The child therefore distinguishes between a rule that is true in itself and mere custom, present or future. And yet he is all the time enslaved to custom and not to any juridico-moral reason or reality distinct from this custom and superior to it.

I stared at the wheel, debating, the room spinning from alcohol, my newfound financial cojones, and pure rage at Victoria, who was so far beyond bitch-eating-crackers territory by now.

Such one-on-one “swearing contests” are routinely decided in favor of law enforcement officers, but in this case the district court sided with the accused bank robber.

The ten-year-old Ardbeg is traditionally considered the saltiest, peatiest malt on Islay (and that's saying something).