People who are either of The South or love The South do light right up when you tell them you’re off to explore their turf. “Oh, sure,” they concede, “you’re going to be confronted with all kinds of right wing craziness that you’re just not used to here out west. But there’s other stuff too…” …
Like me, you’ve probably noticed that we don’t yet have flying cars, nor are we wallowing in leisure time — I mean, we might be, but that’s because we’re underemployed. (No, wait, that’s me.) Technology was supposed to free us from the tyranny of work and traffic and genetics, but no, that hasn’t happened and …
I sat on the steps of a Venice canal, watching as happy lovers in gondolas slowly drifted past. In the most romantic city in the world, I was alone, and crying, in the rain. My honeymoon was not going as planned. After our wedding – after Dan and I promised to love each other in …
I hadn’t give a lot of thought to the politics of animal conservation before I went on safari in Tanzania, though when the news came out about Cecil the lion being shot by Walter James Palmer, a dentist from Minneapolis, I did think about the economics of what seems to me a barbarous solution to …
“I know we offered to pay you for your hard work, now how about you give us something extra for free because we’re cheap?”