“Behold, I am the servant of the Lord; let it be to me according to your word.”
Photographs, unlike sentences, cannot be true or false because they have no propositional content whatsoever. They are, in a real sense, post-truth.
“Will you please let me go?” said Jane. “I want to get home. I am very tired and it’s very late.” “But you’re not going home,” said Miss Hardcastle. “You’re coming to Belbury.” “My husband has said nothing about my joining him there.” Miss Hardcastle… Read More
Edwin H. Friedman complaining about totalitolerance before it was cool
A review of and reflection upon Fyodor Dostoevsky’s brief and beautiful tragedy White Nights.
In which I explain briefly that I read and enjoyed a Wodehouse novel; the reader somehow derives a little second-hand enjoyment from the fact of that.
AD 30 / John T. Baptist Editor’s Note Things have not been easy for Australian Christians this year. As the postal survey on same-sex marriage looms ever closer, some otherwise conservative Christians are seriously considering voting Yes, while many others have uneasy feelings about imposing… Read More
‘Pardon me, m’lord,’ said Beach. ‘A Mr Wapshott is on the telephone, desirous of speaking to you. He implied that the matter was of importance–’ Lord Vosper came out of his trance. ‘Wapshott?’ ‘Yes, m’lord. He stated that he represented the firm of Wapshott, Wapshott,… Read More
You cannot drink only the water in the right-hand side of the glass.