The making of a misanthrope
They did not come. What is the source of the sacredness of a personal promise - or any nonchalant 'yes' that can be construed as a promise? I am searching for God. He is not in the church, the clergy is shipwrecked on a dead ocean of rituals. What replaces the pews and the holy, ...
On people who live on in our dreams
I dreamt that the late British American public intellectual Christopher Hitchens was walking next to me. He was bald, like in the last months of his life when he underwent chemotherapy, but appeared in excellent health and was obviously not aware of his impending death. The image was so vivid that I could see the ...