Unexpressed Love

I bought a Bible. I did not need a Bible. I have two or three, including one that belonged to my grandparents. I asked my siblings after my mom died if they objected if I took it, and no one said they did. (There’s one other that my parents had that I’m interested in that’sContinue reading “Unexpressed Love”

The Stupidity, It Burns!

Senator Tommy Tuberville is a man of deep thoughts. Consider. I’m not really at a loss for words, as I have written Tuberville a letter that I will be mailing to his office in Mobile, Alabama on the morrow, but goddamn this is stupid. Furry pilots. Where does this come from? Like, how does oneContinue reading “The Stupidity, It Burns!”

An Arch! An Arch! My Snipers for an Arch!

Donald Trump’s triumphal arch, which would make Albert Speer blush for both its size and its ostenatiousness, has a new announced purpose today. It will, like his fuhrerbunker ballroom, serve as a sniper nest and drone launch site. I won’t say how abjectly silly this is. One should be able to look at a nationalContinue reading “An Arch! An Arch! My Snipers for an Arch!”

The Madness of God-King Donald

I still hang out on Twitter sometimes. Right now there are people losing their minds over Greta Gerwig’s forthcoming Narnia movie, which will feature Meryl Streep as the voice of Aslan. Not really the way I envisioned Aslan, but I’m fine with it. Gerwig clearly has a vision she wants to explore, and I’d ratherContinue reading “The Madness of God-King Donald”

Writing My Congressman: Impeaching Pete Hegseth

An email I wrote a few minutes ago to Congressman Lloyd Smucker: Dear Representative Smucker: Your Republican colleague, Representative Thomas Massie of Kentucky, introduced articles of impeachment today, charging Secretary of Defense Pete Hegseth with high crimes and misdemeanors in his handling of the Iran war. I ask that you join with Representative Massie inContinue reading “Writing My Congressman: Impeaching Pete Hegseth”

The Stolen Newspapers

Once upon a time, Exton Square Mall had a newsstand. The newsstand was on the lower level of the mall, as my Electronics Boutique store was, on the other side of the level. The easiest way to get there was to go straight through Strawbridge’s — women’s intimates was at my entrance, I think furnitureContinue reading “The Stolen Newspapers”

Twenty-Five Years Ago

Twenty-five years ago this morning, Islamic terrorists hijacked four planes, crashing two into the World Trade Center towers in New York and a third into the Pentagon. The idea of that being twenty-five years ago is strange. In many ways, it doesn’t feel that long ago in the mind. Time’s flow gets weird. I cannotContinue reading “Twenty-Five Years Ago”

Her Twenty-Year Mission

Over on Facebook, Dayton Ward posted that twenty years ago today, Pocket Books’ Star Trek: Constellations was released. Constellations was an anthology celebrating 40 years of Star Trek, and I was privileged to have my short story, “Make-Believe,” close out the book. Twenty years. I was so much younger then. I snuck in the door.Continue reading “Her Twenty-Year Mission”