I'm a smart boy and love to be right. In '79, I argued with my dad about the Russian invasion of Afghanistan. "It'll be their Vietnam," I said and my dad, a smart man but one sometimes given to romanticism, said no, the Russians want to free Afgan women, they want to spread literacy - they're going to win this thing ( Read more... )

I appear to be growing more nerdly by the day as this new year begins. Yesterday, I awoke with what I thought - on awakening, at least; sadly, I didn't write it down - was both a concise and accurate account (as it were) of inflation in a capitalist society, its causes and its solutions ( Read more... )

A week ago last night, I found myself with a couple of friends, kosikova and vernski, enjoying conversation and a lovely spread, not to mention the alcoholic beverages requisite to such get-togethers.


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