The 25 Books I Want My Children to Read

The 25 Books I Want My Children to Read

Well, I don’t know about you all, but I’m full of pie. And just food. Do you know what’s better than turkey and mashed potatoes topped with my own cranberry chutney and mopped up with my pumpkin challah bread? Fucking nothing except the very same thing topped with Debbie G’s Oreo pudding fluff crack and banana cream pie. That’s the state of my stomach tonight, kids. I’m full.

The Pax Americana and the English Lingua Franca

When I was in high school, I loved Rammstein. Actually, I still do. Some readers may recall that I went to see them in concert outside of Chicago last summer about this time. I always knew that I wanted to travel abroad and see strange places and learn new languages, but Rammstein made the desire for linguistic acquisition concrete. I had a present reason to learn: I needed to know exactly what Til Lindemann was growling about in their songs.

That Gum You Like Is Going to Come Back in Style

I love David Lynch. I have probably talked about that before. He is one of my favorite filmmakers, and Twin Peaks quite literally changed my life. I went so far as to write Lynch a fan letter because of the effect that Twin Peaks and my research into its potential meaning had for me.

To Zion Goes I

I have been writing and re-writing this post for several months now. It is more of a personal post than one that is related to libertarianism in any particular way, so in that sense, it’s a bit self-indulgent. I suppose writing itself is a bit self-indulgent, at least for me. In any case, the main reason that I am addressing this particular subject is because it is a stumbling block for me in my libertarianism.