Thingish Things

Subduing Our Better Angels

About 25 years ago, while working in the constituent office¬†of a New York City state senator, I gave $20 and a gold crucifix to a homeless alcoholic trying to get to a rehab center, or so he claimed. I knew the cash would probably go to cheap vodka, but the crucifix and a carefully worded […]

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