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Month: January 2009

The Unpleasantness of Pleasantries

Posted on January 9, 2009February 28, 2022 by KZ

  Frankly, I don’t care how you’re doing. I know the feeling is mutual. Why does every conversation have to begin with the inane ritual of each party asking the other how they are doing? It’s a question that we ask to establish some phony sense of rapport, but we all know it’s meaningless and…

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The Evolutionary Shaft

Posted on January 6, 2009October 11, 2022 by KZ

Who do you suppose it was in history who first looked at a horse and thought to himself: “Hey, that animal’s strength, size, and general demeanor would make that creature the perfect beast of burden.”? “Just look at it!” this opportunist must have said to himself. “That animal’s back is perfectly contoured to form a…

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