Paul Revere, Abraham Lincoln, Wyatt Earp, Jackie Robinson, John Wayne, Jesse Owens, Rudy, Rocky, Rambo, Ronald Reagan, Pat Tillman. Each of these men has, at one point or another, been the focal point of American adoration.
The Beacon Down there, by the Old Red River in the woods by the darkened elementary school, out where the painted scary people shoot up wan drugs and shiver all night, empty cans sparkle like mirrors. The moss on the … Read More
While walking behind Nassau Hall, I saw a single piece of paper fall from a second-floor window above me. It started towards the ground slowly, and I watched as torrents of air swept the paper left and right and up … Read More
Unless you have been living under a rock for the past two weeks, you know about the mass demonstrations in Egypt, Mubarak’s decision to turn off the internet in order to stop Twitter (sorry Kanye, revolution is #thebestthingevertweeted), how Anderson … Read More
Egypt is the place to be right now. Personally, I don’t want to be there, but it is certainly the best place to be. I am jealous of those who are there right now. Before I explain why, a little … Read More
One of my favorite pieces of writing that I’ve ever read is “Pafko at the Wall,” a novella by Don DeLillo that also serves as the opening to his massive novel _Underworld_. The story is about “The Shot Heard ‘round … Read More
Garfield is a terrible comic. I hate to say it, but there’s no two ways around it. Whatever pep, zang, or originality the comic may have had at its inception has long since been drained over its twenty-two year continuing … Read More