“You know in the Matrix, how we were living in a computer simulation?”
“Is that what it was about?”
“You didn’t see the Matrix, Em?”
“I saw it. I just didn’t care.”
“What do you mean you didn’t care?” Continue reading
“You know in the Matrix, how we were living in a computer simulation?”
“Is that what it was about?”
“You didn’t see the Matrix, Em?”
“I saw it. I just didn’t care.”
“What do you mean you didn’t care?” Continue reading
Winston Churchill, the last truly great Anglo-Saxon warrior, is purported to have said: Acquiescence before a more formidable power is not acquiescence; it is acceptance of the inevitable. Continue reading
I’m old enough, I think, to claim that I grew up in the shadow of World War II. Not during the conflict itself, bombs dropping, blackouts, rationing. None of that. More, within its direct fallout. The Cold War, for sure. But also the living, breathing memory of the conflict. Grandparents of peers who had served. In some cases, parents even. Continue reading