the flittings of birds

[…] I suppose tomorrow we must call on that very dameish woman, Mrs Warburton, with Miss Talbot?

It was Super Bowl 44 Sunday. Snowmageddon was upon us like “The Day After Tomorrow.”

Alistair Beaton's new translation of Brecht's parable restores the frequently cut prologue, in which a harassed government official attempts to persuade a group of farmers to see the benefits of collectivisation, and is told that he will have to watch a play first.