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74, 66, 89
Read more: 74, 66, 89Death has long been portrayed as a beckoning. Ihave overseen three family deaths in three separate decades, my father in the 1970s, my mother in the 1980s, and my aunt in the 1990s. All three — ages 74, 66 and 89, respectively — died at cancer’s hand. Recollecting how they…
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Once were boys
Read more: Once were boysOnce they were boys, in a classroom. When hormones came due, the verb of us was roughhousing. Push came to shove atop a small knoll on the fringe of the playground, the barely teen girl we both liked watching beside her friend, both of them giggling. This was new since…
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Men in brown
Read more: Men in brownFrom the start, the presidency of Mohammed Morsi was seen as precarious. If you believe in the rigor of semantics, there was no revolution in Egypt. What there was instead was a people-power engineered removal of a sitting dictator followed by an awkward transition to pseudo-democratic rule. The known old…
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Catting
Read more: CattingShe approaches me for attention, gets it, revels in its drawn-out moments. Ihave no children by the cat. I prefer it that way. Call it open relationship, affectionate but coy. I haven’t seen the cat in a day but we’re not separated, just non-exclusive. Proprietary ruins inter-species attentions spans. I…
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Franco al-Assad
Read more: Franco al-AssadFranco asked for, and got, help from Nazi Germany. When Western Europe looks to Syria its historical conscience remembers the Spanish Civil War. Not so the United States, which had yet to acquire internationally maturity when that 75-year-old conflict exploded. In 1936, disenchanted Spanish army officers toppled the country’s secular…
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Sexistentialis
Read more: SexistentialisHiroshima: etched cinders of an incinerated self. When people once asked me what I believed in I’d say I was a Christian existentialist, like Albert Camus. Except that I’d never read Camus. He’d been a guest at a few of my parents’ Paris soirees and won a Nobel Prize, so…
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