Wise words from From the Keyboard. Register to vote now (Tuesday is the cutoff in Ohio), and if registered, make sure to vote.
When I was living in New York, I had a friend who worked at night, and had to take the subway to her job. Naturally, her friends and family were concerned about her safety. One day, over coffee, she told a few of us she had never been bothered. We were surprised. We had all had unpleasant experiences of one kind or another on our commutes—men who groped us during rush hour crowding; men who followed us to or from our destinations; men who sat next to us in nearly empty subway cars. We all carried small cans of hair spray or deodorant in pockets where we could reach them quickly. Some of us carried pocket knives. Most of us wore whistles around our necks. We wanted to know her secret.
“Well,” she said, “as soon as I get on the train, I start talking to myself, as incoherently and…
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