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Who Hates Whom
Who Hates Whom:

Well-Armed Fanatics,
Intractable Conflicts,

and Various Things Blowing Up
A Woefully Incomplete Guide™

“Revelatory... Harris's sly wit and infectious curiosity make understanding world chaos fascinating... witty, horrific, and necessary.”

-- Boston Globe


"Brave... irreverent... charges into the thick of the globe's myriad simmering wars... hilariously relaxed."

-- New York Observer


“Fascinating, enlightening, and surprisingly: NOT TOTALLY DEPRESSING.”

-- John Hodgman,
author, The Areas of My Expertise and correspondent for The Daily Show

 


"A rollicking ride of intellectual discovery and emotional growth... his comic timing never fails"
-- The Wall Street Journal

"A surprisingly touching memoir"
-- Entertainment Weekly

"Effortlessly funny and informative... tender, human, and very wise... A must for anyone who loves Jeopardy!, or has ever seen it, or is breathing."
-- Joss Whedon, creator, Buffy the Vampire Slayer


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I'm in the process of moving, which is to say I'm sorting through about a decade of crap, diving it into keep, toss, donate, and eBay piles.  I'm enough of a pack-rat that this has taken on the feel of archaeology, exploring layer after layer of long-forgotten scraps and then theorizing as to their origins.

I actually own Barry Goldwater cocktail napkins, for example.  How or why that's possible, I have no idea.  But there they are.

Going through the different strata brings back memories of various failures, mistakes, and what-was-I-thinkings.  It's both fun and sad all at the same time.  I'm using letters from people I've lost touch with to date surrounding objects the way different styles of pottery shards are used to put a timeline on ancient bone fragments.

The back of one closet even has a Ralph Nader for President yard sign from 2000, which is particularly interesting, given that I do not have a yard.  What possessed me to possess this I have no idea, but it's an odd enough item that I thought I'd see if anything similar was available on eBay.

Nope.  Instead, when you search under "nader 2000," you get this.

Can't say I'm surprised.  Two wars and two questionable elections later... America in 2000 seems like another world entirely.  And a terrific bad science fiction movie seems a good fit for where we've gone since.