Honestly, I’m more worried about the thousands of privately owned tigers in this country, which far outnumber those in accredited zoos: http://www.worldwildlife.org/stories/more-t…
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I recommend “The Matter of Seggri,” a long short story by Ursula K. LeGuin, in her collection “The Birthday of the World."
All the comments here about “old men” and “old women” are really depressing me.
This is so weird to me. Why be so fetishistic about covering up. It’s awkward and unnecessary to hold a towel around yourself while you’re changing. Be an adult and don’t judge. Sheesh.
Because God forbid old ladies (what were they, 40ish?) be comfortable being naked in front of other people. They might get the idea that their bodies aren’t grotesque, and then where would we be?
Yes, in fact when asked why I don’t like the gym I generally compare the experience to going to the laundromat.
Yeah, there was a period of several years when I worked out way more than that, and I never built much muscle.
Legitimate treatment would also not take place in Hastert’s hotel room....
Also, was it in a clinic-type setting, with others present? Why no, they were alone in Hastert’s hotel room!
Technical point: She’s not quite a lifelong member, but she’s been a Democrat for ~50 years, so she’s obviously more loyal to and invested in the party.
Before you take a rest cure, read “The Yellow Wallpaper."
Well, yeah. He’s a Kennedy.
My niece has two middle names. One is Said, after Edward Said.
Here you go:
Gosh, next you’ll be saying that this is an apologia for Roman Polanski:
Usually I like your comments, but this is fucking ridiculous. It is completely obvious that the butt of Trillin’s jokes is foodies. I cannot believe that so many people have misread it.
Yeah, to me it looks like an obvious violation of religious freedom.
“One goose in a blue bonnet away from...” is my new goto line for comparisons of this sort.
Heh.