Our actions during the pandemic betray what we claim as our national identity. We are not nice people.
All predictions were that we would be a great society by 2020. Those predictions were wrong. 2020 is already disappointing.
It’s my birthday, but how many of us will be here for the next one? We’re dying too quickly and that’s a problem!
The New Yorker scooped my planned topic so we got all depressed and went this direction instead.
Being creative and maintaining that creativity raises a lot of questions and doubts and the fear that we’re all going mad.
[Annoying copy reminding people I need to eat at least once a week. Either buy something or drop us some cash.] An editorial reminder that links in this…
Striving for perfection sounds like a good thing right up until the point it causes a heart attack, or ruins a relationship, or makes life suck. We need to let go of perfection everywhere we can.
We have fallen victim to the good guy/bad guy mythology of Nationalism and it is a large part of what fuels our intolerance and racism.
Our Prologue to Another Tuesday In Another Coffee Shop ties up loose ends and provides some closure
The final chapters of our base story take us to a climactic end.