Maybe if the thieves hadn’t pick-pocketed Wendi’s purse, my feelings about London would be different. The fact remains, however, that they did. London, consequently, proved a rotten place to visit. It happened in that literal “blink of an eye.” Standing near the Wellington Arch in London’s Hyde Park, my fiancée, Wendi, lifted her arms …
Standing at Abbey Road does create a slight connection to that moment fifty years ago, but it also demonstrates Time’s power to wall us off from history. Ten years ago, I signed onto Beatlemania. I was 40 at the time browsing the aisles at a nearby Best Buy when I spotted the Beatles CD’s on …
I can’t tell you what’s different between a visit to a Swedish or American doctor. I can tell you, however, that when I hear Americans use the word “socialism” to describe places like Sweden, they’re getting it wrong. Both sides are getting it wrong. For me the problem is always the medical bills. There’s the …
