First Person
by Oronte Churm Readers of my regular dispatches for McSweeney’s Internet Tendency email me to say, “Oronte, you’re so erudite, so urbane! Your prose sparkles like a gin bottle at.
by Jude Fawley On the second day of my last full-time (temporary) job, my shift manager, “Frank,” pulled up a chair and leaned in close. He wanted to know a.
by Oronte Churm, an obvious pseudonym Ceci n’est pas une histoire d’pigeon. One night in Hanoi, before official U.S. rapprochement with Vietnam, Frenchy and I were in the Piano Restaurant.
by Oronte Churm, an obvious pseudonym My sister gets a bucket load of satisfaction from telling her friends and co-workers that I’m a professor. I’m not, of course. I’m a.
by Paul Collins After years of dividing my time between freelance writing and teaching online courses, I shifted entirely to writing books and articles. But to the online education industry,.
by J. Baxter I ANTICIPATE AND APPRECIATE the Adjunct Advocate and eagerly peruse its pages. To many of us here the magazine is analogous to a broadcast of “Radio Free.





