A book is put together like a puzzle. The first piece is the proposal that gets you the gig. Then the research. Writing 80.000 words (in this case) comes next. Then editing. My upcoming book has passed these hurdles.We now have a rough of the book cover, reproduced on your left. This is not . . . . Continue Reading »
I reported earlier here at SHS about a published paper in which scientists claimed to have made sperm from embryonic stem cells. That paper has now been retracted. From the story:A paper that made international headlines earlier this month is causing headaches for its authors. Late last week several . . . . Continue Reading »
The caved linden wood crucifixes offered by this site are not bad, but this saccharine head, I think, just doesn’t work:and this is even worse:Sleeping through the crucifixion. . . . . Continue Reading »
If Barbara Coombs Lee, the assisted suicide zealot who heads Compassion and Choices, is for something, run in the other direction as fast as you can! Lately, she has been opining about health care reform over at the Huffington Post—but what is amazing is that she seems to have forgotten things . . . . Continue Reading »
Over at Image , Santiago Ramos joins First Things ’ campaign to colonize Mars. Slowly but surely, we’ll reach a majority: We seem to aim at so little today, to have such small interests in mind. No wonder the biotech visionaries have gained a hearing: They claim to be going somewhere. . . . . Continue Reading »
The Nordic philosopher and priest Anders Chydenius (1729-1803)the “Adam Smith of the North” once asked : Would the Great Master, who adorns the valley with flowers and covers the cliff itself with grass and mosses, exhibit such a great mistake in man, his masterpiece, that . . . . Continue Reading »
I was trying to locate some of the 0ld warnings about mixing religion and politics. So I searched for “God not Republican”. I was informed, however, that that “Campaign [is] Unavailable.” The “alert has expired.” Fuggedaboutit. Drop it. The crisis is . . . . Continue Reading »
Oh, I remember these:The chapel in the basement of the high school was all in this style. We sang the matching songs there, as well, of course. All by the St. Louis . . . . Continue Reading »