You can try to silence objectionable speech with bullets, as the Charlie Hebdo terrorists did recently, but there are quieter ways at work every day.
I laughed all the way to the bank the other day.
It is time once again to turn the page, to say goodnight to tired old 2014 and to welcome in 2015, a clean blank slate just waiting to be scrawled with a whole year’s worth of new mistakes and embarrassments.
Dear Tommy: I know you always wondered what would happen to your collections – those stamps and pennies you spent so much time with down in the damp basement as you organized them at that little beat-up oak roll-top desk with the black ring of fountain-pen ink you spilled on its top.
Sometimes a day doesn’t turn out the way you hoped it would.
If you see me driving down the street, you’ll recognize my car right away. Mine is the one with nothing pasted, bolted or magnetized to it to proclaim my agenda to the world.
The sea ice on the western shore of Canada’s Hudson Bay breaks up every summer, as it has done for millennia, forcing polar bears to swim for land.