Having just posted an extremely cranky comment, I should compensate with something happy. So, , um… here: Jo Walton posted a poem about General MacArthur in Faerie. Because, as she puts it, “If the American Right think they own Churchill, I can definitely write about MacArthur in Faerieland.”
The poem was commissioned as part of her auction for the John M. Ford Memorial Endowment for the Minneapolis public library. She’s got lots of nice things on offer, and it’s a far nobler cause than watching me snap at string theorists, so go take a look, and send them some money, OK?
MacArthur Park is melting in the rain, and I’ll never have that recipe again…