The phrase if it please you has been shortened and shortened over time—until it’s become more brusque than courteous. Growing up in a strict household, I was taught to honor etiquette; I still call my elders “sir” and “ma’am,” and I always say thank you.
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America faces a type of extremist violence it does not know how to stop. “Blood grows hot, and blood is spilled. Thought is forced from old channels into confusion. Deception breeds and thrives. Confidence dies, and universal suspicion reigns.
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In the summers of my youth, the rooms were always air-conditioned. This machine-cooled air came not from window units, which were a relic of the cities, but from central systems that chilled every inch of living space to an Alaskan 67 degrees. The air seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere.
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Yesterday I wrote a piece for my paid subscribers about my experience bonding with my fellow passengers during the hours we were stuck on the tarmac in Newark: Nothing is working right now. Not retail. Not restaurants. Not hotels. Not air travel. Not schools. Not healthcare.
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