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Aaron Linderman
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Beautiful Indian Summers - But to What End?
A little while ago my wife and I began watching Indian Summers , a show about the British Raj's annual move to Simla, in the foothills of the Himalaya, where it sheltered from Delhi's summer heat. The show is visually stunning, marked by the natural beauty...

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Journey to Colonus: A Historical Novel and Much More
Franklin Debrot's debut novel, Journey to Colonus , though a work of historical fiction long in the making, is a work for the present day, with themes of racial conflict, political divisions, campus agitation, and Russian influence in America. That all thi...

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What Does Auld Lang Syne Mean?
Most Americans know at least the opening line of Robert Burn's poem "Auld Lang Syne," set to a Scottish folk tune which is at once melancholy and joyous. It doesn't take a linguist to realize that "auld" is simply "old" in Burns' Scottish dialect. But bey...

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The Godhead See
My favorite lines from any hymn come from "Hark, the Herald Angels Sing": Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see / Hail the incarnate Deity. The King's College Chapel choir sings an excellent rendition of the hymn below (as does the St. Paul's Choir ), but I thin...

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Amazon appears to be running a sale on Rediscovering Irregular Warfare. It's currently just $11 in hardback for Prime members! A perfect Christmas gift for that voracious reader of military history in your life.... (And if you're in the Greater Charlottesville area, I'm happy to sign copies!)

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Comics: A Great American Institution
I love comics. My newspaper, the Financial Times , is in other respects an admirable publication but, sadly, has no comics. From time to time my parents are kind enough to send me some they've saved. I don't merely think comics are enjoyable - though they ...

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A Poem for Advent from G. K. Chesterton
A Child of the Snows There is heard a hymn when the panes are dim, And never before or again, When the nights are strong with a darkness long, And the dark is alive with rain. Never we know but in sleet and in snow, The place where the great fires are, That...
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