Wednesday’s Child: Hands Off Putin
Russia’s military humiliation in Ukraine, especially if viewed through the magnifying lens of the West’s collective response to the invasion, is the most hopeful geopolitical event I have witnessed in my lifetime.
Author: Andrei Navrozov
Wednesday’s Child: A General Miscast
Though my innate contrariness rebels against creeping literalism, it would be perverse not to mention the six-day war in which Putin’s army has already sustained greater human losses, 6727 dead and wounded as of this writing, than in either of the two Chechen wars or after a decade of fighting in Syria. I can, however, lessen the injury to my authorial ego by at least beginning from afar.
Wednesday’s Child: Naivety and Nativity
As the gentle reader has surely noted, in my sketches of the last few weeks I sought to uncover some unacknowledged – I could even say hushed up – producers of dopamine and all the other happy hormones in the brain of modern man.
Wednesday’s Child: The Joy of Lying
The evident pleasure taken by a habitual liar in the climactic moment of prevarication can be likened to that of a rogue builder – in London he would be Irish, although Albanians, I gather, are edging out the Irish nowadays – at the final hammer stroke when he hangs your bathroom cabinet upside down.
Wednesday’s Child: The Joy in a Worm’s Eye
In England a Member of Parliament otherwise not known for his folly told a newspaper some days ago that the expected Russian invasion of Ukraine would almost certainly result in a dramatic increase in the price of biscuits, which is what the British call cookies.
Wednesday’s Child: The Joy of Losing
I hadn’t planned on pursuing this line of argument in the present series of posts, I really hadn’t. I thought it far too obvious a direction….
Wednesday’s Child: The Joy of Falling
Even such preternaturally astute observers of the society of the future as George Orwell, Aldous Huxley, and Evgeny Zamyatin tended to simplify totalitarianism….
Wednesday’s Child: Such are the Joys
With apologies to George Orwell, whose memoir my title evokes, in this post I propose to begin uncovering some hidden strings of human character which, not to put too fine a point on it, make the music of happiness
Wednesday’s Child: Motive and Opportunity
Kazakhstan! Kazakhstan! It’s even funnier in Italian: Kazakistan, with more k’s than you see in a lifetime round these parts, all the more absurd because in Russian kazaki is “Cossacks,” a Christian people settled along the Dnieper and the Don….
Wednesday’s Child: Dutch Courage
I often play on a chess site, against opponents from all over the world known only by their monikers, particularly when I have some time on my hands that is freer than my free time. Admittedly this last, as the gentle reader is likely right to surmise, is very nearly always.
