This past week has been loud. Our entrance into the Gilded Phage erupted in protests, violence, and hate speech, while Twitter fights, Facebook rants, and, most vital, thoughtful blog posts remain at pre-Election levels. Voices are still reaching the cheap seats as dire warnings of an encroaching wave of racism and bigotry are met with caustic dismissals … Continue reading What can a white, heterosexual, cisgender male do? Listen.
I'm gradually acclimating to the idea that I will still be here for a second autumn, winter, spring, summer...
The most frequent questions I used to get were about how I picked my cities or how I found an apartment or job, or if it were lonely doing what I do. Now, though, with only one city left, the question I get most is, "What's next?"
For the month of May, let us refrain from negative criticisms. Instead, let's focus on the positive and #SpreadTheLove.
"More or less…and this qualifier is the essence of what, for no particular reason, I’ve decided to call Gonzo Journalism. It is a style of “reporting” based on William Faulkner’s idea that the best fiction is far more true than any kind of journalism—and the best journalists have always known this."
Fifiteen tattoos into my inkification, I have added one more literary icon to my chest plate: Mark Twain.
Any consumption of art is an act of exclusion. When you wander the aisles of a bookstore, scroll your Netflix queue or open Spotify, you are presented with a sea of choices and you narrow it down based on internal criteria. You could spend your entire life devoted to consuming art and you’d still never … Continue reading The Art Diet: A Changing Meal
One of my favorite things in the world is creating a music mix. Call it a mixtape, a mixed CD, a playlist, whatever, the name doesn't matter, it's the act that matters. The curation of a good mix is an art form, but it's an act of love, too.