That words could cause something in the world, make someone move or stop, laugh or cry: even as a child he had found it extraordinary and it never stopped impressing him. How did words do that? Wasn't it like magic? “Life is not what we live; it is what we imagine we are living.” ― Pascal Mercier, Night Train to Lisbon If dictatorship is a fact. Revolution is a duty...
"Edward Snowden, after months of NSA revelations, says his mission's accomplished": Barton Gellman will have this lengthy article in Tuesday's edition of The Washington Post.
