The Champion No One Remembers
His face was swollen, he was bleeding from a broken nose, and both his eyes were almost shut. This doesn’t even take into
Thoughts become things
His face was swollen, he was bleeding from a broken nose, and both his eyes were almost shut. This doesn’t even take into
What is the essence of good writing? There isn’t one “essence” as good writing is simply, well, good writing. The author is
Rome. The very name conjures up images of golden cuirass clad men riding painted horses as they enter the city to the cheers
What have we done? Maybe more precisely, what are we doing? We, especially those of us in the academic world, have allowed
There are times I wish I could go back. For some reason, probably because I grew up there as a kid, I can’t help but want to
I’ve been bemused listening to the venerable Dr. Fauci and those who insist, even defend, his take on the Covid pandemic. He
I’m flabbergasted and flummoxed by a few things regarding the general public’s knowledge of government. Specifically, I’m
“Let the blood of traitors flow. That is the only way to save the country.” Those words were spoken by Jean Paul Marat during
I found myself in the airport with my family trying to work our way through the concourse and out to the parking lot to go
Sometimes when we think of the past we look at it in a prism. We rarely see the figures or times we’re studying for what they