About Benjamin G. Wilkins

Ben Wilkins is a writer, cartoonist, and educator. He lives in Northern Virginia with his wife and dog.

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  • Benjamin shared from a Personal Document
    Now it sounds as if I’m making an all-out attack against academic historians. I am making some attack on them for their lack of concern about learning how to write. It is as if they thought it an onerous waste of time, which they might better spend doing research rather than learning how to write. The result sometimes is a prose that’s so dismal that the footnotes are not an interruption but just a welcome relief. And we’ve all run across that.
    Note: Shelby Foote lays into academic historians - I might apply the same to most academics:
  • Benjamin shared from Lit : A Memoir (P.S.) by Mary Karr
    I flop back on my knees. And help me. Help. Me. Help me to feel better so I can believe in you, you subtle bastard.
    Note: That subtle bastard...
  • Benjamin shared from The Incredible, Hypothetical Egg in the FEATURES section of Mother Jones by Sydney Brownstone
    They really did taste startlingly similar to what I remember from my pre-vegetarian days. There was a tissuelike resistance—I could tear off strands that felt like muscle. Granted, without any sauce or fixings, the strips' flavor resembled that of a grilled Chick-fil-A breast abandoned in a cup holder for a few days.
    Note: I'm sorry vegetarian - this will not cut it:
  • Benjamin shared from Lit : A Memoir (P.S.) by Mary Karr
    “Well, if God doesn’t exist, who’s laughing at us?” —Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov
    Note: Right??
  • Benjamin shared from Overshared in the FEATURES section of Mother Jones by Monika Bauerlein and Clara Jeffery
    It's not a stretch to say that there's a corporate spy operation equal to the NSA—indeed, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference.
    Note: From @motherjones "Overshared" on corporate vs. govt invasions of privacy: