On Monday, September 22nd, more than 100 men and women set off from a Walmart in Beavercreek, Ohio–a predominantly white suburb of Dayton–and walked 11 miles to the Greene County Courthouse in Xenia, OH. On August 5th, a 22 year… Read More ›
Photo Diaries
No Justice, No Peace…But We Do Have Photos: The Turn on the Water Detroit Rally
Today, I made the drive up I-75 from Cincinnati to the Motor City to attend the March & Rally to Turn the Water On in Detroit, which was put on by National Nurses United, Robin Hood Tax USA, Moratorium-MI.Org and… Read More ›
Days 36, 37 & 38: Norman Rockwell & The Past That Never Was
On my very last leg of my journey, the Patron Saint of Literary Symbolism (I think his name is St. Harold) placed in my lap one final museum that encapsulates most everything vital and unfounded in the America we’ve been… Read More ›
Day 35: Philadelphia & the Prisons of Yesteryear
When he visited The Eastern State Penitentiary in 1842, Charles Dickens wrote down about the prison’s style of solitary confinement in his American Notes, saying: “I believe that very few men are capable of estimating the immense amount of torture… Read More ›
Day 33: Senior Superlatives For Presdiential Portraits
So, I paid a visit to Monticello yesterday and it was a bigger disappointment than Jefferson’s tenure as Governor of Virginia. History burn, anybody? Anyway, they didn’t allow photography inside of the home itself, all I have are lame outside… Read More ›
Day 31: Big Coal Doesn’t Just Pave Paradise in West Virginia, It Blows It Up
Let me paint a picture for you: You belong to historically resource rich state with a chronically impoverished population because 90% of the resources in said state are owned by outside interests. The area’s main resource, upon which the bulk… Read More ›
Day 30, In Which I Carpetbag My Way Through South Carolina
I’m not going to say South Carolina is still hung up on The Civil War, but when your state has a “Confederate Relic Room & Military History Museum” that’s about 95% Confederate Relics and actually occupies the ground floor of… Read More ›
Days 28 & 29: I Visited Florida, So Can I Go Now? OKThanksBye
Look…I’ve been to Disneyworld and my family went to Captiva Island for Spring Break when I was a kid and, yes, Resort Florida is lovely. And, from what I’ve heard (but won’t be experiencing, at least on this trip) Miami… Read More ›
Day 27: When The Saints Go Marching In
New Orleans has to go down as a close runner-up to Las Vegas for the title of “City I Would Have Never Wanted To Leave If I Was Still Drinking.” That being said, I’ve very much enjoyed my time in… Read More ›
Day 26: One Mississippi, Two Mississippi…Black Mississippi, White Mississippi…
I’ll let the pictures do most of the talking, but Clarksdale, Mississippi and Oxford, Mississippi are separated by only 60 miles of highway. They each have populations of around 20,000 and have rich histories: Clarksdale as the birthplace of the… Read More ›
Virally Suppressed - Muckraking For The Modern World 