Our Personal Struggles May Be Invisible to Others

“All those bookstores I utilized to work in have actually closed,” he added. (Susan Sawatzky, Colorado Springs).
Heres Wesley Morris on weeping at the films: “What I d felt was the ancient power of art to make a puddle of us. E.T. led me into a love affair with being made to weep among strangers in the dark.

From the NPR site, heres Glen Weldon, noting that his current television-watching routines recall those of some 20 years back, when he was “operating in bookstores” and “attempting to make mock turtlenecks take place for me.” “All those bookstores I used to work in have closed,” he included. “Also Im bald now, so mock turtlenecks just make me look like roll-on deodorant.” (Susan Sawatzky, Colorado Springs).
From The Atlantic, heres Jennifer Senior about a withholding pal: “Her life was constantly great, swell, simply couldnt be better, thanks. Talking with her was like playing strip poker with somebody in a down parka.” (Susan Dixon, Kennewick, Wash., and David Schaps, Bnei Brak, Israel).
From The New Yorker, heres Margaret Talbot on Supreme Court Justice Amy Coney Barrett and her ideological allies: “The America of 2022 is quite clearly not a country where citizens capability to praise freely is in jeopardy. (Sally Corden, Madison, Wis., and Pete Browne, Kansas City, Mo.).
From The Washington Post, heres Damon Young in his debut column in the papers magazine, about getting doxxed by white supremacists: “If youre regards disabled by the insipid uniformity of presence, and seem like an approximate assemblage of stellar flotsam scudding toward the sweet nothingness of death, and require an anchor to advise you of the preciousness of life, try Be Black, Get doxxed.” (Kennetha Bigham-Tsai, East Lansing, Mich., and S.R. Cohen, Baltimore).
The Times! Heres Wesley Morris on weeping at the movies: “What I d felt was the ancient power of art to make a puddle people. E.T. led me into a love affair with being made to weep among complete strangers in the dark. I almost typed being reduced to tears, other than where is the reduction? Weeping for art is an honor, an exaltation, a salute. Its applause with mucous and salt.” (Jo Wollschlaeger, Portland, Ore., and Mary Allman-Koernig, Port Charlotte, Fla.).
Heres Molly Young on the brand-new book “Love in the Time of Contagion” by Laura Kipnis: “For three of the books 4 essays, scooting around Kipniss mind seems like consuming the worlds finest path mix: no dud raisins to move aside, only M&Ms and the fancier nuts.” (Barbara Buswell, Oakland, Calif.).
And heres Maureen Dowd, wittily connecting President Richard Nixons nickname for a few of his essential assistants with reports that President Donald Trump may have stuffed important papers into the toilet: “Nixon had the plumbing technicians. Trumps the one who needed them.” (Karen Shectman, Pittsboro, N.C., and Stan Seltzer, Trumansburg, N.Y., to name a few).