His hubris was that he didn’t think it would happen to him. He wasn’t supposed to be the target. He was supposed to be the gun. Guys like him: white, young, politically up-and-coming with security details, even, aren’t supposed to get hit. We reserve that for a classroom of third graders.
Category: Culture
Reflecting on Five Years Post-Pandemic
Today is the fifth anniversary of the start of the pandemic. On this day five years ago, I closed the studio. You know how there are those days you will never forget where you were and what you were doing when they happened? 9/11 is one of them for a lot of us. I was … Continue reading Reflecting on Five Years Post-Pandemic
Protect Your Peace: The Benefits of Disconnecting from Media
My posts have been so downbeat lately. First, I was whining about how my eye surgery got FUBARed, Then, the election had me in a total rage. But I’m here this week to report I’m feeling better. I’ve stopped reading the news and going on social media, and it’s made a tremendous difference in my … Continue reading Protect Your Peace: The Benefits of Disconnecting from Media
Just Be Professional
I hate these big, oversized Halliburton trucks, which have been making a big, oversized presence on the roads around here lately. Every time I see one, I fill with hate: hate for the industry they represent and the casual freedom with which they roll in and strafe the land. I hate sharing the road with … Continue reading Just Be Professional
Pronouns, ugh.
And can I just say here, because I can’t say it anywhere else: I don’t have a lot of patience with people’s pronouns when they are plural. I don’t mind switching from he to she or vice versa, but when she becomes they, I go into the land of confusion. I can’t help it. I am neurotypical.
Inspiration Location 