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An open letter to the jaded:
I get it. Or at least I think I do. I used to work for the federal government, and then I studied it for years. And let me tell you: you are not wrong. The shit is toxic. In my years working and studying it, I saw people support developments that might result in plane...
A rant on an otherwise wonderful Supreme Court decision
So, yesterday's Supreme Court ruling was historic and amazing for everyone, and after talking to lawyers and legal experts, it appears that it does apply to "everyone under the rainbow." That said, the strategy is telling, and what the bi community has grown...
My Fifth Apocalypse, Day 39: He Who Dies With The Most Knowledge Wins
With my dad's passing, I've been thinking a lot about what it means to have knowledge. My dad got his love of knowledge from his mom. My grandmother was universally called a spitfire. When she was diagnosed with a disease that attacked her muscles, her first question...
My Fifth Apocalypse, Day 30: I’m Back and I Probably Shouldn’t Be
I haven't written much since my dad died of what might've been COVID, and I failed to get a test to find out whether it was. As I sit here in my room, military helicopters are circling downtown. I'm not sure what they're doing, but I'm sure it's nothing good. Still,...
A letter to my dad’s care facility
Mi papa Hi all, If you are dealing with a nursing home or care facility right now, it is MADDENING. The officiousness and bureaucratese and fear of liability can make you question your own sanity. I wrote an email to my dad's care facility today. I'm putting it below...
My Fifth Apocalypse, Day No One Knows: I Am Very Tired, I Am Very Scared
My dad died yesterday morning. This happened: https://twitter.com/sethfischer/status/1244671758554152964 They will put his body in the ground on Friday and I will watch this on FaceTime. I'm laughing more today than I have in a very long time. It is getting me in...
My Fifth Apocalypse, Day 11: Apocalypse Garbage
Yesterday, I woke up, poured a couple mugs of coffee down my throat, and, in a rare bout of self-control, went outside for a jog before I checked my phone or email for news about the world and my dad. My dad's in a memory care facility in Boston where he is in the...
My Fifth Apocalypse, Day 9
The good news is I wrote a thing for The Nervous Breakdown about how awesome blogs are. I'm tired of professionalism. I'm tired of millennialism. I want the real right now. I want details right now. I want to be grounded. And for whatever weird reason, blogs are what...