting things happen.

A Tribute from the School Across the Street

I live across the street from an elementary school in the Chicago Public School system, and I was just aroused from my writing by cheering and clapping and honking of cars on the main street through my neighborhood. I looked out the window and saw a parade of all of the school’s children, by classroom, … More A Tribute from the School Across the Street

John Mccrae and World War I Poets

The poem on Megan’s website, “In Flanders Fields”, is by John McCrae, one of the group of WWI poets that wrote so poignantly about the waste and destruction of war. Siegfried Sassoon, Rupert Brooke and Wilfred Owen are three of the other most renowned WWI poets.

Yo-yo Ma’s Cello Accompaniment

The cello is the most soulful, most personal, most moving musical instrument. Yo-Yo Ma is playing accompaniment to Rudolph Guiliani’s reading of the WTC names, and it’s deeply moving. Reading the names with such intimate accompaniment reminds us of how personal this was and is, and that this is about real people living real, free, … More Yo-yo Ma’s Cello Accompaniment

Market-based Retail Prices Are Crucial For Successful Electricity Restructuring

I have been working on a chapter for a forthcoming book on electricity restructuring, to be published by the Independent Institute. In writing it I wrote some of my most heartfelt arguments for consumer choice and freedom in electricity markets. Retail prices have always played an important role in enabling exchange, and in leading to … More Market-based Retail Prices Are Crucial For Successful Electricity RestructuringMore Market-based Retail Prices Are Crucial For Successful Electricity Restructuring

Another 9/11 Tribute

Megan McArdle has a beautiful poetic tribute on her webpage today.

When I see the city . . . I feel that if a war came to threaten this, I would like to throw myself into space, over the city, and protect these buildings with my body. The Fountainhead, Ayn Rand