Mortal Enemies

The distractions, the exhaustions,

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The distractions, the exhaustions, the savage noises, the demands of town life, are, for me, mortal enemies to thought, to sleep,and to study; its extremes of squalor and of splendor do not stimulate, but sadden me; certain phases of its society I profoundly value, but would sacrifice them to the heaven of country quiet, if … Read more

The one consistent policy

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The one consistent policy running through this [Clinton] administration is the love it has lavished on Marxists — food aid for North Korea, diplomatic recognition of the Hanoi regime, chronic kowtowing to Beijing and now doing Castro’s dirty work. How can the Clinton gang — which carried the Viet Cong flag during anti-war demonstrations and … Read more

I met Pendragon when

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I met Pendragon when I made the journey to the far desert. He is from the tribe known as…as… Loor was scrambling. Bokka didn’t know about the Travelers. I had to bail her out. Yankees, I said. The Yankees tribe. Hey, what can I say? It was the first thing that came to mind. It’s … Read more

The poor ignorant fellah

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The poor ignorant fellah [Arabic for peasant] does not worry about politics, but when he is told repeatedly by people in whom he has confidence that his livelihood is in danger of being taken away from him by us, he becomes our mortal enemy. . . The Arab is primitive and believes what he is … Read more

As I stood in

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As I stood in the booth chatting to people, it occurred to me that besides good racing, the Crew Classic provided an ideal setting for the brotherhood of rowing. The brotherhood connects real rowing people. Teammates who haven’t visited in years came together, and so do former opponents who once battled like mortal enemies. Suddenly … Read more