Obsolescence, OR Bildungsroman

My oldest kid is turning 13 in less than a week. By itself this doesn’t really mean a lot because age is just a number. It is not so much that I feel like, as common parenting tropes would suggest, that it all goes by so fast. No, I would not trade an “ok boomer”Continue reading “Obsolescence, OR Bildungsroman”

Reality, Mysticism and Psychedelia

The first time I ever “tripped” I was sitting in a university classroom. I went on a mystical journey to a time before time, where the totality of what would have been existence represented itself to me as a tableau my mind could comprehend: a committee meeting to choose the laws of physics where godContinue reading “Reality, Mysticism and Psychedelia”

Where were you? On memory and collective processing of September 11th, 20 years later

September 11th was about three weeks into my first year of college. I was 18 years old, living on my own for the first time with strangers in an un-airconditioned, 6 story brick oven of fellow underclass students on the southern campus of the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. I had a newContinue reading “Where were you? On memory and collective processing of September 11th, 20 years later”

On Middle Age, Intentional Parenting and Media Criticism

Recently, I have reached the point in my life where I am past the age of experts, which is to say that I am actually in the cohort of “real” adults who are driving the status quo and the locus of common sense that everyone else is relying upon to construct their reality. What thisContinue reading “On Middle Age, Intentional Parenting and Media Criticism”