Monkeys on typewriters is the perfect image of the blogosphere.
There are perfectly eligible disappointments for you to be dating within your very own city.
Silence has a structure; so does absence.
Marriage rituals from giving away the bride to shotgun weddings to the payment of dowry presuppose that a father has a property interest in his daughter’s sexuality. Father-daughter incest is the wrong which reveals the obscenity of this “right.”
When you say “yes” to what is, you have already put yourself at odds with it.
A: “I used to believe something very much like what you’re saying…” B: “That’s funny. You used to be right.”
An episodic drama plays well on the fear that something will really change.