I Was Wrong About My Spouse
I always joke with people that I was never really plugged in enough to find myself in the firing line of all the classic Christian dogma taught to children.
The Three New Yorks
When asked if I needed a bag, demonstrated to the shopkeeper that I could simply slot two full-sized wine bottles into the two outer pockets of my oversized winter parka.
When Nietzsche Wept
I feel like I’ve never looked so long and hard at that abyss of nothingness.
All I Want for Christmas is My Damn Sofa
We’ve never seen anyone moving in with a sofa in our short tenure at the apartment building, but are they all just living sofa-less? Do they have some special teleportation key we’re missing?
The Ghost in the Machine
Perhaps AI is a new iteration of the Grand Inquisitor; a benevolent pseudo-dictator of our own making.
City on a Hill
D.C. is the only capital of a democratic country with no voting representation in the national legislature.
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Notes From [the] Underground Samaritan
A romantic war of moral good and evil without really wanting to realise that we’ve all fallen into the same trap.
Let This Cup Pass From Me
It feels a little bit like entrapment when we’re told to commit ourselves to an entire community without thoroughly vetting everyone.
Rebelling (or: Feelings Don’t Care About Facts)
Progressive politics have lost their narrative voice.
Like Diamond Chips on Julia’s Ring
I think my brain panics and freezes between political fighting and ephemeral flighting.
The Killing Fields
I can’t survive with the wideness I want.
To Wrap or not to Wrap
I don’t care about what silly persona Spotify has assigned to you or how many new artists you listened to.
It’s a Roy’s World
Our group chat on Microsoft Teams remains an active bombardment of shit-talking, work questions, the tea, and silly gifs and memes.
Haunted…Again?
I thought, in my sixteen-year-old wisdom, that I’d try blowing the socks off of my fellow AP English Composition students with our term project.
All Creatures Great and Small
Does God grieve the callousness of humans, the way they shoot helpless animals and delight in habitat destruction?
Ground Control
Life was simpler when I only had to worry about myself.
The Lost Generation
How we miss the good old days of Trogdor the Burninator and the distant idea of something going on in Afghanistan.
“What Can I Do if the Fire Goes Out?”
There’s the kind of grey that sucks in light like a black hole, making everything around it matte and dull. But then there’s the kind of grey that emits light and lifts rather than suppresses.
A Question of Ecstasy
Maybe it’s also too sordid to think about religious emotional manipulation at all.
The Key Tenets of a Good Murder
If someone is so foolish as to discuss grudges and murders in whispering galleries or by open windows, it serves them right to be snooped upon.
Much Ado About Nothing
Teachers always have some vague notion about how it’s going to be the most “relatable” of the plays—and the relative lack of bloody deaths and disturbing family dynamics is just a bonus.
What Oppenheimer Isn’t
My impression is that a great many people are dissatisfied with the film because they asked all the wrong questions.
Mirror, Mirror, on the Wall
But we don’t do anything about it.
The Problem With Parents
Parents have no entitlement to their children’s lives unless they wish to breed mistrust and resentment.
The Final Word
Stop littering! Stop using hollow cardboard words!
Thoughts on Popular Death
I wish we would pay death its due, despite our reality TV shows and action movies and awful country tunes.
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The Office
Michael Scott is a menace and I still don’t know how his character became so fucking popular among millennials.
A Fine Balance
I have always wanted to believe in a generous God. But I am also afraid.
Mind the Gap
Remember how infuriating that person who wouldn’t pass in the passing lane was? Don’t be that person.
