It's a sad fact that never before in American history has music been so confounded and scattered, as languages were in the biblical story of the Tower of Babel.
Instead of pulling an Elvis and shooting my TV, I sought relaxation and diversion in classical music. Eventually, I even learned to appreciate opera more than I thought possible.
In a quest to hear a Catholic Mass, a writer describes a surreal unfriendly scene where Muslims have taken over an old church.
What becomes of a country with a Veterans Administration that takes a year, often longer, to process claims while people suffer and die?