some stuff i've written about Culture
Why I Love Donald Trump
To be perfectly candid with you, I didn’t want to write this post. But I kinda’ backed myself into a corner five years ago, and I knew that if I was going to have any sense of integrity I’d have…
Goodbye Mr. Trump
Today Donald Trump is evicted. Not from the White House (unfortunately), but from my brainspace. He’s already taken up much more room than he deserves.
I used to think the candle I lit that day in the Holocaust Museum meant something. Never again.
I saw an article the other day about how loneliness is as bad for you as cigarettes or something. I don’t smoke much these days, but I’m terribly lonely — and have been for years.
My Cult Story (A Documentary Film)
We were supposed to change the world — a weird kind of extraordinary was defined by Gothard’s lists. When that’s your normal,the message hammered into you is just ‘You’re not good enough.’
Do This Instead
This is mostly written to myself, as a reminder that the things I usually do are not the things that make me happy. I’m trying to change that.
To Lose Myself in Earth's Shallow Soil
I feel the soil of our planet growing thinner. It’s becoming more difficult to find space where we can send our roots down deep, for strength and water and life. Do you know what this feels like?
A Tattoo and a Prayer
It seemed like a good time to carve these words onto my chest. I have a feeling I’ll need them close by in the days ahead.
To My Friends Who Voted for Donald Trump
did you think this wouldn’t happen? or did you think you could vote for a man who consistently appealed to hatred, xenophobia, and fear mongering and then wash your hands of the results?
day 18: this illusion of vulnerability on internet screens
What does it mean for folks like us (who choose to write certain words about our lives on internet screens for anyone to read) that the thing withheld is often the real story?