But as I read it almost every night right before bedtime for years, I began to see that it was an art not unlike that found in The Canon by lady's companions--the ones who clip articles for peppery old ladies to read aloud. Those poor Aramintas seem to know by instinct how to mix reports of a prime minister's speech with an amusing clipping about a dog while lightly touching on new scientific breakthroughs and a society wedding. It's a talent, really.
Each evening as I was winding down I would get a selection like:
NASA turns urine into sports drink
The most awesome knot on the planet
The intelligence test Thomas Edison gave to potential employees
Elevator Weatherman Prank:
Coal Loses It's Grip in West Virginia
7 Foods that Have Led to War
And a host of heavier fare that would violate my long-held wish to paddle away from the Rocky Shoals of Political Discord.
Now after 8 years my lady's companion has retired (maybe she was snapped up by an RDD) and I have to go hunting up another one. And good ones are so hard to come by these days...