Why You're Here:

You've said to yourself, "beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine."

You've often thought about what it would have been like to drop acid with Groucho Marx.

You know that until you measure it, an electron is everywhere, and your mind reels at the implications.

You'd like to get drunk on the wine from my sweet, sweet mind grapes.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Another Tony Judt Obit

This one's at the home of many of his essays, the New York Review of Books.


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Posted by John Erganian at 5:23 PM
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