I bought Sam Harris’s book, ‘The End Of Faith‘ at Heathrow to annoy any fundamentalist religious terrorists I might have found myself sitting beside on the flight to the US. If the plane was going down, their last minutes would be spent enraged by the infidel, I thought.
Not something I do, usually, but Maciej CegÅowski’s blog, Idlewords is so-o-o-o well-written I urge you all to leave here now and go there.
When you see a bear in a zoo you’re separated from it by an unscalable wall or an unswimmable moat, or some other means of stopping the bear from eating you. These two were about 30ft from where we sat, running quickly, with thin air between us. I don’t think they noticed us sitting on the rug. Once they’d crashed off into the forest I got to my feet, wondering what two bears might be running from. Another, larger bear, I thought
In his public life he was clearly against slavery; but as a private landowner he was pleased to live off the proceeds of slave-labour, and worse.
