Vana Gloria

The Return of Cromwell

When I was a boy in Hollywood, in the palmy days of the mid-Sixties, my father (in addition to his grocery-and-rent-paying engineering job) wrote screenplays. None of these were ever sold, alas. But while I watched Batman and the Green Hornet, and stood bemused at the antic of the hippies, Dad’s fertile imagination ground out [...]

The Few, the Proud, the Damned

One way I teach my students to work with language is by showing them how to play with it -- just as a psych professor teaches future therapists and ex-wives how to play with people’s minds. Sometimes I combine the methods proper to both disciplines -- for instance, when I keep a straight face explaining [...]

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