It comes as no surprise that a man with the middle name “Natchbull” is related to Jane Austen’s best friend. Today is Mr. Justice James Knatchbull Hugessen’s 88th birthday (July 26, 1933). When we spoke on the telephone a moment ago he was evidently in fine form and ready for a fight!
It is hardly possible that I can evoke a colourless affection for plunder when I recall the familiar association of it with matters nautical of which I am generally exceedingly fond. Nonetheless I will say it had in fact occurred to me that plunder may indeed have a less than marauding implication; say for example, the ill-gotten gains of life – those peculiarly rough but always welcome insights that come from mistake, silliness, misadventure, loss or failure. Apart however from that twist or manipulation, I don’t suppose plunder has an altogether favourable caste. Blackbeard the Pirate may have infused the word with the same popular fervour enjoyed by Robin Hood and his merry men.
The expediency of my nightly slumber is forever incalculable. Specifically, the reason why I do or don’t sleep well is untold. Whenever I have a good night’s sleep – such as I did last night – I marvel at what might have been the stimulating cause. It may be nothing more than Nature’s soporific but I preserve the idle projection that it may have been something I ate or drank including the handful of prescription drugs I take routinely throughout the day and to which I add some of the Government of Ontario’s THC/CBD combo. No matter. What’s important – like everything else these days – is that whatever it is, it works; and, that is the sole measure of profit.
While I don’t wish to be anywhere else at the moment, we are nonetheless having to endure a mildly disconcerting state of suspension as we await President Joseph R. Biden, Jr. of the United States of America to announce what we anticipate will be the reciprocal opening of the border to Canadians for non-essential vehicular travel. It is a state of siege until that event occurs; and, for the present we haven’t the sense of commanding our own destiny. Nor have we the assuaging privilege to blame anyone. The pandemic is a blunt instrument of inescapable reality affecting us all.
My late father told me when I was a young man that if I wished to make a point, exaggerate the difference. For example, to highlight the implication of a large or small tire for one’s vehicle, imagine the vehicle with a tire the size of a thimble going over a pothole. Clearly the bigger the tire, the smoother the ride. No doubt there are competing reasons of a different nature for a smaller circumference (radius) but that inquiry doesn’t address this dialectic model. The metaphorical use of black and white extends to any binary expression including for example the predominant political parties (Liberal vs Conservative, Democrat vs Republican) of Canada and the United States of America. In other countries where loyalists compete with anarchists the suspension of distinction is frequently moot; but the competition is invariably real.
An affogato or more traditionally known as “affogato al caffe” (Italian for “drowned”) is an Italian coffee-based dessert. It usually takes the form of a scoop of fior di latte or vanilla gelato or ice cream topped or “drowned” with a shot of hot espresso. Some variations also include a shot of amaretto, Bicerin, Kahlua, or other liqueur (Frangelico).
Though restaurants and cafes in Italy categorize the affogato as a dessert, some restaurants and cafes outside of Italy categorize it as a beverage. Whether a dessert or beverage, restaurants and cafes usually serve the affogato in a tall narrowing glass, allowing the fior di latte, vanilla gelato, or ice cream to melt and combine with espresso into the hollowed space in the bottom of the glass. Occasionally, coconut, berries, honeycomb and multiple flavors of ice cream are added. A biscotto or cookie can also be served and enjoyed alongside this beverage. Affogatos are often enjoyed as a post-meal coffee dessert combo eaten and or drunk with a spoon or straw.
In Italy, it is known as “gelato al fior di latte” with the translation to English “flower of milk”. Typically the ingredients in the ice cream includes dairy, starch, and sugar. It is popular in countries where they dress it with chocolate syrup, cantuccini, or biscotti to provide extra flavors.
There is no possible overstatement of the day! After an uncommonly restful night – and following yesterday’s sudden cold front and violent soaking – we were instinctively drawn to the clarity and freshness of the midsummer azure atmosphere. We cycled what is now our customary 8 Km through the subdivision, past the library and old town hall, over the bridge then along the former rail line to Carss Street and back. The simple exercise did more than expiate guilt; it completed a rhythm of habit. The cheery nature of others was evident too – people walking their dogs or pushing perambulators or completing their own morning constitutional demanded of any day of the year. The town was alive with gusto! Even the polished black limousine parked in front of C. R. Gamble funeral home on Church Street looked strangely gratified.
Our visit today with Louie – the new puppy in town from a manifestly qualified breeder in London, Ontario – highlighted the enormous joy we once had with our own French bulldog. These intelligent creatures instantly capture whatever trace of a saccharin nature that might remotely percolate within us from time to time. Knowing as we do the singular nature of the breed, and seeing the almost statuesque physique of this young male, he is assured to garner human attention throughout his lifetime. Louie’s new home is as well certain to be one in which his every need will be fulfilled. In return it is equally predictable that Louie will constitute a primary element of domestic conviviality.
“Since the King was bent on emancipating himself from the control of Parliament, and since, in such an enterprise, he could not hope for effectual aid at home, it followed that he must look for aid abroad. The power and wealth of the King of France might be equal to the arduous task of establishing absolute monarchy in England. Such an ally would undoubtedly expect substantial proofs of gratitude for such a service. Charles must descend to the rank of a great vassal, and must make peace and war according to the directions of the government which protected him. His relation to Lewis would closely resemble that in which the Rajah of Nagpore and the King of Oude now stand to the British Government. Those princes are bound to aid the East India Company in all hostilities, defensive and offensive, and to have no diplomatic relations but such as the East India Company shall sanction. The Company in return guarantees them against insurrection. As long as they faithfully discharge their obligations to the paramount power, they are permitted to dispose of large revenues, to fill their palaces with beautiful women, to besot themselves in the company of their favourite revellers, and to oppress with impunity any subject who may incur their displeasure. Such a life would be insupportable to a man of high spirit and of powerful understanding. But to Charles, sensual, indolent, unequal to any strong intellectual exertion, and destitute alike of all patriotism and of all sense of personal dignity, the prospect had nothing unpleasing.”
Excerpt From: Thomas Babington Macaulay, “The History of England, from the Accession of James II — Volume 1.”
The Delta variant of COVID-19 – a variant which at least one physician I know has identified as no more exotic than a typical flu virus – has succeeded to prolong what for many was the anticipated recovery from the pandemic. We’re still having to wear masks; the border remains closed for non-essential travel; and the suitability of existing vaccines is once again under analysis. Meanwhile in the more popular sphere the scrimmage continues between what politicians – depending on their bent to the right or to the left – have labelled a philippic of constitutional rights on the one hand and socialism on the other. In either case the only reasonable motive behind these extreme and outlandish postures is to capture electoral votes. The conventionalists oppose regulatory government generally; the liberals mouth the daemonic version of the pandemic while refusing (for fear of estranging the voters) to mandate public vaccination or the imposition of Vaccine Certificates for purposes of travel and public convention. Mockingly people openly travel a mari usque ad mare without a shred of concern expressed by any government. The coin toss has descended to a controversy between (reckless) free market or (anarchist) social imperatives. It appears that nothing short of removal of the politicians from the arena will enable a more pragmatic and evidentiary progress. The crux of the removal is the expiry of election campaigning; that is, the upcoming US presidential primary elections and caucuses or the federal and provincial elections in Canada. How the bulk of society chooses to assess its leaders – as either restrictive or freewheeling – will determine the code of conduct to be adopted or imposed. Until then North American society will have to develop its own assessment of infection and the scheme for return to normal.