On Racial Justice, Walls of Moms — and How to Reclaim the Future (during a pandemic!)
Greetings, good people, Friends are asking me what’s going on in Portland, Oregon, the mostly-white liberal city up the road. I’ve been closely following the Black Lives Matter protests that keep turning into nightly skirmishes with occupying feds, and...
My Very Own Super Tuesday
I’m writing on Super Tuesday, two weeks after my very own Super Tuesday 2/20/2020. I’d started that day feeling low, sure that my multiple interviews and pitches with big venues were DOA. My pathetic revolution and I were washed up. Then, a Google alert. The...
Hillary Will (Probably) Lose for Reasons Only Trump T-shirt Hawkers Dare Mention
Trump supporters’ T-shirts and signs scream out the vulnerabilities making Hillary–and her husband–dangerous gambles for Democrats desperate for a winning nominee.
It’s the Killing Season: Get the Glue Gun
It’s nature’s “killing season,” when everything is tested; to participate in March’s explosion of new life, everything–animals, plants, appliances, careers, relationships–must first withstand February’s decay.
Scared of jail. Terrified of the alternative.
Last Wednesday at the Eugene Federal Building, I delivered, along with two dozen other climate activists, a letter to Those In Charge. What did I write to denizens of the shiny behemoth that seems better suited to the Death Star than to our liberal hamlet?
