Beautiful girlfriend: I thought you liked me for my personality.
Realistic boyfriend: It’s okay.

“I often have to remind myself that I too am allowed, and can succeed with, charismatic, unapologetic style.”

Wherein a Nass writer reflects on lost DVDs as artifacts of a past life.


Wherein a Nass writer looks at the popular sitcom from a more radical angle.

This week, the Nass examines liberal orthodoxy, considers adolescence, and calls home.


“I didn’t have too much faith in technology to bridge such an enormous distance gap. There was no way that crackling audio or pixelated video could rival the warmth of human presence.”

“I can’t wake up from the things I wanted– / I can’t ever bring myself to come clean.”



“Still, I see strength, even under the camera’s gaze. Maybe I want to imagine that their strength will find its way to me.”


“Yesterday evening, / life coalesced in rain: dripping streetlights, storefronts reflected / onto glossy black pavement. Liquid incandescence.”

“…he could never have seen the Haitian man as a human being with a history, dreams and aspirations. He had been trained to see him simply as the object of his violence.”

Beautiful girlfriend: I thought you liked me for my personality.
Realistic boyfriend: It’s okay.