Talking with Orwell…Maybe
I find myself reading Orwell quite a bit. Not so much because of his political stances, although I find his arguments on
Thoughts become things
I find myself reading Orwell quite a bit. Not so much because of his political stances, although I find his arguments on
I’m about to quit—give up and give in. No matter where I look or how far down the road I see, it’s still there. It’s in my
I hate filling out forms. The good news is that with modern word processors most of the most tedious jobs are done: name,
I’ve given a lot of thought to the idea the title of this piece is about. Events in one’s life seem to point to a specific
Should one take any time at all to study the writings of the philosophes, those of the eighteenth century that gave birth to
I wonder what it’s like to be written about so extensively each nuance of your life is seen as important. Every corner, every
It’s a curious thing. As decades and centuries pass by, what was once considered grand, wonderful, stupendous or any other
I’m fascinated by all of the hand wringing over what is taking place in Afghanistan. Further, I’m even more baffled by our
I’m not sure I’ve ever felt this kind of despair before for the nation I live in. Every time I’d see the American flag
Today, August 6th, is the anniversary of the atomic bomb being dropped on Hiroshima, Japan. Over the decades since this