By Stillman Brown My areas of expertise are thin, scraggly, and can’t support much more than weeds. This week I find myself drawn towards a subject about which I am singularly unqualified to pontificate upon: politics. I’ve been eating and farting politics for the past month, and besides girls, it’s all I want to talk…

I know it’s not my day, but I thought I’d share this with the many eager readers of One City (“The O.C.” for short). We bloggers are on a strict rotation, so I hope I’m not stepping on anyone’s toes, stealing someone’s thunder, or any other kind of overused metaphor. Before my sophomore Critical Theories…

“The arc of the moral universe is long, but it bends toward justice.” –The Doc So there are times when it feels right to get off your ass. Not that I don’t get off my ass already, but sometimes there are some causes you feel are worth working hard for with immediacy. And for somebody…

I’ve been sprinkled with holy water; immersed myself, head to toe, sans makeup, nail polish, clothing, and moisturizer, in a mikvah (the Jewish ritual bath); and finally had an Asian woman snap her fingers at me. ItalBuJu. That’s not a typeface, like ItalGaramond. Nor is it a typographical notation to italicize BuJu, a gently mocking…

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