Little Yurt on the Steppe

On the road to Cyberia I took a wrong turn and ended up on the Great Eastern Plains. Fortunately, a group of Khalkha nomads took me in and taught me the secrets of life on the steppe. Now, I sit in my yurt, eating mutton dumplings and drinking a weak milk tea as I recount my tales of this Mongolian life.

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On der Gubernator und democracy

During the history department's inaugural grad student happy hour this afternoon, a colleague remarked that, "If you've got a problem with Arnold [being elected], you've got a problem with democracy."

To which I gave the only logical and correct reply, "I guess I have a problem with democracy."

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