Why We Hate Each Other (or, a brief digression about why I think “Imagine” is a pretty neat song)

I attended college with an Iraqi named Ibrahim who was a couple of years older than I was. He had a metal plate in his head from injuries sustained in the Iran-Iraq War. He was a friendly guy whose name was easy to remember because he resembled American president Abraham Lincoln. Seriously. Summon an image […]

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