Does intellectual ability make us human? Or self-consciousness? Or the possession of a soul? Or tool-making? Or private property? Or genetic inheritance? Whatever definition we choose, it excludes some creatures we might want to include in the "human."
Of all the things that exist, none is stranger than nothing. But, of course, nothing is not a thing, and neither can it be said to exist. So why are people fascinated by nothing? Why should something so crazy and mind-boggling be important?
What seems to provoke disgust is the co-presence of death with pulsing life: the corpse being consumed by bacteria and worms, living things turned to dead pulp in digestion, bleeding wounds, scurrying rats in graveyards.
But many people don't know that New Jersey is a fertile breeding ground for writers, some of them quite renowned. And I would wager that most would be truly startled to learn that the star in the Jersey firmament is--drum roll here--Newark. This is a city that struggles with many burdens.
Lost in the conversation of the impact of eBooks is the plight of the mainstream novelist, who writes books that fit no genre category but nevertheless represent the crown jewels of the authorial world, the lynchpin of the trade publishing business.
The world is entering an era of resource scarcity. China's leadership recognizes this and is beating us to the punch. They're racing to accumulate critical and diminishing resources vital to every aspect of modern life, from growing and transporting food to making and running the computers