It was barely noticeable, but right then I watched as a man’s mental faculties shut down rapidly and any brainpower was diverted to purely primal urges. Our new travel companion, in a purely run-of-the-mill conversation about what we do for…
Tip #9: “Holier than thou” Is Right
I fucking hate Bible thumpers. There is nothing worse than these vitriolic little photons coming together by the bajillions to comprise the highest-energy beam of celestial light, the gamma ray, effusively emitting the equivalent of the Sun’s entire lifetime energy…
Tip #8: The Tenderness of Cutthroats
Davi never spoke. Davi only snarled. Every word. His cute family nickname was just a euphemism for the true ruffian, Porfirio, that lay beneath the surface. Davi’s ancestors, the Guarani, were peaceful tribes, content to subsist off the yucca that…
Tip #7: Handling Your Shit in the Land of Milk and Vodka
One fine day in Eastern Europe I had my ear twisted by the warblings of a drunken Ukrainian youth who had spent some time in America, and felt the need to both praise and shit-talk his own people, as I’ve noticed…