Under My Skin

Commentary

Emeritus

Asking what an emeritus does all day sounds fair, but the question is harder to answer than it sounds.

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Rules of incivility

Our job, often hard, is to always be civil. Society has zero tolerance for our ever being anything else.

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Rescue fantasies

In Walter Mitty moments, many of us daydream of glory: We’ll make that big discovery, score that disruptive app, homer in the bottom of the ninth...

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Fear

Fear mystifies. Fear masquerades. Fear can be trivial or terrifying. But fear is always there.

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Retail neurosis

When I stopped by last August to pick up new eyeglass lenses, Harold the optician sat alone in his shop.

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“I go by thickness”

On car trips with our kids, we used to listen to comedy tapes. (Cassette tapes. Look them up.) One of our...

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Patient, heal thyself!

Octavio has prostate cancer. His prostate growth is large but localized.

“What do your doctors suggest?” I asked him.

“They sent me to...

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