I’ve gradually come to think of the Want Want cracker as symbolic of my own political transitions.
"I barely know your kids and I feel like I would jump in front of a bus to stop this shit."
"People who were paid to produce knowledge generated instead a lasting ignorance.”
I am completely nonplussed at the idea that it is even possible not to be “interested” in “the news.” It’s the main thing going on, no? There is also so much of it.
I’m angry because our lives are increasingly meted out in pockets of time, and I want it to stop.
The art of punditry is not too far from masonry.
You are in the business of forgetting, so in the end I have nothing much to offer you.
I started feeling insane; was everything really falling apart all the time?
Navigating life and love in a city where the internet wants you to fail.