Eye of Newt

I’m not saying you can wave a wand, click your heels three times, wink and nod, or any such quick remedy to pop yourself out of modernity. It may take generations, and I’m plenty guilty myself. But it’s time to start considering other ways of being—through the eyes of a newt.

Off the Marx–Hitler Spectrum

I’m more concerned with the course and speed of the Titanic (or why there even is a Titanic) than with the proper arrangement of deck chairs. As in Ishmael Chapter 12, my chief aim is not fairness and equity within the prison, but in dismantling the prison altogether—arguing that we oughtn’t be on the Titanic in the first place.