Essays and ephemera
The Chickenshit Club by Jesse Eisinger is easily the best titled book to come out this year. It’s also the best titled book about fighting against corporations.
Enough about the title. The book itself is a slog, where readers endure an Old Testament-esque history of the Justice Department battling corporations over the last four decades.
Every day I try to be a better writer. It would probably help if I wrote every day. While emails count, I feel they don’t let me flex my writing muscle.
I wanted a good grammar book to read. Something that was between diagraming sentences and Strunk and White. I recently read June Casagrande’s book It Was the Best of Sentences, It Was the Worst of Sentences and found the book charming. In a breezy and conversational manner, Casagrande goes through the mechanics of good writing. I felt that for me, a busy professional, I was able to refresh my grammar without feeling beleaguered.
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While at a bachelor party recently, a fellow attendee told me he was at a wedding and the first song the DJ played was Busta Rhymes’ “Break Your Neck.”
As someone in their early thirties, I’ve been to my fair share of weddings. I admit I haven’t seen everything, but this is the craziest wedding story I’ve heard.
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