The prime directive of localism as a political and religious commitment is the tending and feeding of one’s own home and the life in which it is situated.

The free version of The Morning Dispatch gives me about all of the news I want in a day. I hardly ever click the links because I’d hit a paywall anyway. But their summaries make me aware of what’s going on, and I can follow up if something piques my interest.

“This is a love letter to generous neighbor Corn.”

Talking head says “apocalyptic beliefs based on biblical prophecy should have no bearing on Middle East policy” and, well, sure, okay, but everyone has an apocalyptic belief nowadays. This is the problem with the supposed “view from nowhere”: it can’t see the nose in front of its face.

A post of mine from three years ago today: “Life within limits”

The penny dropped for me this morning: Indiana removed some wetlands protections a year or so ago. Then I read recently that a huge Amazon data center in northern Indiana is trying to concrete over a wetland on their 1200 acres. Convenient, huh?

Excellent post by Brian Miller on lessons from his father. I truly, truly wish for more men like this today.

This is a good video exploring the geography of Indiana and why it is the smallest of the Great Lakes states. Repeated mispronunciations of place names and even shudder “Hoosier” make me wonder if it’s a AI generated essay instead of one based on individual study. Seriously, mispronouncing Hoosier?

In a few years, when fully automated, unfailingly polite AI customer service is installed, we’ll miss the Soup Nazis of the world.

Outside of work, I try to live according to what I’ve learned from Wendell Berry and Ivan Illich. My preference is for the proven and slow. At work, though, the train is headed straight for me. AI tools are coming this year and I’m already experimenting. Continuing to live the contradiction.