I’m convinced that you never have to give up liberties to be safe. I think you’re less safe when you give up your liberties.
The Other Side of the Slap
I spent a lot of time dealing with the victim of violence. That betrayal only a lover can express, the sinister switch from affection or at least the performance required to invent love, to twist into a tantrum of rage. The bruising and cuts, a secondary blistering to...































