this is a fantastic parable.
we make our own shit sandwiches. why?
we make our own shit sandwiches. why?
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Mar Hicks
When I was an undergrad a long time ago, I took a history course with a famous (now dead) Russian studies professor. He was that kind of brilliant, rambly lecturer whose asides eventually became the whole subject of the lecture. He bounced around the stage gleeful and chaotic.
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