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American life had changed him. Now he loved hand tools–oh, the infinite varieties of American tools, each designed for one purpose, just like the vast English vocabulary, each word denoting precisely one thing or one idea.
-Ha Jin,* A Free Life
I’ve started writing in English about ten years ago, when I found that English was the […]
Yesterday, J and I talked about politics. It was depressing.
He sighed. “Maybe the singularity will get us before all that.”
“What singularity?” I asked.
“What singularity? You haven’t heard about singularity? How could you not have heard about singularity? It’s the next step in human evolution.” By this point, of course, he had Wikipedia open. Twenty articles on singularity, but none seemed to be about evolution. Of course, I was skimming the screen. Who ever actually reads on the Internet? Apparently he does, because he found what he wanted.
Old ladies with canes, shoving, pointing. How did they take these canisters back, all those old ladies?
I asked my mother. She said she borrowed a skate board from the neighbors’ kid downstairs. Put the cannister on it and shoved it along. Hardest part was keeping the gas upright.