Trump knows he’s drowning. || Michael David Source: The End of the Hustle
The Portrait, the Authentic Self, and Freedom
Thoughts after spending 5 hours in the National Portrait Gallery, looking into the faces of Americans from the 18th century to the present day. If I've acquired any broadening of perspective from all the hours I've spent in the Washington D.C. Smithsonian galleries, it's this: every life is valid. Everyone has a story. Everyone is "okay." Although... Continue Reading →
Letter from Washington, Part 2
Fed watching is a specifically peculiar pastime. Specifically as in: if you take a specific interest in them, they will become specifically interested in you. But it’s all good if you love the government. And I do, as long as the government doesn’t try to love me too hard in return. Today, I became acutely... Continue Reading →
The Writing Expedition 