We are limiting the potential of this campaign if we insist that everyone get in a box and become one of three things: perpetrators, victims, or allies. I was a … Continue reading →
I was 6 years old when 9/11 happened. I don’t remember a lot. I don’t remember what the news was reporting. I don’t even remember how or if my parents … Continue reading →
A Concise History of Environmental Racism and Justice in the US I never knew the Anacostia River in Washington, D.C to be anything other than disgusting. My family would joke … Continue reading →
ANDERSON, Ind.—It was close to midnight, and I was sitting at a small campfire with Sybilla and Josh Medlin in back of an old warehouse in an impoverished section of … Continue reading →
the burnt torso of a monk an enemy monk tonight a cigarette glows in the dark and is crushed . I’ve been asked to teach a course in American … Continue reading →
. About award-winning short film Perfectly Normal, director Joris Debeij says: I was introduced to Jordan, the effervescent subject of this Op-Doc, by a mutual friend; we met for lunch … Continue reading →
The other night I was eating dinner with some friends and the conversation turned, as it does these days, toward the coming apocalypse. There was some talk about Victory Gardens, … Continue reading →
This morning, I took down my American flag. I always fly the flag for holidays and such. I like the flag. For one thing, I think it’s pretty, a bit … Continue reading →
I am from St. Louis. To be specific, I am from an inner ring suburb, University City. As I write, my community is embroiled in its fourth night of demonstrations … Continue reading →
The first chill of autumn is threading its way through the trees, like a brown yarn among the dense green flags. It’s exhilarating. I’m happy. I don’t care how many … Continue reading →
It’s been a while since I’ve had occasion to see the human form, male version, naked, from behind. Luckily, this circumstance was remedied over the weekend, when I went to … Continue reading →
One powerful image can overthrow the whole decaying edifice of empiricism and thrust us back into the medieval mind of gods, miracles, witches, and the wonders of an empowered and … Continue reading →
Sane Soldiering in the Information Wars Incoming! Late in the day on Friday afternoons, when many of us used to look forward to some downtime alone or with friends or … Continue reading →
. “Self-portrait in a Convex Mirror” is the title poem of a 1975 collection by the American writer John Ashbery. The poem is a meditation on a 1524 painting by … Continue reading →