Even cowgirls get the blues on Detroit's mean streets

Wednesday, July 23, 2025. It's Odin's day . . . Another heat-hammer day in TulseyTown. Blazing sun and strong Southerlies. 100+ indices.

It is impossible for you to go on as you were before, so you must go on as you never have. – Cheryl Strayed

Missed this one … Joanna Macy, visionary teacher and author, died quietly this past Saturday at her home in Berkeley.

Yesterday . . . novelist Tom Robbins was born on this day 1936 in Blowing Rock, North Carolina. And, painter Edward Hopper, (“Nighthawks”) was born in 1882 Nyack, New York.

Today … Fifty-eight years ago tonight, a five day riot began in Detroit after a police raid on an African American club. It is considered one of the catalysts of the militant Black Power movement and initiated the economic collapse of the city. Detroit has yet to fully recover.

It’s the birthdate of detective novelist Raymond Chandler. The author of the wisecracking private eye named Philip Marlowe was born in 1888 Chicago.

“In everything that can be called art there is a quality of redemption. It may be pure tragedy, if it is high tragedy, and it may be pity and irony, and it may be the raucous laughter of the strong man. But down these mean streets a man must go who is not himself mean, who is neither tarnished nor afraid. The detective in this kind of story must be such a man.” – Raymond Chandler.

Things seem a little unstable at the White House. The panic continues … Trump appears to be touching all his greatest hits in an attempt to regain control of the narrative. But the more he protests that he is not connected to the Epstein files, the more he reinforces the idea that he is. – Heather Cox Richardson, in Letters From An American.

Echoing this blog's intent …

It’s not enough to resist what we don’t want; we must generate a new beginning. . Every day, in each of our lives, we can do the new thing, make the next call, refuse to procrastinate at whatever it is. We can let the universe know we mean business. Make new contacts. Reach out in new ways. – Marianne Williamson, Transform, online 7.23.25.

Self-transformation is a continuous process, not a one-time event. Every aspect of your being is in constant transformation: physically from the dna to your behavior as you read this;psychologically as your brain adapts to each moment by moment instant; spiritually: as the universe evolves so do you.You can't hold on to any of it.

“There are two kinds of people in this world: Those who believe there are two kinds of people in this world and those who are smart enough to know better. [That said] There are only two mantras, yum and yuck, mine is yum.” ― Tom Robbins, Still Life with Woodpecker

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