Hot hot hot! Fountain pens? There is no clacking of keyboards in most of the classrooms at one Edinburgh institution. The Mary Erskine School and Stewart’s Melville College, as they are jointly called, house their computers separately. Old-fashioned fountain pens help boost the academic performance and self-esteem of his 1,200 pupils, says principal Bryan Lewis: “The pens improve the quality of work because they force the children to take care, and better work improves self-esteem.” (Whenever my $3 Esterbrook blew ink across my $5 Gant, self-esteem was not the term that usually came to mind).
Birds should blush. Spring returns to Atlanta with skies a shade of blue that experts call royal or Majorelle (you can look it up). To those skies every year return two of the dangdest winged beings on the planet. True, they’re up there the rest of the year, but now you can actually see them. The C5 transport’s enormous fuselage fills nearly your entire field of vision, its wings spreading 222 feet. Buzzing along somewhat closer to the warming earth is a jaunty Waco bi-plane, spry at age 70 and spare with a wingspan of barely 30 feet. Choose between the two? I’d rather have winter.
On second thought, don’t share that with the rest of the class. Professors across the country are outraged to find anonymous students denigrating them on Yik Yak – right there in the classroom. “I have been defamed, my reputation besmirched,” declared one, hiring an attorney. (Her unwanted digital tag is four letters long, the name of a certain green superhero.) Then there are the additional by-products of this new technology: gossip, slander, and an occasional bomb threat. All anonymous.
Seeking Uncle Sam. A once-ubiquitous symbol of Yankee pluck originating in 1865, the old boy hasn’t been seen much lately. A political cartoon in March depicted him as battered and bruised, which seemed sadly fitting. Did the economic crash unbuckle him? Has he gone into Assisted Living? Or is he now simply too white, too male? We can hope for a vigorous reappearance soon.
And that, Your Honor, is the truth. Our friendly neighborhood trust attorney concludes, sadly: “If I had been truly wronged and it meant going to trial, I could not afford to hire one of my partners. And none of my partners could afford to hire me.
This obviously calls for more study. A new study has concluded there are, in fact, too many studies. Other, presumably government-funded findings last year included: “Teens who sleep in get more sleep,” “University rankings influence applicants,” and “Healthier habits lead to weight loss.”
Whence? This plaque appears on Ronald Reagan’s desk in the replica Oval Office of his memorial library in California. A little startling to folks around Atlanta. Many of us grew up hearing the quote (without the travel feature) always ascribed to Robert W. Woodruff, head of Coca-Cola and incidentally a lifelong Democrat. Anybody got an earlier source? A six-pack of Tab to the winner. (Photo from the collection of Kelly McCutchen, The Georgia Public Policy Foundation.)
Modern translation. “There’s no limit to what you can do as long as you don’t care who gets thrown under the bus,” says Rollo, who frequently inscribes this on walls that don’t belong to him.
Quote to Note: “You only live once, but if you work it right, once is enough.” – Joe E. Lewis, 1902 – 1971
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