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MAGAmerica: the Grandiose, the Gargantuan, and the Grotesque
type: item
creator: Ellen B
date: 2026-05-22T15:08:36Z
subject: Architecture and Design
subject: General
subject: History
subject: Politics
subject: Society at Large
subject: Lincoln Memorial
subject: MAGAmerica
subject: Oval Office
subject: Trump
subject: vandalism
subject: White House
description: “Trump announces planned DC site for sculpture garden / Raises questions on congressional approval needs.” Dan Diamond, Washington Post, 16 May 2026 Donald Trump didn’t so much win the election for President as he did—from his point of view—acquire the United States of America for the Trump Organization. Trump’s Supreme Court of the United States… The post MAGAmerica: the Grandiose, the Gargantuan, and the Grotesque appeared first on LNB Associates.
encoded: “Trump announces planned DC site for sculpture garden / Raises questions on congressional approval needs.” Dan Diamond, Washington Post, 16 May 2026 Garden of Heroes Donald Trump didn’t so much win the election for President as he did—from his point of view—acquire the United States of America for the Trump Organization. Trump’s Supreme Court of the United States He ensured that our laws only to serve his personal agenda by loading the Supreme Court with justices intent on pursuing a reactionary right-wing political agenda. He bullied the Republican party into lickspittle submission. He sees government property in the District of Columbia as his exclusive domain, and the ruin of its historic and symbolic structures as part of his revision of American history. Trump’s Destruction of Historic Buildings Trump Development He is, after all, as he points out, “a developer.” “Developing properties is what I do,” he proclaims, as though developing our nation and its constitution into an instrument for personal aggrandizement and criminal enterprise is somehow fulfillment of his oath to “faithfully execute the Office of President of the United States” and “preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States.”\ Trump’s Promises That is not what he said he’d do as POTUS. He said he would reduce inflation, bring down the price of gasoline, secure our borders against “the worst of the worst,” end current conflicts and keep us out of wars in the future. Having persuaded a majority of voters to elect him—and abetted by the Electoral College—he has increased inflation through tariffs; increased the cost of gasoline by 50% in the last two months; set his Gestapo on decent, hardworking, law-abiding residents of our communities; initiated attacks around the world; and committed our treasure and military blood to Israel’s hostility toward the Iran and the Muslim Middle East. Trump’s Throne Room “What Are Those Gold Medallions Trump Keeps Adding to the Oval Office?” How d…

Lisboa 5: A Glance Back
type: item
creator: Ellen B
date: 2026-02-03T21:47:12Z
subject: Europe
subject: Travel
subject: Alfamas
subject: Baixa
subject: Eiffel's Tower
subject: Imprensa
subject: Lisbon
subject: Pena
subject: Portugal
subject: Santa Justa Lift
subject: Sapateiros
subject: Sintra
description: The mark of successful travel—for me—is only superficially the reluctance to return home. In a more melancholic sense, it is the inventory of what I could have done, should have done, and plan to do should the opportunity every arise. Not that there weren’t pleasures in abundance. Improve Research Before Booking It could have derailed… The post Lisboa 5: A Glance Back appeared first on LNB Associates.
encoded: The mark of successful travel—for me—is only superficially the reluctance to return home. In a more melancholic sense, it is the inventory of what I could have done, should have done, and plan to do should the opportunity every arise. Not that there weren’t pleasures in abundance. Improve Research Before Booking Santa Justa Lift aka Eiffel’s Tower is closed It could have derailed my plans: the most significant art and cultural institutions in Lisbon are closed for repairs, upgrades and expansions from 2025 through 2026. Both state and private art museums, and historic sites. Oh, and the funicular isn’t running for the time being, either. street lamp and my window Then there is the matter of choosing a hotel. I am included to frugality and directionally challenged, so assessing location is a huge challenge in an unfamiliar place. Word to the wise: it’s a bad idea to guarantee the room on Booking.com (otherwise quite a useful site) to get a discount. Just don’t. There are a hundred and one reasons why plans might change and the investment is a total loss. On a related topic, read every confirmation email carefully, top to bottom: for airfare, taxis, and hotels. You never know when there will be a vital bit of information—such as a six-digit security-pad number that must be followed by the pound sign in order to get into the building. Just sayin.’ Improve Research before Day Trips Pena Castle from below Day trips require every bit as much investigation as the primary focus of the vacation. Just find the right train and get on it, right? Maybe not. a room for the public at Sintra The pages for Sintra in the DK Lisbon guide referred to “parks,” “quiet walks,” and “buses.” Those things exist, but the terrain outside of the town center could intimidate experienced trekkers. The buses are on-and-off jitneys and they only transport to palaces and historic houses other than a car. Then there is the problem of timed entries. Beware of personal limitations. Forgoing the tour, I…

Lisboa 4: Alfama’s Heights
type: item
creator: Ellen B
date: 2026-01-31T20:48:21Z
subject: Architecture and Design
subject: Europe
subject: General
subject: History
subject: Travel
subject: Fado
subject: Inquisition
subject: Lisbon
subject: lnwyd
subject: Panteão Nacional
subject: Portugal
subject: Santo António da Sé
subject: Sé
subject: Tagus
description: A slow stroll across Praça do Comércio, a breath of damp air off the River Tagus, a coffee and a croissant were prelude to the ascent. I climbed first to the Romanesque gloom of Sé and its jewel-box neighbor, Santo António da Sé, then descended to the Museu do Fado where comfortable chairs and recordings of… The post Lisboa 4: Alfama’s Heights appeared first on LNB Associates.
encoded: Sé – the nave from above A slow stroll across Praça do Comércio, a breath of damp air off the River Tagus, a coffee and a croissant were prelude to the ascent. I climbed first to the Romanesque gloom of Sé and its jewel-box neighbor, Santo António da Sé, then descended to the Museu do Fado where comfortable chairs and recordings of Fado songs eased my joints and touched my soul. Panteão Nacional street in Alfamas The church of Santa Engrácia, better known as the Panteão Nacional, seemed nearby. Google Maps now tells me it’s 550 meters and about ten minutes distant, with a rise of 35 meters. If I did the math correctly—and I wouldn’t rely on that—the slope of that walk is about 65 degrees. My route involved several detours and lasted a bit more than ten minutes. That calculated uphill of 65 degrees? That’s what it felt like. Santa Engrácia Panteão Nacional Now a monument to political, military, and cultural heroes, the church was enjoined around 1568 by the Infanta Maria of Portugal, daughter of King Manuel I. “Manueline” remains a description of that era and its architecture. Construction did not go smoothly. A storm took most of the rising church down in 1681. A new architect, João Antunes, took over, creating a different, classicizing design based on the Greek Cross. When Antunes died in 1712, King João V focused his attention and funding elsewhere. Work slowed. The building, complete up to the royal cornice, withstood the massive earthquake of 1755 and a couple of years later was closed up with a wooden roof. Other Uses For a while, the project remained under the purview of the Franciscans. With the dissolution of the monasteries in 1834, the Ministry of War took over the unfinished church and ceded it to the Directorate-General of Artillery, who used it as a warehouse for scrap metal and foundry items. For a while it was an arsenal. During World War I it was dedicated to the manufacture of footwear for the Portuguese army, In 1916, the Church of Santa Engrácia w…

Lisboa 3: Sintra
type: item
creator: Ellen B
date: 2026-01-27T00:21:58Z
subject: Architecture and Design
subject: Europe
subject: General
subject: History
subject: Travel
subject: visual arts
subject: António de Oliveira Salazar
subject: Carnation Revolution
subject: Estado Novo
subject: navigante occasional
subject: pastéis de nata
subject: Pena
subject: Portugal
subject: Rossio
subject: Sintra
description: My research on Sintra was inadequate. I knew the train ran from Rossio and that my navigante occasional card would zap me there. I would find a stellar collection of historic sites and walking trails to explore. Buses run from the center of Sintra to distant palaces. But the geography? And distances? Yeah. Bombed on… The post Lisboa 3: Sintra appeared first on LNB Associates.
encoded: pequeno-almoço My research on Sintra was inadequate. I knew the train ran from Rossio and that my navigante occasional card would zap me there. I would find a stellar collection of historic sites and walking trails to explore. Buses run from the center of Sintra to distant palaces. But the geography? And distances? Yeah. Bombed on that homework assignment The Depot Rossio station Walked past Rossio train station after my pequeno-almoço of gooey, fresh-from-the-oven pastéis de nata, and a cappuccino, at Castro on Rua Aurea. I had noticed the Art Nouveau flavored façade of the station, just didn’t recognize it as portal to transportation. Turned around when I realized I’d wandered beyond 1̊ de Dezembro up Avenida da República. I love trains. I love all forms of public transportation. Lisbon makes getting about convenient and inexpensive that way. The forty-five minute ride to Sintra cost something like $2.35. Orientation model of the palace As I dodged the horde flogging brochures and tours to us day-trippers, I wondered where exactly the Palácio Nacional de Sintra was. GPS claimed it was a seventeen-minute walk. Deciding to conserve my strength, I popped €13.50 for the “Hop-on Hop-off” bus that went to “all palaces and castles.” Should have taken the time to read the map. Of course, it wasn’t really a map, just a diagram, a couple of circles with drawings of the palaces on the tours. Nor did I sort out what direction the buses starting their tours were headed. If I had, I would have taken the Green Line 435 not the Yellow Line 434. Green 435 would have started in the historic center of Sintra at the National Palace. Yellow 434 went the opposite direction and followed a terrifying route of hairpin turns and scant side clearance before arriving at the Moorish Castle, the first stop. Palácio Nacional de Pena the palace at Pena Pena seemed interesting. It’s quite the gaudy residence, but a tour of the interior must be guided and requires a timed ticket. The next availabl…

Lisboa 2: The Beauty and the Shame
type: item
creator: Ellen B
date: 2026-01-26T17:05:33Z
subject: Architecture and Design
subject: Europe
subject: General
subject: History
subject: Indigenous Peoples
subject: Politics
subject: Travel
subject: visual arts
subject: Brazil
subject: Gulbenkian
subject: ICE
subject: Lisbon
subject: Minneapolis
subject: Portugal
subject: slavery
description: I left the Gulbenkian Foundation astonished, moved, and thoroughly ashamed of what my country has become politically, morally, and culturally. The art I saw returned me to the politics that I had hoped, to some degree, to ignore for a few days. When I was there, though, US Immigration and Customs Enforcement–ICE–had only murdered one… The post Lisboa 2: The Beauty and the Shame appeared first on LNB Associates.
encoded: I left the Gulbenkian Foundation astonished, moved, and thoroughly ashamed of what my country has become politically, morally, and culturally. The art I saw returned me to the politics that I had hoped, to some degree, to ignore for a few days. When I was there, though, US Immigration and Customs Enforcement–ICE–had only murdered one innocent in Minneapolis. Now they have murdered two. Fundação Calouste Gulbenkian The CAM Two structures nestle in the embrace of a landscape of trees and shrubs, walkways and waterways, groves and glades. Benches invite moments of solitude and the intimacy of conversation. CAM (Centro Arte Moderna) is a swooping building with soaring ceilings easily reconfigured to accommodate changing installations. The museum, library, performance and administrative areas spread out in a building across the campus. Complexo Brasil In the Garden The museum is closed until July 2026 for improvements and expansion. In the meantime, temporary exhibitions fill a spacious gallery. “Complex Brazil,” as curators José Miguel Wisnik, Milena Britto and Guilherme Wisnik write, …Brazil (which is made up of many Brazils) is the complex result of colonial actions of great proportions and consequences in which Portugal dragged parts of Africa to America and took this immense indigenous land for itself. What has been termed ‘discovery’ was an act of force that conceals this traumatic origin. The exhibition aims to reveal the concealment of these Brazils and to offer the Portuguese and Brazilians, from a position of shared responsibility, the prospect of a reciprocal revealing… We embrace the country as a powerful racial and cultural mosaic: a complex mix of biomes, ethnicities, cultures, times, logic, languages, religions and economic processes. We affirm one of Brazil’s strengths: the power of inclusion, that is, of a relationship with the world in which nothing is excluded… We stress the aesthetic and political revival of indigenous and black creators and thinkers.…

Lisboa 1: Getting Started
type: item
creator: Ellen B
date: 2026-01-24T21:29:21Z
subject: Europe
subject: General
subject: Travel
subject: Boston Logan Airport
subject: Golpe
subject: Humberto Delgado Airport
subject: Imprensa
subject: Lisbon
subject: Portugal
subject: Rua de São Nicolau
subject: Rua Horta Seca
subject: Sapateiros
subject: Uber
description: I had prepared carefully. I had my DK Lisbon guide, my lists and agenda, and my My Maps print-outs of where I thought I might go. I packed thoughtfully and even included an F adapter for my electronics. Two, in fact, to be on the safe side. And so many cords. The Uber was prompt.… The post Lisboa 1: Getting Started appeared first on LNB Associates.
encoded: I had prepared carefully. I had my DK Lisbon guide, my lists and agenda, and my My Maps print-outs of where I thought I might go. I packed thoughtfully and even included an F adapter for my electronics. Two, in fact, to be on the safe side. And so many cords. The Uber was prompt. Logan Airport in Boston turned out not to be the epicenter of chaos. Humberto Delgado Airport A little over six hours after take-off we disembarked and started the trek to passport control; the officers there didn’t seem much pleased to see us. Another hike and we arrived at the baggage area, where Carousel 13 was the most distant. Boston luggage was slow arriving and I worried that I was running late. Douglas, my driver, might be gone. Tick-tock, tick-tock. Anxiety is distracting. Traveling solo means there’s no designated supervisor of possessions. When my suitcase was disgorged onto the conveyor belt, I leapt to grab it and was off through Customs to Arrivals. Found Douglas—he totally looks like a Douglas, young and handsome—and panic! I had left my computer case with the brand-spanking-new tablet and all my carefully organized notes, my cords and plugs, books and Kindle, on the bench where I had been sitting. Panic Douglas hung in with me as my agitation spiraled. No one seemed concerned, only adamant that I could not, under any circumstances, go back into the luggage area to search around carousel 13. “Go to the Polícia,” someone finally said. The Polícia weren’t particularly helpful. A young officer suggested I was being discourteous and demanding in my moment of need. I groveled my apologies, and they agreed—grudgingly—to take a look. I sent Douglas on his way and waited for the longest twenty minutes of my life. They found the bag and dispatched me to Customs to retrieve it. Back to Customs But I couldn’t get back to Customs? I went up escalators, down stairs, and all around. But you can’t just walk back up the ramp that arriving passengers use to get out of Customs into Arrivals. I…

Christmas Letter 2025
type: item
creator: Ellen B
date: 2025-12-12T16:44:45Z
subject: Boston
subject: Family
subject: Friends
subject: General
subject: Holidays
subject: Loss
subject: Pets
subject: Writing
subject: Baltimore
subject: Cape Cod
subject: Christmas
subject: From The Depths
subject: Gary Horn
subject: ggraythorn
subject: Jane Hirshfield
subject: lnwyd
subject: Maryland
description: With the odd nip and tuck, here’s what went out in red envelopes this year. The Annual Greeting I was gonna be granny of the groom! Miles and Holly were to wed on September 6, and I had been holding the date since forever. The couple’s color palette was green with a touch of orange… The post Christmas Letter 2025 appeared first on LNB Associates.
encoded: With the odd nip and tuck, here’s what went out in red envelopes this year. The Annual Greeting I was gonna be granny of the groom! Miles and Holly were to wed on September 6, and I had been holding the date since forever. The couple’s color palette was green with a touch of orange and dress code was “floral formal.” I started shopping. When I couldn’t decide between two lovely dresses, I bought both. A gorgeous, hand-painted scarf found on Etsy came all the way from Romania. Fantastic footwear, too: pale pink Keds, styled like Mary Janes, with crystals on the toes. I reserved my room at the wedding venue, booked airfare, rented a car. Ping was set for doggie sleep-away. It was all systems go until it wasn’t. August 24 I was feeling pretty crappy, and my cousin Helen texted me that there was Covid in the nursing facility where she and I had been visiting her father. My test was positive. Cancel the hair appointment and kennel. Cancel travel plans. Cancel it all. The “I do’s” were vowed without me and I was crushed to miss them. Now I need somewhere to wear my dresses and sparkling shoes. Loss Happens This year as in the past, joys are the silver lining of sorrows. our front door from the hallway My brother Jim died May 2 from a stroke at the age of 69. Many of you know that Jim had separated himself from various of his friends and family—myself among them. The gathering, however, was a chance to reconnect with wonderful people, many of whom I hadn’t seen since the 1970s. His sons hosted us at a church in Ashfield, Massachusetts, the town he once called home. Songs and remembrances celebrated that often inexplicable—and always loved—man. Which brings me back to Helen’s father. Ping and I spent Christmas 2024 with that family and it was a hoot. 2025 had barely begun, though, when David called me from a hospital. He had thyroid cancer. The prognosis was grim and the next eight months was a rollercoaster of hope and discouragement. His Helen, her brother Calvin, and Dav…

Threads Pulled from My Tapestry: For Leslie
type: item
creator: Ellen B
date: 2025-10-31T20:18:24Z
subject: Changes
subject: Friends
subject: General
subject: Loss
subject: Memory
subject: Time Passes
subject: Deerfield Academy
subject: Emma Willard
subject: harlequin
subject: madeleine
subject: Picasso
subject: pierrot
subject: Proust
subject: Star Trek
description: In 1921, Pablo Picasso (1881-1973)—and the world at large it seemed—was at a turning point. The devastation of World War I had hollowed a generation of artists, of painters and sculptors, poets and musicians. Picasso himself turned forty, a moment when many pause, look at that glass and decide whether it is half-full or on… The post Threads Pulled from My Tapestry: For Leslie appeared first on LNB Associates.
encoded: In 1921, Pablo Picasso (1881-1973)—and the world at large it seemed—was at a turning point. The devastation of World War I had hollowed a generation of artists, of painters and sculptors, poets and musicians. Picasso himself turned forty, a moment when many pause, look at that glass and decide whether it is half-full or on its way to empty. It was that year he painted Three Musicians, a cubist composition featuring characters from the Italian commedia dell-arte who had been an irregular but important feature of his art for the previous twenty years. Three Musicians The musicians include portraits of the Jewish painter and writer Max Jacob (1876-1944), the cowled monk at the right, gone from Picasso’s life into a monastery. Jacob had converted to Catholicism in 1915 and in 1918 moved to live as an oblate of unclear commitment to the Benedictine monastery in Saint-Benoît-sur-Loire, France. On the left is the poet Guillaume Apollinaire (1880-1918) as melancholic Pierrot. Apollinaire had suffered terrible headwounds at the Front; in his fragile state, he succumbed in the flu pandemic of 1918. Three Musicians Between the two is Picasso, himself, the flamboyant Harlequin, an alter-ego that was the yin to the minotaur’s yang in his iconography. The dog that sits below Pierrot’s chair is, then both a symbol of friendship (fido) and of death (Cerberus). In its classicizing structure and traditional subject, the painting is an ode to things past. In particular, it is a celebration of lasting friendship as well as a glance back to Picasso’s youth, apparently irretrievably gone. He was then a married man, an artist of stature, a Parisian bourgeois living a life of social privilege. The art historian Theodore Reff calls this painting an elegy for Picasso’s “lost bohemian youth, for freedom of the Bateau-Lavoir days and the gaiety of Apollinaire and Jacob.” (quoted in Kenneth Silver, Esprit de Corps, p. 314) In Remembrance of Things Past Marcel Proust (1871-1922) wrote in 1913 ho…

Christmas Books: Sometimes It’s Right
type: item
creator: Ellen B
date: 2025-09-25T19:18:26Z
subject: Books for Children
subject: Family
subject: Friends
subject: General
subject: Holidays
subject: bookstore
subject: Brinton Turkle
subject: Christmas
subject: Dino-Songs
subject: Don Cooper
subject: MC Hollings
subject: Mercer Mayer
subject: pteranodon
subject: Zetta Elliott
description: I have been giving books to the young ones in my circle since the late 1970s. Around that time my sister adopted a two-year-old girl. A brother fathered his first son. The older child of an English friend appeared on the auspicious date of April 1, 1977. Keeping Track For years, buying those gifts was… The post Christmas Books: Sometimes It’s Right appeared first on LNB Associates.
encoded: I have been giving books to the young ones in my circle since the late 1970s. Around that time my sister adopted a two-year-old girl. A brother fathered his first son. The older child of an English friend appeared on the auspicious date of April 1, 1977. Keeping Track Christmas morning For years, buying those gifts was my favorite annual activity. I kept list of what I gave to whom and when. I’d spend the best part of a day in my bookstore of choice, hunched over a child’s table and a stack of books. First I had to read them all; then I had to allocate them to appropriate recipients; finally I had to double check and make a book hadn’t already been given to an older sibling. In my mind’s eye I saw a bookshelf in each house filled with my gifts. My process—and especially those lists—got a lot of attention. All kinds of people stopped and asked questions. Some even asked for recommendations. Of course, book stores are friendly places full of people eager to share. Success is not a Given There are no guarantees that such gifts will be well received or read, let alone enjoyed. But every now and then, they are. Robert, the English lad, was so enraptured with Thy Friend Obadiah by Brinton Turkle (Robert was about three at the time) that he pestered his mother incessantly to read it to him. Finally, in self-defense, Sami got a tape recorder (this was the age of cassettes), recorded herself reading Thy Friend, and taught Robert how to start, stop, and rewind the tapes. It was an analog age and MP3 players, smart phones, and the like were still more than thirty years in the future. The night before Robert’s wedding in 2010, my husband Dan and I joined them for family dinner. As we lingered over Sami’s utterly splendid spread and her husband Stephen’s excellent choice of wines, talk turned nostalgic. Among other things, both Robert and his sister Tali remembered their favorite books among those I had sent. For Robert, it was Paddle to the Sea by M. C. Hollings. For Tali, it w…

Covid-19 and America’s Health-Care Failure
type: item
creator: Ellen B
date: 2025-08-28T18:51:03Z
subject: General
subject: Health
subject: Society at Large
subject: COVID
subject: health care
subject: insurance
subject: nimbus
subject: paxlovid
subject: Walgreens
description: Covid-19 cases are on the rise again. I know. I—the poster child for vaccinations—have got it. Apparently last June the Center for Disease Control, when it updated its variant tracker, identified it as NB.1.8.1., which they are calling “Nimbus.” It’s not an apt nickname. If feels neither like “a rain cloud” nor “a luminous vapor,… The post Covid-19 and America’s Health-Care Failure appeared first on LNB Associates.
encoded: Covid-19 cases are on the rise again. I know. I—the poster child for vaccinations—have got it. Apparently last June the Center for Disease Control, when it updated its variant tracker, identified it as NB.1.8.1., which they are calling “Nimbus.” It’s not an apt nickname. If feels neither like “a rain cloud” nor “a luminous vapor, cloud, or atmosphere about a god or goddess when on earth.” Contagion I have been spending a lot of time with cousins recently. D is battling anaplastic thyroid cancer; his daughter H doesn’t drive and it has been hard for her to get from the Boston area to the South Shore and Cape Cod. This past Thursday, I collected H and headed out on the Southeast Expressway. On Sunday, knowing that none of the usual suspects would be by to visit, I drove down in the morning. We had a fine visit. He’s been in a rather dark, tatty, faintly malodorous room, shared with another man. Tuesday evening H texted to say the roommate had been diagnosed with Covid and that D has been moved to a different area. I was already feeling raspy and achy, and ordered a couple of Covid tests sent over from my local Walgreens. Despite their claims of immediate service, Walgreens sent them out Wednesday morning around 6:00 am. It’s a good thing each box had two tests. One box was expired. I screwed up the first test in the second box. The other confirmed I was good and sick. It was now the third day following probable infection. And, yes, D has tested positive as well. Finding Treatment supplies and medication I called my physician immediately. It was 11:28 am on Wednesday. Had to leave a message. No response. Called back at 4:02 pm. Got a different person, had to leave a message. Called back today, Thursday, at 7:39 am. Spoke to a woman who seemed to have trouble tracking Dr. F down in the gerontology practice at Beth Israel Lahey. But she took me seriously, said someone would call me back in fifteen minutes. That call arrived at 7:59 am. The prescription would be on its wa…