Last night, as every night of late, I sat in my chair in the summer room, poring over papers, analyses and tweets. I find the requisite silence there in that place. There are no disturbances save the occasional hoot from an owl. The cantilever floor lamp shines only on my work, so the rest ofContinue reading “Her”
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On Trolls
I remember reading somewhere about Al Qaeda cadres captured and imprisoned in Guantanamo. The young men in question heralded from Indonesia and were asked why they hated the West so much. Some remarked that when they were children they used to watch television through TV shop windows in the streets of Jakarta. They could notContinue reading “On Trolls”
