“The Elections Don't Mean Shit—Vote Where the Power Is—Our Power Is In The Street". —John Jacobs SDS, 1968 Days of Rage. We were raised to believe in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny. We were … [Read more...] about Days of Rage
Author Notes
Too Stupid to Lay Down
When I was a boy Alan Shepard took a fifteen minute ride in a little rocket, just up 100 miles and back down and John Kennedy announced we’d land a man on the moon in less that ten years and somehow … [Read more...] about Too Stupid to Lay Down
So long, Twitter. It’s been real…
Everyone is going to quit Twitter. Yay for you. That’s not the issue. Nobody gives a rat’s ass about you and twitter. I quit twitter yesterday, nobody cares, my tweets are not even a tiny blip. The … [Read more...] about So long, Twitter. It’s been real…
April 5, 1965
I was walking down the hill from the school bus to our house down on the dead end road by the swamp he called a lake. It was a warm day for April, and sunny. It was a Monday. Frank Bastek, my … [Read more...] about April 5, 1965
This Is Not OK
This not not about taking sides. This is not about Trump vs Biden. This is about the wife of a sitting Supreme Court judge actively working to undermine what is largely viewed as the cornerstone of … [Read more...] about This Is Not OK
What Pete Says About War
Far off through some long forgotten fog; words trapped inside my skull, I hear Cronkite’s voice over a staticky tube radio. I hear the boom and recoil of very old guns. I hear Pete’s voice. Pete … [Read more...] about What Pete Says About War
Tomato Soup
I just ate a grilled cheese sandwich and tomato soup for the first time in a very long time. My big sister used to make grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup on Saturdays, in the winter, while … [Read more...] about Tomato Soup
Unplugged and Alive
My dad had a deep and abiding love of shade and ’51 Ford Shoebox convertibles with those big side vent windows. I’m quite sure he never slept a night of his life in air conditioning. While I never … [Read more...] about Unplugged and Alive