The misanthrope’s recent distress calls remind me of a grift I know that goes like this: approach the mark out of breath, as if you’re running for help, and beg the mark please, please, I’d never do this ordinarily, I’m not this kind of person, but my mother, she’s choking, or my wife’s in labor, […]
Midway through The Brass Check, Upton Sinclair had this to say about the American newspaper industry, circa 1920: The American people thoroughly despise and hate their newspapers; yet they seem to have no idea what to do about it, and take it for granted that they must go on reading falsehoods for the balance of their days!* […]
