Mrs Morrison's Hotel

The 100% personal official blog for Patricia Kennealy Morrison, author, Celtic priestess, retired rock critic, wife of Jim

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I was, wait, sorry, that's "David Copperfield". Anyway, I was born in Brooklyn, grew up on Long Island, went to school in upstate NY and came straight back to Manhattan to live. Never lived anywhere else. Never wanted to. Got a job as a rock journalist, in the course of which I met and married a rock star (yeah, yeah, conflict of interest, who cares). Became a priestess in a Celtic Pagan tradition, and (based on sheer longevity) one of the most senior Witches around. Began writing my Keltiad series. Wrote a memoir of my time with my beloved consort (Strange Days: My Life With and Without Jim Morrison). See Favorite Books below for a big announcement...The Rennie Stride Mysteries. "There is no trick or cunning, no art or recipe, by which you can have in your writing that which you do not possess in yourself." ---Walt Whitman (Also @ and

Wednesday, August 05, 2009

Journalism Schooled

Although I'm certainly honestly glad that Laura Ling and Euna Lee, famously "lost" journalists held and sentenced by wacko nation NKorea, are free and home, I have to say I'm really not jazzed with the whole situation from the beginning.

They claim to have been "lost" while driving around and somehow, oh deary me, ended up in NKorea ? So then they're incredibly incompetent.

OR...they tried to sneak in illegally, got caught and promptly started whining for America to ride to the rescue. So then they're not only incompetent but incredibly stupid and arrogant and entitled.

Though I think that 12 years hard labor was WAY out of line, I'm really sick of feckless, reckless Americans thinking that if they break laws in foreign countries (and nasty foreign countries at that), their natural-born American-ness will save them from punishment.

So President Clinton had to go and fetch them back, like a stern dad springing his naughty teenagers from the principal's office. I just hope it doesn't cost us more than a photo op and an ego stroke.


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