Want to Get in the Last Word?This Will Help The French, who insist on saying everything in French, call it “L’espirit de l’escalier,” or “The Wit of the Staircase.” It’s coming up with a perfect comeback to someone after you’ve left the party and are walking down the stairs to go home. We’ve all been there. JustContinue reading “Quick Comebacks Are Hard: I’m Here to Help”
The NY Times reports Trump is seeking to pre-emptively pardon himself and his children. Here’s, according to anonymous sources, how the meeting went down: Trump: So listen. I want to pardon myself for stuff. White House Lawyer: what “stuff,” sir? Trump: Just answer the question. WHL: You didn’t ask a question, sir. Trump: I wannaContinue reading “Breaking: Transcript of Recording Seized During FBI Mar-A-Lago Search Leaked”
There’s a lot of hand-wringing in some precincts, or parishes if you’re in Louisiana, I guess, about Rachel Maddow semi-retiring from her weeknight show on MSNBC. Now, before I begin, I want to make clear I’m not criticizing her per se. Well, I’m not JUST doing that. I’m using her as a representative of primeContinue reading “Please Stop Assuring Me I’m Right”
In the grips of sleeplessness, I perform close readings of the whole canon of my inadequacies with what can only be described as a Talmudic intensity.
I moved into a new house in March and for the first time in my life, I am the only human living with myself. I find, almost five months in, that I’m generally OK to live with, albeit a little moody and quiet sometimes. I usually keep the same hours I like to keep, whichContinue reading “How Can I Live With Myself? Let’s See!”
In Jewish law, a fetus attains the status of a full person only at birth. Sources in the Talmud indicate that prior to 40 days of gestation, the fetus has an even more limited legal status, with one Talmudic authority (Yevamot 69b) asserting that prior to 40 days the fetus is “mere water.” Elsewhere, theContinue reading “June 24th, 2022”
Why Wading Into this Famously Dense Novel Is Worth the Work
So my great uncle was, I think, 19 (let’s say 19) and stationed in England as a private in the US Army on the eve of the Normandy invasion. And he was scared out of his wits. So much so, he placed a call to his oldest brother, my grandfather, and confessed he was thinkingContinue reading “Memorial Day”
What I feel – or, more accurately, fail to feel about this latest shooting – is the result of residual trauma that’s become an ambient, barely perceptible distorted noise in the back of every American’s head.
There are people, and you’ve likely met some of them, hell, some of you may even be some of them, who are, and there’s simply no polite way of saying it, organized. You know the type. The types who always take out the correct recycling on the right night. Who never misplace their car keysContinue reading “Trying to Get Organized”