The party told you to reject the evidence of your eyes and ears. It was their final, most essential command… and if all others accepted the lie, which the party imposed, if all records told the same tale, then the lie passed into history and became truth. George Orwell, 1984
You know, I think people are clinging to the idea that they can simply continue to work and block out all the shit that’s swirling around us daily. I think they want to forget about the pandemic, the systematic racial violence, the people who can’t go to work because they had to close or their… Continue reading Zoom.
This sounds horrendous. You really don’t want to get it. Wear your masks. Keep each other safe. Don’t be so eager to get back to big crowds… I am one of the lucky ones. I never needed a ventilator. I survived. But 27 days later, I still have lingering pneumonia. I use two inhalers, twice… Continue reading ‘I Wish I Could Do Something For You,’ My Doctor Said
A one-sentence review of Blue Moon Iced Coffee Blonde. Hits a delicate balance of a deep porter-like finish with the bright, citrusy notes typical of Blue Moon’s regular wheat ale. Very happy I picked one up with my mix-a-six today. Wish I would have gotten two.
Official want of the day, even though it won’t be out until sometime in 2020… the Analogue Pocket.
Parenting is a hostage situation: you’re in the car, but your child is the one driving it—and he doesn’t know how to drive. You can’t get out, because you decided to love him before you knew who he was—before he even was anyone. Your life split at that point into multiple tracks, and one of… Continue reading Parenting and Panic
It took a little while to get these two used to each other, but now they’re best friends.
David Leonhardt of The New York Times breaks it down. Just the facts. 40 sentences. This is where we’re at.
This quote from Madeline Miller’s book Circe really hit me. Two children he had had and he had not seen either clearly. But perhaps no parent can truly see their child. When we look we see only the mirror of our own faults. — Circe, Madeline Miller