Pedophiles and child molesters can be found in every walk of life, but are they really one and the same?
We need goals. But if these goals are much too far out of reach—if they are (for most, if not all) unattainable—then they force us to choose between hypocrisy and despair, between faking it and giving up. ––– “You know, I can trust a cynic, and a con man, but I can’t trust a hypocrite. […]
Bossy people make the trains run on time. So my problem isn’t with difficult people so much; it’s with control freaks who desperately need to have power but don’t know what to do with it once they’ve got it.
Though it may be difficult, it really is okay to be different. In fact, it’s better than okay. It’s necessary.
A well-meaning desire to be honest—and “tell it like it is”—can easily become little more than a convenient rationalization, used to condone cruelty, and justify a despicable desire to hurt and humiliate others.
It is time we pointed out the obvious and stopped blaming women for being sexually harassed.
Tom Matlack reflects on the world buzzing around him and wonders why there is the seemingly unquenchable thirst for “more”.
When you deprive language of its freedom to be somewhat slippery, squishy, and imprecise, you deprive it, as well, of its talismanic power to illuminate the world around us.
We see ourselves as someone who does this or doesn’t do that, regardless of the fact that these ideas are out of date or even self-destructive.
We will never get rid of Internet bigots. What can we learn from them?
Open societies have always been mainly societies of dilettantes and generalists: societies of soldiers who can write half-decent poetry, shopkeepers who moonlight as amateur entomologists, and stay-at-home parents who can talk intelligently about foreign policy.
Shockingly consistent Abraham was ready and willing to sacrifice his own son. The horrific scene is depicted in Caravaggio’s “Sacrificio de Isaac”
I can’t help but suspect that the vast majority of what passes for historical truth is in fact bullsh*t. ––– “Once upon a time, in some out of the way corner of that universe which is dispersed into numberless twinkling solar systems, there was a star upon which clever beasts invented knowing. It was the […]