Today I visited a rock that's as close as one can get when looking for the foundation stone of the American enterprise. It's old, or at least as old as the British migration to North America: It lay here in... Continue Reading →
Last week's battlegrounds became yesterday's comfort zone, and yesterday's comfort zone can be a prison in disguise.
"She....You know....Takes those pills." The woman lowered her voice, and her eyes skimmed the room nervously as she spoke. Her friend merely shook her head, uncomprehending. "What pills," she asked loudly, placing her mug back on the table. "I don't... Continue Reading →