Honda-Honked, Chicago-Cranked, And Finally Disowned: This Is 2020 America
Looking back at the Enlightenment, while trying to pilot a bathysphere through a cheerful jungle of invasive Broadwayism
Every once in a while, my car decides (unilaterally) to play my music in shuffle mode. This always pisses me off, because after all, I am the car owner, and it seems to me that I shouldn’t have to explain to my car that only one of us in this relationship gets to be the boss. I shouldn’t have to spell out that yes, I have an album or two by Chicago in m…
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