To Rise Again at a Decent Hour
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Where does this idea of greater connection come from? I’ve never in my life felt more disconnected. It’s like how the rich get richer. The connected get more connected while the disconnected get more disconnected. No thanks, man, I can’t do it. The world was a sufficient trial, Betsy, before Facebook.”
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Because of God, even the imperious ballbreakers, moralizing windbags, and meddling assholes may know love.
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She no longer lived in a world of speculation or recall and would take nothing on faith when the facts were but a few clicks away.
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She took a step back using only her neck.
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pain forgets within the hour what it learns in an instant.
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He was reading his me-machine when I sat down chairside. His fingers swiped and daubed at the touchscreen, coloring in all the details of a fine landscape of self. A glitch in the soul produced that delay between his breaking off from the machine and his return handshake.
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He had no respect for what he called the Churches of Welcoming All: Unitarian, Baha’i, the rest of humanity’s tender mercies. He required something that looked evil in the eye, that understood the meaning of mercy to be justice commuted by grace, and that contended with the fact that death was nothing he was going to adjust to, make amends with, or overcome.