As we stepped off the Lantern Queen the air was muggy and dark clouds of…
The Hunt For Roe And The Collateral Damage
On November 10, 2016 the news announced that Donald Trump would be the 45th president of the United States. I lay in bed howling, “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…” My Dear One tried to comfort me, saying that it would be all right. I knew it wouldn’t be all right. Today was...
Monuments, Memorials And Me
The Mall was quiet earlyish that Sunday morning as I hoped it might be. Little traffic, few tourists, plenty of parking. The weather report had not been encouraging but rain held off, clouds suppressing the sun that would have made the humid air intolerable. Abraham...
Corona Virus Diary 17: Notorious Righteousness Farewell
The howl of fuck fuck fuck that tore from my heart and mouth on the morning of November 10, 2016 echoed again as I saw the headline on my cell phone. Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg was dead. The Best on the Bench She died on the first night of Rosh Hashanah. I...
Voters, Rich People and Hate
A few days ago I responded to a post on a social media asking who would be part of the “blue wave” in November. I answered in the affirmative, that I would vote for whoever ultimately won the democratic nomination, even if that candidate were my last choice in the...