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Paleo Retiree writes: “There is a vocal minority [on Facebook’s staff] that is belligerent beyond belief in a quest to implement social justice policies … The concerning thing that’s happening here is, I’m not sure Facebook’s leaderhip knows how to … Continue reading
Fabrizio del Wrongo writes: There are certain objects, to which politicians show a marked partiality, which can be classified as bad ones, to be avoided on all occasions. They include political actions such as freedom, justice and democracy; or, to … Continue reading
Fabrizio del Wrongo writes: Today there is a craft-coffee shop across the street, on the first floor of a building from 1898, which was home to the S. H. Kress & Co. department store. During a recent renovation, workers found … Continue reading
Fabrizio del Wrongo writes: Young Cromwell in early boyhood received this Calvinist or Puritan spirit, in part no doubt from his parents, in part from the group of townsmen in Huntingdon with whom they were connected; but especially from the … Continue reading
Fabrizio del Wrongo writes: “No war is more cruel and bloody than siege warfare. . . .” The truth of this statement was to be proved over and over again during the next few months. The Turks were now so … Continue reading
Fabrizio del Wrongo writes: ‘Do you know which is my room?’ said she to Annette, as they crossed the hall. ‘Yes, I believe I do, ma’amselle; but this is such a strange rambling place! I have been lost in it … Continue reading