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The Tempest, Act 2
Last Thursday I was already worn out by early afternoon, and when I had let my last class go, I...
The Tempest, Act 1
One of my own professors said that when he retired he was going to put on his jammies and spend...
What Roy Kesey Knows
A big perk of writing for McSweeney’s Internet Tendency has been meeting people like today’s guest, Roy Kesey. Roy and...
Don't Say Stepford
You probably know people who expect instant loyalty to their causes. Any hesitation suggests to them the work they’ll need...
The Unconsciousness of Influence
One of the two best college teachers I ever knew—an older Ph.D. candidate who became an adjunct himself here for...
Another Sign of the Apocalypse
One of the drawbacks of writing with a pen name is the restriction it places on topics. I can’t tell...
Behold, A Black Horse
Yep, just as Revelation predicted, on the heels of war comes famine—the strange self-chosen famine of the overfed society—announced by...
Forget Me; Think of the Librarians
Until our departments hire mystics, we may never know why some classes fall flat. We sit afterwards in quietude, trying...