I read The Quiet American when I was still entirely in love with the romance of South East Asia. Continue reading →

The End-of-Life Handbook recommends using ritual to create meaning. Continue reading →

I woke up haunted by thoughts of Kristen Roupenian’s exquisite short story in the New Yorker, Cat Person, or rather, about the world’s reactions to it. My little corner of the Internet has a whole midrash of commentary about the … Continue reading →

The core idea is sound. According to the author of The Three Languages of Politics, there are three separate buckets of political thinking in the USA: a libertarian bucket, a progressive bucket and a conservative bucket. For each bucket, there … Continue reading →

When Netflix first started their DVD service, we did what everyone else did. We loaded up our queue with classic movies from the old days and started watching stuff we’d always wanted to see but never gotten around to. Then … Continue reading →

I know about all the setbacks and and the successes. I know all the great put downs (Lady Astor: “If I were your wife, I’d put poison in your coffee.” Churchill: “If I were your husband, I’d drink it.”). I know all the speeches. … Continue reading →

Sin is just a manifestation of our Human Propensity to Fuck Things Up. Continue reading →

All of the characters are very moral according to their own particular version of morality. Continue reading →

I love buying books for people who will get pleasure from them Continue reading →

The Road is about a man and a boy. And nothing happens.