Michael is a long-time friend of In The Middle whose work I have commented upon here several times in the past -- e.g., in these posts: An Historian's Notes for a Miloszan Humanism, Wolves and Enemy Combatants, Humanism and the Inhuman, A Time in Which Vagabonds and Skinny Dogs Wander in the Grey Fog: On Sadness, and Like An Old Inscription That Has Been Scratched and Covered With Leaves: A