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The former address, "reactionary drivel," was a P. G. Wodehouse gag that few ever understood to be a mildly self-deprecating joke. Drivel, perhaps, but not reactionary. Neither the Red Caps nor the Reds ever got it.
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Dispatches from the Colonial Office
Lawrence's latest book, Dispatches from the Colonial Office, about teaching in a community college, is available, along with Coffee and a Dead Alligator to Go, Don't Forget Your Shoes and Grapes, Lady with a Dead Turtle, Paleo-Hippies at Work and Play, and The Road to Magdalena, from Amazon.com both as a Kindle and as bits of dead tree.
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- Pentecost and Drifting Smoke - poem
- Protest, Defiance, or Maybe a Prayer - photograph ...
- Protest, Defiance, or Maybe a Prayer - poem
- "No Mass till [sic] Futher [sic] Notice" - MePhone...
- The Class of 2020 Has Met Adulthood Already - week...
- "Something Went Wrong" - poem
- Signals from the Stars, or Maybe from Gilligan's I...
- The Most Judgmental Man You will Encounter today -...
- Squirrel with Attitude - MePhone photograph
- But WHY is She Coming 'Round the Mountain? - poem
- Bad Morning, Viet-Nam - poem
- Coloring Inside the Lines - Poem and a MePhone Pho...
- Victory for the Slain, by Hugh Lofting - a brief r...
- Immigration Policies along Beer Can Road - poem
- Conversation with the ‘Possum Who Sees my Garden a...
- Lancaster Bomber Repurposed as a Passenger Plane, ...
- Shakespeare Aboard the Enterprise - weekly column
- Garden Pest - MePhone photograph
- And the Star over Bethlehem - poem
- Always Proofread Your Work - image from the Orwell...
- A Christian Writer Breaks His Silence - poem (and ...
- Anna-Apples in the Merry Month of May
- Creation's Intermittent Rain - poem
- Welcoming a Baby Squash into the World - MePhone P...
- Burning a Vacuum Cleaner - poem
- An Unremarkable MePhone Photograph of a Tree Frog ...
- Fahrenheit, Celsius, and a Non-Sequitur Tree Frog ...
- Crucifix - MePhone Photograph
- The Crucifix on the Wall has no Sount Effects - poem
- An Up-to-Date Darwinian Squeaks, Speaks, Thunders,...
- Scenes Along Beer Can Road - MePhone photographs
- In Isolation on Beer Can Road - weekly column
- The Darwinian Tomato and a Dead Ant - MePhone Phot...
- Elephant Ears - poem
- This is not a Combat Photograph - MePhone photograph
- Death to War Metaphors - poem
- An Incomplete Guide to Magnolia Trees - poem and M...
- Pushkin - MePhone photograph (didn't know MePhones...
- On Transcendent Poetry - poem
- Do Children Really Craft Mines? - MePhone photograph
- A Virus-Free Haircut in Honor of the Governor of T...
- "Live Snakes" - MePhone photograph
- The Unwilling Suspension of Belief - poem
- Illuminated Spider - MePhone Photograph in Monochr...
- Like Far-Out Totally Drug Trippin', Man - poem
- So That's Why Texas Jails Beauticians - weekly column
- Barnes & Noble - and the nice young lady is making...
- Upon Release from Lockdown - poem
- Preacher's Daughter
- A Television Ad for the Virus Time - poem
- In Troibo ad Altare Dei - MePhone Photograph
- Water-Stained Pages in a Missal - poem
- Dole (tm) Banana #4011 - MePhone Photograph
- Magnesium for the Militia Movement - poem
- Once Again Removing First Nations from Their Ances...
- Most of Our Penguins are Scotch-Taped Now - poem
- Where the Santa Fe Depot Used to Be, April 2020, M...
- Small Town in East Texas, 2 May 2020 - MePhone Pho...
- Where's MeeMaw? - poem
- The Last Supper as Takeout - poem
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About This Not-Really Reactionary
- Lawrence Hall, HSG
- Y'r 'umble scrivener knows how to milk cows (altho' he long ago swore to own no livestock larger than dachshunds), build fences, clear brush, and cut firewood. After 18 months in Viet-Nam and Cambodia he worked his way through university as an ambulance driver, nurses' aide, and then LVN. BA in History, University of San Diego, 1976; MEd, Stephen F. Austin State University, 1984; MA in English, Stephen F. Austin State University, 2002. He also taught school, but that makes him a class (no pun) enemy just now. He has been rejected by some of the finest publishing houses in America.
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