An Indianapolis theater company held a staged reading of Kurt Vonnegut’s self-described “simple-minded play about men who enjoy killing.”
Textbook publishers: charging “outrageous prices for new textbooks while simultaneously doing everything [they] can to make older versions unusable or obsolete.”
About 150 books arrive in the mail every month. It gets hard to walk around my apartment. So I relate to the necessity — and impossibility — of culling.
Magnus Linklater argues that the BBC ignores Scotland and Scottish writers and is “shamefully London-centric.”