The ditch separating illness from affliction…is bridged by madness…

Color drained away in a monochromatic assault upon my perception. The great tragedy lay in the fact that it was my mind mounting the assault. And it isn’t the sadness or the madness which pierces the deepest, it’s the regret. The regret that the inertial nature of all that unhinges a man is not daunted … More The ditch separating illness from affliction…is bridged by madness…

The Fallacy of Neutrality

…while there is no such thing as neutrality in the telling of history, there is such a thing as objectivity, and the varied interpretations of historical evidence are yet susceptible to generally agreed upon procedures of verification that allow us to challenge others’ reading of the evidence.