An Open Letter to Taylor Swift

I was able to save enough money to buy a ticket for your show, but it makes me sad to think that might not be able to attend because I do not own the appropriate technology.


Trump v. Sister Elizabeth, RSM

The White House is pitching fear again, as it has done every single decade of my life. I am in my fifth decade now and I am bloody well tired of it. I wish I could assume the comportment of casual cynical ennui. I wish I could roll my eyes and SMH. But something very serious is going on again, and I cannot bear to turn away entirely. I can, however, take steps to insure that the fear I know so well does not envelop my body and cloud my mind entirely.

I Am Worried about Rachel Maddow

And while everyone in the MSNBC evening line-up has offered us tree after tree of beautiful and satisfying truth, they have failed to consider the forest: Donald Trump is not now, nor has he ever been, the legitimate President of the United States. 

Triumph of the Well-Off: Part 2

Imagine that there are about 54 men and six women standing on one side of the planet. And then imagine the rest of the planet’s population—approximately 7,500,000,000 humans standing, sitting, kneeling or crawling on the other side.