Since FPR’s inception in March of 2009, Jason Peters has written a weekly column. Without missing a single week, he has, with his inimitable style, regaled FPR readers with his ruminations on food, sex, culture, community, energy, idiocy, technology, mobility, peak oil, religion, and education. He has challenged us to think more clearly about the way we live, about our need to acknowledge limits, and the sheer goodness of taking a walk. He has explicated significant texts, mocked undergraduate males, and even taken a turn at writing fiction. And who can forget the jokes?
So, next Wednesday, make yourself and your loved ones something good to eat, then sit back with a beer, a martini, or whatever suits your fancy, light a cigar, and re-read some of Jason’s many essays. Then raise a glass to the Bar Jester. He’s taking a much deserved break.
Thanks Jason. FPR wouldn’t be the same without your distinctive voice.
NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! Where will we turn to for our weekly dose of curmudgeonness now?
(In all seriousness, Jason, I didn’t often comment on your posts, but I almost always loved them. Take care, and don’t stay away too long!)
Seconding Russell. I’d have felt presumptuous to have commented on Jason’s essays. Collected, they’d make a fine book to have in one’s collection. So re-read I shall.
Thanks Jason, for all the good porch time.
Sad times. Prof. Peters was a highlight on the Front Porch. Best of luck in the future, Professor.
Sad indeed. Wednesday mornings will be a little dimmer. We shall all have to keep a little Bar Jester in our hearts in his absence. (Of course, step one is probably to eschew admonitions to “keep [x] in our hearts.”)
I was just about to start reading and be a disciple, but it seems I’ve shown up just in time for “sad times.” Next round, then!
Yes, “Idiocy”, a fertile furrow to plow in this extravagantly idiotic age. Peters had a fine mule in this employ. He’s still an asshole, but I mean this in the best way.
Dammit.
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