Look at Me

I almost did not open Facebook at all last Friday. I have started avoiding it more and more, or searching for particular pages and people whose new posts I am interested in seeing, rather than scrolling endlessly and taking whatever happens to be there. Because lately “whatever happens to be there” is more than I … More Look at Me

Choice.

I hate election years. I’m sure there was a time in our country’s history when the potential of democracy created an air of excitement–hope even, and I mean real hope, not just words on a campaign poster–but I feel like that time is long past. That train stopped running years ago and the tracks are … More Choice.

Monday, September 11, 2006: The One Where I’m Accused of Treason

So it’s September 11, and I’m already miffed at CNN for rebroadcasting all of their footage from 9/11 in real time. To put it mildly, I just don’t think that was necessary. Then I get to work and numerous colleagues are decked out–I mean, DECKED OUT–in red, white and blue. Long faces and sighs and … More Monday, September 11, 2006: The One Where I’m Accused of Treason