
by Jared VanDyke Part two of a five-part series I spent Sunday morning worrying more about the color of my aura than what outfit to wear to church. If my body projected […]
by Jared VanDyke Part two of a five-part series I spent Sunday morning worrying more about the color of my aura than what outfit to wear to church. If my body projected […]
Today is “To Write Love on Her Arm” Day, a time for raising awareness about suicide prevention. In honor of the day, and in memory of those who’ve taken their own lives, […]
by Jared VanDyke Part one of a five-part series The winding backwoods roads of Chautauqua County, New York, are lined with churches and scrap heaps. Trailers and half-completed ranch-style homes, surrounded by […]
I drove my son to school this morning, and I felt guilty about it. Hardly an event worthy to dissect on a blog devoted largely to weightier matters of politics and economics, […]
Ceci n’est pas Pink #@#@^&%$ Floyd… Historians often argue that dates should not be the focus of history. Hell, much of the last quarter century has been dominated by intellectuals arguing that […]
Today one of my good friends will stand before a judge in the company of her husband and dissolve her marriage. It is in one respect a common act, though rarely uneventful: […]
“When all you are becomes defined as the amount of information traceable to you, what are we then? What have we become, in a world where there is no separation, no door, […]
“To take people from the music world and give them the same kind of credibility that you give me, Morgan Freeman, Laurence Fishburne, Forest Whitaker—that’s like an aberration. I know there’s some […]
“What they really want to see is, they want you to chop your fucking arm off, hold up your arm, wave it around spewing blood, and believe me, if you did that, […]
Many an activist and other members of the liberal left (sorry, conservatives, there’s nothing derogatory about that term you use for us) has torn out his or her hair over apathy on […]