The obvious ones deserving a millstone necklace include financier pedophiles . . . but what about certain schoolteachers who turn their classrooms into a type of jihadi Madrasa, a religious school for the incubation of destructive mindsets?
“Waking up this morning,” Arthur told his best friend, “I had a dream. I was in a large passenger plane that was crashing in slow motion. When it finally landed nose first, I walked out of the cockpit window.”
Summer, like a best friend ready to pal around, came around again before my freshman year in high school. I was ready that summer to go and do a lot of things, except for one.