Some people say it's foolish to worry about soulless creatures overtaking the earth and devouring our brains.
I say they've already won.
The whole aim of practical politics is to keep the populace alarmed (and hence clamorous to be led to safety) by menacing it with an endless series of hobgoblins, all of them imaginary.
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
RIP, Maya Angelou
She spoke at my grad school graduation. It was a small group, under a 100. But everyone of us felt she spoke directly to us the whole time. The only other time I've felt that way was when I heard Bill Clinton speak. (What is it about people from Arkansas?) I remember her saying she thought William Shakespeare was a black girl from Arkansas, the way he spoke to her. I remember her saying how she didn't speak until she was six.