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368 pages, Paperback
First published June 2, 2015
We used to be able to talk across that divide. Then for a while we used to be able to shout across it. Now we’re so far apart we just stand on one bank or the other and yell insults up into the air. It worries me, I have to say.”
an ice-hearted belief in the god of competition. Our success, always, depended on someone else’s failure.
Maybe the addictive hurry was all a kind of racing away from our existential predicament, as if we could outrun old age and death,
the American political scene was starting to resemble nothing so much as a circus performance in Rome’s dying days,