Word: confession
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...seen such a fashion for improving the lot of those who live in less happy lands since I was a child in Britain memorizing what bits of the empire sent what goods to the mother country (Malaya, rubber; the Gold Coast, cocoa; Bengal, jute). And I confess I get queasy at the memories and deeply uneasy that the U.S. may be about to embark on a voyage to disappointment...
...seen such a fashion for improving the lot of those who live in less happy lands since I was a child in Britain memorizing what bits of the empire sent what goods to the mother country (Malaya, rubber; the Gold Coast, cocoa; Bengal, jute). And I confess I get queasy at the memories and deeply uneasy that the U.S. may be about to embark on a voyage to disappointment...
...Well, like the former President said, I am not a crook. I've never stolen anything--anything, that is, besides music. But I confess to being an unrepentant ex-Napsterite, now a LimeWire artist. I can find almost any tune online. I download songs to my computer and then off-load them to my MP3 player or burn them onto CDs to play in my car. Like tens of millions of others, I don't consider myself particularly immoral...
...Later, after Harvard’s celebration had moved to the locker room and Dartmouth’s players started to file onto their bus, Lentz lingered outside Dillon Field House, the duffel bag slung over his shoulder the only baggage weighing on him. Only when pressed did he confess to some satisfaction over getting the better of Dartmouth...
...poured into my CD collection. More likely it was because I watched my roommate whither away, spending entire days downloading—shudder—only a cappella MP3s. (Those were dark times.) Unfortunately, now I am teased for throwing money away on CDs, but I must confess I am drawn to their neat packaging, their cover art, their portability, their character. I also like to think of myself as a humanitarian, clothing and feeding the poor indie artists of America. I have no moral qualms with downloading music. Rather, like my disdain for “Friends...