Summary of My Discontent
This plane can fly
I once sat on an airplane next to a jittery fellow who’d never flown before.
Raised Relief
Blanket of freedom
On the Fourth of July, late in the evening, we sat on a bench overlooking a field of native grasses out in the county.
Guest Commentary
Invisible workers
A Sudanese refugee relays the hardships faced by Louisville’s immigrant workforce
Fables of the Deconstruction
Turn on the news
“New York Times said it was the coldest winter in 17 years. I didn’t feel so cold then.”
—Bob Dylan, “Talkin’ New York”
Summary of My Discontent
Please watch where you’re going
The first time I threw up blood, it turned out not to be blood. I was probably 6 years old, though I’m not really sure.
Keeping Up with the Jones
The great myth
The latest issue of Time magazine examines the “History of the American Dream.” It’s an interesting read and relevant on national, local and personal levels.
Raised Relief
Reductio ad Absurdum
One could be forgiven for declining to read, or being otherwise indifferent, to my numerous and varied rants against bumper stickers over the past few years.
Stop Calling Me Surly
A many-splendored market
It had been a bleak week. Addiction, secrets and lies had ended a friendship. For the second time this month, an obituary memorialized a friend of my parents.
Fables of the Deconstruction
Would you like to have something to eat?
I feel sorry for you. I really do. My life is just so perfect! I don’t know how anyone else wakes up in the morning not being me.
