I Could Never Sell

Where you find hate, find love, as fire before smoke, or light before shadow. Where could Hate stage a pageant, if the sun had not chosen Something in place of Nothing?  Not for any good reason, either, when there was Nothing.  Just for Something. How could Hate light its pageant if the sun had not [...]

I could have hit the target in a single shot, I now see, in The Magic of Disparagement: You Can Do No Wrong. The rule is simple, and widely practiced.  We only need a good name for it. Before you commit some offense, accuse your intended victim of that offense. Even where the offense you [...]

Daniel Miller has steered his life towards invisibility at every turn.

Notice a yellow box under each post? This is a Groundswell experiment.  New for 2010.  Your vote recommends a post to visitors who come along later, or to yourself on later visits.  Results are on the right, under Most Recommended, showing the 60 posts with the most votes. Caution: What do you suppose happens if [...]

In full-throated tributes they made him gleam again for a day or two, gleam like frosted vodka, and gulped that gleam back down.