Wargr — essays by Michael Wargr
The Strange Mercy of Death
Most people treat death as a distant abstraction. I met it at fifteen, and it never went back to being an idea.
The side effect of knowing yourself
The most confident people I have known never seem particularly interested in the question of how they look. That, it turns out, is the trick.
The Whore of Babylon Was Always Us
I thought religion was a trick for gullible people. Then the old stories started looking less like superstition and more like a report on the crowd, and on me.
How we choose the slaughterhouse
You think you think for yourself. You don't. You follow, repeat, defend, and call the fence your own judgement.
How fear turns the good in us into corruption
Corruption rarely starts with a bad person. It starts with a good one who learns to use goodness as an alibi.