To separate and group; to cause to separate; a distancing between two people or things
America is a two-headed coin. On one side is the image of a head facing left. He believes in justice, equality, and freedom of thought. On the other side, a head facing right. She believes in justice, equality, and freedom of thought. Every four years, these faces tumble in the atmosphere between two oceans and 300 hundred million voices call it in the air.
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To preserve in brine or vinegar; any vegetable so preserved; a troublesome situation
To pickle is to embalm a vegetable in the holy waters of new life. Some priests trust the sterile clarity of vinegar to silence microscopic dissent. Others crave cacophony. They call forth a billion-billion anaerobic bacteria — or yeast — and set fire to our food. Closer to alchemy than baptism, it gives our vegetable second life.
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Personal item; a possession; acceptance as a natural member or part
Last night, I was in a land before technology. A space without belongings. A time before friend requests and fire.
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Malevolence; cherished malice, enmity, or dislike; ill will
Fire, like anger, is a thing that happens. To be precise, it is a chemical reaction between oxygen, heat, and some object of sacrifice. A weekend trip, 500 miles, and two kicking kids in the backseat. A marriage, a confession, and a suitcase-toting spouse. A living room, asunder, and a puppy cowering in shame.
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Senseless talk or writing; nonsense; rubbish
Also spelled cod’s wallop. But what does it mean? Folderol. Balderdash. Bunkum. Applesauce. Hogwash. Of the rich catalog of pseudo-sensical synonyms for “nonsense,” Codswallop is a top-drawer specimen.
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An assemblage; method of plan or procedure; the world or universe
Adulthood is the key, youth the shackles. Don’t believe me? Picture a 7-year-old, full of snot, next in line at the supermarket. He’s kicking a basket along the ground, inch by inch. The basket holds his weight in cookies. The blue-hairs in line behind him are aghast. They twist their heads in search of the responsible parent. The nosy cashier peers down his apron: Does your mommy know were you are? Where are you going to do with all those cookies? How are you going to pay for those?
Seriously demeaning stuff.
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The exchange of goods or services; an instance of selling; being sold
You can’t say no to brunch at Philip’s, despite the shortcomings. His living room seats about 8 people comfortably, 12 uncomfortably, and today buckles under the strain of 20 hungover hipsters with paper plates on their laps. Plus the whole ordeal is tragically vegan. But there is always way too much Champagne and that guarantees good conversation. Between bites of a soyrizo scramble, Jeff asks me questions about Sales. That’s today’s word of the day.
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The motion of an object in or through a medium; a swift passage or movement; the ability to fly
It’s a shame we don’t appreciate the miracle of aeronautics. We talk about air travel like it’s a chore. Wide-eyed families once draped themselves in Sunday Best for a two-hour skip through the sky. Now they don pajamas and trudge through the airport with Xanax in their carry on. We treat every flight like it’s our first day in prison.
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One who handles, controls, or directs a business; a contriver; an intriguer
As a society, we have a fraught relationship with management. Think of your favorite managers from television. They fall into one of three categories: lunatic, monster, or narcissist.
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A shady resting place; a spindle of a wheel; a tree, as opposed to a shrub
Today’s word of the day might remind you of trees, foliage, or one of those things that’s neither a pergola or a gazebo. But for me, Arbor unlocks a cavalcade of sense data: the sound of mismatched chairs at a dozen mismatched tables squeaking on a worn wood floor, the glow of small white lightbulbs that spell out “Oakland” on the wall, and the smell and taste of freshly brewed coffee.
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