I understood immediately why Skiles was a Spartan and I was not.
It's as if two men are talking fondly about a woman both of them were once married to.
“Bawk-bawk be-gehk!” she cries, and I know just where she’s coming from.
TAC has resuscitated Bill Kauffman’s appreciative essay from 2012 on the great—and now late—Glen Campbell, a man, like most of us, less sinned against than sinning, or so I reckon. Playing guitar was not one of his offense...
Front Porchers Jeff Bilbro and Jack Baker—the two JBs of Spring Arbor University—have just brought out Wendell Berry and Higher Education: Cultivating Virtues of Place, a long-awaited book that got an early airing at the FPR con...
Heaven favored me with three successive clement weekends.
So long as gravity obtains, sawing off the branch you’re sitting on is never a good idea.
Self-righteousness plays well right now among the highly-credentialed.
Nature doesn’t give a damn what it sounds like.
What the fork?