Michael Lipsey grew up in Chicago, a city that does not like to waste words, and after forty years in California, the Chicago still shows in his writing. He read the Great Books at Shimer College and remains an active observer of intellectual, religious and popular culture.
I've posted yet another chapter from my book on the history of plumbing, and everything else, at http://ithoughtso.net/id15.htmllThis is a work in progress and comments or questions are welcome.
Words fail me. Words cannot express... I can’t tell you how... I wish I could say... I don’t know how to say this... I can’t say. Who can say? What can you say? Be careful what you say. There are no words for...Mere words, empty words, loose talk, psychobabble, happy talk, gibberish, false words, he doesn’t know what he’s talking about, running my mouth. Watch your mouth! Don’t say ...
In college, imagining that I loved all great literature and could never get enough of it, I signed up for a course on Henry James. Henry proved to me that I could. We slogged through book after book after book. He wrote about fifty of them and we must have read at least a dozen. He was the brother of the great William James, who wrote Varieties Of Religious Experience, still a must read for ...