Reflections on School and Prison
My wife doesn’t allow a television in our home, so when I’m traveling alone, as I often must, temptation sometimes overwhelms me and I find myself indiscriminately channel-surfing for hours, searching for what — I don’t know, perhaps a football game even in March or April, May, June, July, August. It was on such a fruitless mission in April that I paused on the A&E; channel long enough to hear that a documentary about cults was in the offing.