Life as I once knew it is now over.
Oh it’s not as terrible as it sounds. Veteran parents will scare the newly initiated with horror stories of dirty diapers and sleepless nights (all of which are true), but those challenges are coupled with a renewed sense of purpose and a whole lot of love and cuteness.
Despite the new constraints on my time, I am still far more productive than I have ever been. How did I do this? …
Let me start off by saying that coronavirus is NOT Trump’s fault (not exactly), and it’s not yours either. But at the very least, we are co-creating a world where a scourge like this has become inevitable and sadly poetic. In all truth, we’ve lost our way. And we’ve been sent a blessing disguised as a curse to help us get back on the path.
I’ll admit that the title of this article is a bit disingenuous, but hey, my hands are tied here. I had to get your attention somehow. We’re all cooperating with a system that is constantly…
The probability is high that you are one of the 115 million Americans who traveled over the holidays—the busiest travel season on record. This implies that the holidays are a time for love and reunion, when most of us return to the comfort of our families. Of course in recent years, political rivalry has made these reunions confrontational.
While the belief systems of my family are quite uniform (most of us lean left), my close friends from childhood are a mixed bag. I am fortunate to have remained close to many elementary school chums, with some connections stretching as far…
In the last 24 hours, minority president Donald Trump made several remarks that were outrageous even for him—a man who once said that it’s his right to grab women by their genitals. And the country’s largest liberal media outlets are struggling to keep up.
According to chief editor of The New York Times, Dean Baquet, the media giant is at risk of not being able to cover the nation’s top political news for the first time in its 168 year history.
“We have a staff of 67 reporters assigned to exclusively cover White House news, and they are all working…
One of the hardest things I’ve had to do as a man is to admit to the parts of myself, deep down as they were, that considered women to be less than. I can trace this back to modeling by men who thought of women as sex objects, and these ideas were calcified in my adolescence by the fear that no woman would ever let me kiss her, let alone have sex with her. Men have a deep sexual need and desire for biological reasons, but also for emotional and psychological ones. Many of us feel that we can only…
“What are your pronouns?”, the young clerk asked me after introducing themself by their full name and stating their preference.
You must understand that I don’t watch television. I’m not on instagram and steal but furtive glances at other social media platforms. In other words, I try to live exclusively in the geographically immediate “real world” or my inner landscape. So the clerk’s proclamation and request left me quite baffled. Last I checked, gender fluidity was something that happens at a co-ed pool.
“We,” I replied.
“The royal we, you know the editorial…”
Ok, I actually said my name…
Amidst the avalanche of vulgar news coming out of Washington, did you happen to catch this gem?
On January 25th, The Washington Post reported that the chief curator of the Guggenheim, Nancy Spector, rebuffed a request from the White House to borrow a van Gogh painting to decorate Trump’s living quarters.
As an alternative, the Guggenheim offered up a fully-functional, 18K solid gold toilet, an installation by Italian artist Maurizio Cattelan, who emerged from a five-year retirement in late 2016 for this installation, which he dubbed “America.” Reportedly, over 100,000 visitors to the Guggenheim have already relieved themselves using this…
Two armies form ranks
on a monochrome field,
pawns, rooks, and knights,
refusing to yield.
Fight for the great cause
of more wealth and power!
Fifteen defend one —
a king who doth cower.
He gives the command,
“Servants, now attack
your clear nemeses.
You are white. They are black!”
Noble warriors advance
towards presumed enemies,
killing for their supper
as grim masters please.
An ancient fable retold:
“us” against “others”.
Don’t be fooled into battle
against sisters & brothers.
Beneath paint and polish
the truth is concealed:
All players are one
on life’s battlefield.
A pointless game repeats
through history’s layers,
with stories of hate
to inspire the players.
I remind you friends
that you needn’t play.
But your other option
isn’t walking away…
See a crown is nothing
but a thin golden ring,
and with enough pawns
you can topple both kings.
The sign read, Free beliefs! Take all you desire!
I entered the store, thinking them liars.
I grabbed a belief, the material shoddy,
and draped it all over my cold, naked body.
It felt so light and so smooth on my skin,
that I took several more from the big belief bin.
This one says Liberal, that one said Jew.
Those two over there said, I’m Me and, You’re You.
Brilliant, Progressive, Right all the Time,
all those beliefs they fit me just fine.
Republican, Christian, Country, and Wrong,
those four I would not even bother try on.
Burn baby burn!
That’s my immediate response to reports that a festival created by rapper Ja Rule and entrepreneur Billy McFarland, has epically failed.
The festival website described their partnership based on “a mutual interest in technology, the ocean, and rap music. This unique combination of interests led them to the idea that, through their combined passions, they could create a new type of music festival and experience on a remote island.”
Nope. As you’re probably aware they most certainly could not. (Although I am amused that rap, technology, and the ocean are decribed as “a unique combination of interests”.)
Neo-luddite. Hypocrite. Dissident.