Victory is a measure of how the many care.

Ah, America.  Our election came and went, and I just barely evaded a full fledged panic attack.  Not as good as I’d hoped, nor as bad as I’d feared.  I am sorry and disappointed that we the people seem so predictably split by “party,” while the very wealthy merrily and largely unchecked go about despoiling…

We must protect our capacity to see one another among the many.

The other day in a gas station, I experienced an uncomfortably familiar deflation of hope and happiness upon reading the array of headlines at the newspaper stand.  As is often the current events case, the distressing sense of the surreal was second only to the distressing sense that this is all starting to meet expectations,…

Patriotism

For a person interested in gaining a measure of the wisdom in the world, it seems a natural thing to start with a close reckoning of familiar details and people.  This tendency to contemplate the familiar in part explains the attention I paid as a scholar to Native and African-American experiences in the Early American…

Writ

Wholly aware of the irony as I record my thoughts within this highly public yet technically faceless sphere of the internets, I frequently muse upon the dangers of words written from a place of physical remove.  Communications undertook apart from the presence of ears also connotates an absence of psychic frequencies, and from there little…