Going Like Sixty

So I should be catching 40 winks. Which apparently is the old number for “a lot”: 40 days and 40 nights; 40 years in the desert; Ali Baba and the 40 thieves—though only 30 pieces of silver (Judas got cheated). Instead, I woke at about 40 minutes past one, and more »

Hey. Wait. I Got a New Complaint.

“Hey. Wait. I got a new complaint. Forever in debt to your priceless advice.” —Nirvana Yesterday, I started to comment on a social-media post about moral certainty. The post posed the question whether the family that hid Anne Frank from the Nazis had sinned by lying. The implication being that more »