You’re In Here, Too
It’s morning but still dark out. It’s also raining and cold. I’m walking out of the twenty-four-hour fitness center, on my way to the all-night Waffle House, when a woman hails me from her car. She has just run away…
Read more

It’s morning but still dark out. It’s also raining and cold. I’m walking out of the twenty-four-hour fitness center, on my way to the all-night Waffle House, when a woman hails me from her car. She has just run away…
Read more
IN THE MORNING, Dad feels better. Ida praises him for what he ate: a boiled egg, a piece of toast, a glass of orange juice. “Did you sleep, Dad?” I ask. “I slept OK.” “His color’s better this morning, isn’t…
Read more
I assign Martin Luther King Jr.’s ”Letter from Birmingham Jail” to the freshmen every term. It’s not an easy piece to read, and over the years I’ve come to know where they’ll get hung up. For example, they’ll press me…
Read more
My first argument with James Hillman [“The Myth Of Therapy,” Issue 185] concerns his assumption that therapies which emphasize the child archetype also encourage blaming. In bad therapy, perhaps, but when the child archetype is effectively explored, the opposite occurs….
Read more
This month marks The Sun’s twenty—fifth anniversary. As the deadline for the January issue approached—and passed—we were still debating how to commemorate the occasion in print. We didn’t want to waste space on self-congratulation, but we also didn’t think we…
Read more