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One Song, Two Souls

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One Song, Two Souls Meditating on an old song and the difference between the Irish and English expressions of it Morgoth I was recently on a road trip and, as is my custom, decided to take refuge in easy-listening playlists of songs primarily from the 70s and 80s. Nestled between Al Stewartā€™s  Year of The Cat  and The Alan Parsonā€™s Project, I heard a song called  Matchstalk Men And Matchstalk Cats And Dogs  for the first time in decades. Hearing a pleasant but forgotten song again is a small pleasure in life, that moment of ā€œOh, I remember this one!ā€ and the cracking open of associated memories. Yet this version of  Matchstalk Cats and Dogs  felt a little different, slightly unfamiliar and off. It was too folksy, cheerful, and, frankly, too Irish. But perhaps I was mistaken; maybe it had always been this way. I immediately carried out the inevitable Google search and discovered that this version was, in fact, a cover by The Fureys. The Fureys version featur...

All This Furyā€”Is It Really About Trump?

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  All This Furyā€”Is It Really About Trump? Thoughts on women and rage Janice Fiamengo Feminist uproar over Trumpā€™s election was easy to predict, and not long in coming. Within ten days of the election, Clara Jeffery wrote in  Mother Jones  that ā€œ Women are furiousā€”in a Greek mythology sort of way .ā€ Taking examples from TikTok, Jeffery chronicled abundant ā€œsorrow and disbelief and terror, but also incandescent rage,ā€ which many women vowed to exorcise on men: ā€œā€˜ If his ballot was red, his balls stay blue ,ā€™ā€ she quoted one. In  The New York Times , a 16-year-old girl, Naomi Beinart, charted her tumultuous emotions, which included a sense of betrayal because her male classmates had carried on with their lives on the day after the election, seemingly immune to the girlsā€™ all-pervasive gloom and outrage. ā€œ Many of them didnā€™t seem to share our rage, our fear, our despair . We donā€™t even share the same future,ā€ Beinart opined melodramatically. No one with even a minimal a...