Full Metal Jacket: A Viewing

I watched Stanley Kubrick’s Full Metal Jacket recently for the second time.  The first time I watched it was more than a decade ago at least, so my second viewing was almost like seeing it for the first time.  I did, of course, have vague memories of the training sequences and I remembered Private Pyle... Continue Reading →

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An International Movement That is More Than Memes

EDITOR'S NOTE: This article was originally written for submission to a university newspaper. The Alt Right has gone from being a minor fringe movement to one that has propelled Donald Trump to the presidency in a little more than a year. But this movement is still relatively unknown. “I only heard about it on Sam... Continue Reading →

Atheism as Masturbation

In a debate by Intelligence Squared U.S., the motion of which is “Science Refutes God,” the always eloquent and extremely impressive speaker Dinesh D’Souza said the following as a response to a question concerning religious experiences: “We’re talkin’ here about an experience [of having the sense of some experience of God] that’s been had by... Continue Reading →

Down Town

Well, it’s very modern, you know – to build buildings such as these, skyscrapers they’re called…gratte-ciel…grattacieli…cloud-gorers, even.  I’ve heard it said that the skyscraper began here – what an honor!  William Le Baron Jenney!  I once read « Le luxe des ‘skyscrapers’, c’est de permettre à l’être humain de monter au-dessus de lui-même. » - oh! and... Continue Reading →

Fucking Friday

Today is Friday.  I am sitting at a Starbucks typing this – something I very rarely do (typing at Starbucks, that is).  I recognize the staff here.  I think maybe one or two of them recognize me.  I usually come here with a buddy of mine, sometimes on a Friday, but he is out of... Continue Reading →

On Discovering Through Reading

A friend once expressed to me a frustration that prevents him from becoming more of a reader.  After leaving a second-hand bookstore, he explained (empty-handed) that everything is arranged by author and since he knows no authors, he can’t look for and find anything he would perhaps like to buy and read.  I pointed out... Continue Reading →

On an Apple Peeled

How I hate to see an apple peeled!  One morning in the early spring, I was out for my usual weekend bike ride (and yes, I mean bicycle – how “bike” becomes or became motorcycle is another topic). After zigzagging through the side streets of the suburbs for some time, I came to the trails... Continue Reading →

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