The nation’s labor market continues to bifurcate, separating the workers lucky enough to get the high-skill jobs our economy has newly created (and get paid accordingly) from those stuck with jobs for which automation has taken away the need for skills and that therefore pay very little.
Benjamin M. Friedman, New York Review (October 12, 2017)
A commonplace book: an old-fashioned literary diary for recording interesting items from reading you've done. I use mine to record snippets from reading, conversation and life in general. (The early 2003 entries are from a period some years ago -- before the blog age -- when I tried an online commonplace book as a straight web page.)
Showing posts with label rage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rage. Show all posts
Friday, September 29, 2017
Sunday, July 21, 2013
To Evening
You set me and my thoughts a-wandering
along the path to the eternal void; and then
this wretched time flees, and with it
the throng of woes afflicting it and me;
and while I behold your peacefulness, that warlike
spirit that rages within me sleeps.
From "Alla sera" by Ugo Foscolo, translated by Allen Shearer, seen on a Metro bus
along the path to the eternal void; and then
this wretched time flees, and with it
the throng of woes afflicting it and me;
and while I behold your peacefulness, that warlike
spirit that rages within me sleeps.
From "Alla sera" by Ugo Foscolo, translated by Allen Shearer, seen on a Metro bus
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