There is a quiet tax now, and it does not arrive in the mail. No government votes on it. No minister announces it. No one even has the honesty to call it what it is. It is the tax on being alone.
Not solitude in the poetic sense. Not the noble retreat of monks, writers, or the occasional sane person hiding from the species. I mean ordinary modern singleness: paying … Read the rest
Why “Traditional Values” Never Existed
Let’s face it: every time someone says we must “return to traditional values,” I look around in confusion, wondering which exact century they are referring to. Is it the one with the public latrines and communal sponges, or the one with corsets so tight that women fainted during polite conversation? People love to imagine some golden age of virtue, but history—being its usual uncooperative self—refuses … Read the rest
