The Ragged Edge: November 2010

And so it goes ...

Mission Statement

Back in the day, I considered myself a hairy, wild-eyed, bomb-throwing anarchist. I was never all that but it was cool to think so.

Today, my hair isn't as thick, though I still wear it unfashionably long, and I tend to appreciate a certain amount of order in my life.

I'm mostly interested in (you might even say obsessed with) state and national politics, the First Amendment, the state of print journalism, free expression issues and other things that could fall under the heading of "social justice."

Audio Panton,
Cogito Singularis.
Listen to everything,
think for yourself.

The Ragged Edge

I wrote under this byline during nearly a decade and a half as an editor and publisher of small, usually weekly newspapers in rural Texas.

The column won a few moderately covetous press awards along the way. As a way of preserving some of them (and a few news stories I wrote), I've posted a few in the archives for this site. Anything older than 2007 or tagged "The Ragged Edge" is from that era.

The name of the column came from a cartoon of a frazzled man sitting at a desk piled high with papers, coffee mugs and overflowing ashtrays, staring off into space. It's obvious any coherency of thinking is beyond him. The caption was "standing at the ragged edge of thought ..." and it seemed to include a self-deprecating studiousness. Whatever.

It also comes from the fairly standard newspaper practice of setting the copy on the opinion page justified left ... or, ragged right (thus the url of this effort).

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