Who We Are

Since World War II, we have been a nation that said we were a home for the outcast. It has been our identity in the world; it has been our beacon, a figurative idea made literal by the statue of Lady Liberty that stands roughly 5 miles from where I type this. "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

BARchetypes: The One Who’s Gonna Die Here

It's been some time since I wrote 1 of these, but seeing as I'm in my last month, I figured I'd bring back this feature for an appropriate send off. Bar regulars are a varied lot. There are the assholes and the loners, but somewhere in between sits the patron saint of all drunks: The … Continue reading BARchetypes: The One Who’s Gonna Die Here

Roger Ebert and the Beauty of Art Criticism

This week, we lost one of the greatest film critics to ever live. Roger Ebert was a legend in the world of cinephiles, and even casual movie fans know the iconic 'Thumbs Up/Thumbs Down' review that he and the late Gene Siskel made famous on their seminal review show, "At The Movies." The man who … Continue reading Roger Ebert and the Beauty of Art Criticism