“Just Another Mencken Monday”

“I sincerely hope that the nobility and gentry of the lowlands will not make the colossal mistake of viewing this trial of Scopes as a trivial farce. Full of rustic japes and in bad taste, it is, to be sure, somewhat comic on the surface. One laughs to see lawyers sweat. The jury, marched downContinue reading ““Just Another Mencken Monday””

“The Ever-Changing Stain”

Things change. I don’t know why they wouldn’t. It happens all around us. Constantly. Taking place within us and on our very skin. Cells slowly slough. New ones arise, we hope anyway. Memories are lost — perhaps later reclaimed, but even then somehow modified. No two days are the same. The weather. The stock exchange.Continue reading ““The Ever-Changing Stain””