"A sinister cabal of superior writers."
Brian Sorrell programs computers, writes philosophy, loves bicycles, and is soon-to-be a father.
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McCarthy's is the prose of a man who has taken the time to think things through.
It occurred to me last night that I could very easily lose my hand.
The biggest injustice is that F. W. De Klerk shared a Nobel Peace Prize with Nelson Mandela.
Looking at him is looking into me.
For years, we had worked in relative anonymity as we were never given name plates.
In sum, I can no longer tolerate the stench of microwaved frozen lunches in the break room.
Riding on the wrong side of the street, on sidewalks, weaving in and out of cars: these activities make bicycling appear dangerous.
We inadvertently brought together a whole lot of people who would never have met one another otherwise.
These initiatives are long-overdue commitments to overhauling our attitudes toward energy consumption.
"Now I lay me down with Kate....", or “AC/DC indeed, young man.”
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