Essay

Two Paths Diverging

Do you know the Robert Frost poem, The Road Not Taken? Of course you do. It’s one of his most famous. Everyone knows at least the last three lines: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I, I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. I have heard multiple stories about the writing of this poem. Generally it is agreed that it was written as a bit of a joke, poking fun at an indecisive friend.

A Kind Of Slur

Words are powerful things. One of the greatest lies in modern discourse is the suggestion that words are somehow less significant or “real” than physical action. “Sticks and Stones,” after all. A politician who says all the right things is branded an empty suit if their actions are not measured in kind. But words control us in marked and unavoidable ways. There are words that we feel bad for saying, or uncomfortable even thinking.