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Sorry to have made it seem that I once again abandoned this blog. After I left Montana, I was on the road for 37-38 days (depending on how you add it up), with a lot of stops along the way. I’m back in D.C. now. While criss-crossing America, I also went back to my job…

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It’s moaning again in America

My broader analysis of the cultural zombie fixation, vis-a-vis my Walking Dead review on Sunday. And another nice use of art on the section front (see below), courtesy of illustrator Zohar Lazar. The print edition of the newspaper is still a bargain and a visual treat that the web site just frankly still isn’t. However,…

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Sea to sea

This is not a jet-set post, I swear, but once in a weird while, I find myself standing on a beach, dreamily contemplating one ocean … And then a day or so later, I get to contemplate another: Summer is rushing by, and I offer the usual apology of negligent bloggers who feel some odd…

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Lost, found, lost

Here’s something I wrote for the paper about the end of (perhaps meaning of) Lost. More important, here’s the Owen Freeman illo that went with it. Only, when it came time to run the essay, the powers that be decided to run it on A1 on Friday, where we would just never ever run an…

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