I wonder what it's like living with a lie like that for so long.
Must be a strange feeling.
Unrelatedly, I have an assload of comics it's not worth me storing any more. I could just dump them, but it feels weird. They're not special, worth anything, or particularly complete storylines.
What does one do?
Yeah, that MIT story was bananas.
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What does one do?
Do you have any kids in your neighborhood?
When I moved from LA to SF I decided not to move a bunch of comics.
I rounded up some kids on the street and brought down three boxes and they were thrilled.
Do you have any kids in your neighborhood?
I assume so. Don't know where any live, though.
I assume so. Don't know where any live, though.
I was in Echo Park so it was easy to go down in the street and boom- there they were. It's not like I had to go door to door.
I expect if you dropped it off at Salvation Army some kid would be happy to get a stack of comics for 25 cents.
Maybe the library could help you find a place -- an afterschool center or something like that.
I will look into both those options--thanks!
Locally in MA, there's a book donation charity that is happy to take old comic books -- the ones they can't sell get given away to kid centers and prisons, et cetera.
You could also try giving away the lot on Freecycle.
Marilee Jones, the dean of admissions at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, became well known for urging stressed-out students competing for elite colleges to calm down and stop trying to be perfect. Yesterday she admitted that she had fabricated her own educational credentials, and resigned after nearly three decades at M.I.T. Officials of the institute said she did not have even an undergraduate degree.
I kind of love this. It is wrong and I'm not disputing that, but still.