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October 23rd, 2003

The Problem of the Postscript

"Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talkin' when I hear the silly things you say. I think somebody better put out the big light, 'cause I can't stand to see you this way"--from Elvis Costello's "Alison"

My law partner is a huge Texas history buff, an all-but-dissertation short of a PhD in the history field. It's therefore not surprising that our firm conference room features numerous prints of drawings of the battle of the Alamo. I've been a number of times to the Alamo itself, in my birthplace San Antonio, where people do seem to reverently stand around the building where a brave but doomed (and arguably tactically unwise) stand by irregular revolutionaries against a superior force of regular army folks resulted in the death of folks on both sides (and the virtual annihilation of one side) as a matter of pretty much predetermined conclusion. But my topic this morning is not "battles in Texas history and soupy previews for rather ridiculous movies being made about them". Instead, I'm thinking back on how one views the train wrecks of one's own personal history. playing the coda with a cheap recorderCollapse )