One of the newest functions downloaded to my Mac dashboard is an egg timer widget. It’s become a necessity since the 2007 election season kicked off just after Labor Day.
It was an extremely sad moment akin to losing the family pet. A large glass of water—obnoxiously big, according to my girlfriend—tipped from its resting place on my bedroom desk and poured its contents all over my six-month-old MacBook.
We’re standing on a perfectly groomed Folsom Field during a gorgeous late summer Friday afternoon. There are no players to be found, the stands are empty and there isn’t a football anywhere in sight.
What do you hear when you play the Prince song, “Let’s Go Crazy?” Perhaps it’s a standard Twin-Cities-soul-inspired, Purple Rain-era groove with plenty of synthesized wizardry and gospel chord changes. Me, I hear the sound of liberty dying.