Journal of Post-Ralphaelite Thought

Woke up this morning to the news that Fred Rogers (that's Mister Rogers to YOU) died at the age of 74 of cancer. I first saw Mister Rogers Neighborhood when I was a cynical teenager in the late 60's. At the time I was not impressed....it just seemed like more sappy kid programming. It wasn't until I had kids of my own that I became a fan. My oldest son and I watched Mister Rogers almost religiously, which is only fitting, seeing as he was an ordained Presbyterian minister. The beauty of the show was that it never talked down to their audience of children. And it was for children, unlike the pretensiously hip PeeWee's Playhouse. Now I ask you, who would YOU rather have your children spending time with...Fred Rogers or PeeWee Herman? The show addressed issues in children's terms. I can remember several shows dealing with such topics as prejudice, war and other horrors of the adult world. And there was Mister Rogers assuring his young audience that thi...

Another day of ICE in North Texas. I spent the day telecommuting with the sound of automotive mayhem blaring behind me on the PlayStation 2. I now look forward to arising at 5 a.m. to catch a train to my office. Well maybe.

After little or no thought, it is time for the International Brother(and Sister)hood of Post-Ralphaelites to finally get with this Blog thing. Apologies for taking so long to get this together. Thanks to Blogger for making this possible. This was largely inspired by having to stay home because of inclement weather. Gad...it is 20 degrees outside. I realize that to many 20 degrees is no big thing, but this is TEXAS, for pity's sake.