It's been a pleasant weekend with Mom PPA -- as always, when people come to visit, it motivates me to get out and do stuff that I've been neglecting for ages (i.e. visit the High Museum, or actually get out of Atlanta).
Things should return to normalcy here soon enough -- which means, I guess, book reviews, photos of crap around Atlanta, and in-jokey post titles based on old hardcore songs.
In the meantime, though, I should at least mention David Halberstam's death yesterday. He is/was one of those iconic and admirable figures in journalism, which is at least nominally my profession, and as is far too often the case, his death reminded me of how little of his work I've actually read. In the time-honored tradition (cf. Halldor Laxness, Naguib Mahfouz) his death will undoubtedly spur me to start filling in some of the gaps in his body of work.
In the meantime, over at Salon (yes! Salon is still around) there's a collection of some Halberstam quotes on the press that (in my mind, at least) emphasize his character. (link via Sadly, No!)