by Runaway Slave | Aug 15, 2007 | Costa Rica, Education, Essays & Articles, Hope, Libertarian Curmudgeon
Gabrielle is 11 years old. She’s four and a half feet tall and doesn’t weigh much more than a couple sacks of groceries. Her black hair shines in the dim light of the dingy classroom as she nervously twirls it in the fingers of her right hand. Her eyes are almost...
by Runaway Slave | Feb 2, 2007 | Essays & Articles, Hope, Human Interest, Libertarian Curmudgeon
My baby sister Megan was nearly young enough to be my daughter. She was only two when I left home for college. We never lived under the same roof again. I never thought a sister whom I hardly knew would have so much to teach me about living and dying. Yesterday she...
by Runaway Slave | Dec 7, 2006 | Bubble, Essays & Articles, Government, Hope, Key West, Libertarian Curmudgeon
One of the first things I noticed returning to Key West after almost a year in Central America is the number of shiny new public buildings in town. Almost all public buildings in Costa Rica have a humble, flaking-paint shabbiness about them that seems to assure the...
