I’m not usually one to complain, but when a hotel advertises hot and cold running champagne, you don’t expect the Jacuzzi to run out of Dom Perignon so quickly. Not to mention that I specifically asked for imported cucumbers to be placed on my eyes at the spa so you
I don’t want to die stupid. Note the importance of the punctuation mark or lack thereof. A grouchy hiker arguing over the choice of paths might exclaim, “I don’t want to die, Stupid.” There is no comma in my sentence: “I don’t want to die stupid.” I’m using “stupid” as
Two generations ago it was a big deal to come back to your dorm room and find a tie hanging over the doorknob. The implications were as staggering as they were rare: a tie on the door meant your roommate was with a girl in your dorm room! An actual,
What no one acknowledges-parents, teachers, administrators, elected officials-is what every high school student already knows. The great unspoken, tacit agreement throughout our culture in general and our schools in particular, is that every student can learn every subject at the same level of proficiency. The reality is that in our
Which small colleges in the Pacific Northwest have a competitive women’s varsity volleyball team and a strong musical theater department? Which Midwestern universities have support for students with learning differences and good Greek life? Which colleges have the best four-year and six-year graduation rates? Which colleges have the highest percentage
Imagine a Protestant locked in a dim, dank room with a Catholic. The chairs are hard and uncomfortable, the lighting poor. Outside where the sun is shining, children are frolicking in the surf as their contented parents sip drinks with little umbrellas in them. The protestant and the catholic can
Teachers across the country are being bombarded with the following narrative from well-meaning but horribly misguided parents: “Don’t tell my daughter that she got a ‘B’ on the test. We don’t want to damage her self-esteem. We will help her more with her homework, we promise. It’s just that she’s
Not so many years on vacation in Aspen, my parents changed hotel rooms. I forget why although I do remember that this was in the days before cell phones. Connected inadvertently to the room where my folks no longer were, I spoke at length to a Mrs. Stone about her
Not one to name drop but I have to tell you that a buddy of mine is one of the preeminent screen writers in the country. He has sold scripts to Stephen Spielberg; he has written movies that you have seen. “B” is top of the food chain in Hollywood,
In “A Nice Place to Visit” from the inaugural season of “The Twilight Zone,” Sebastien Cabot welcomes Mr. Valentine, a recently deceased criminal, to a posh hotel suite. “My job is to see you get what you want, whatever it may be,” says the impeccable Cabot who goes on to
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