Evil like this doesn’t just go away. Evil like this has roots. Deep and gnarled ones. The sorts of roots so thick they look like lymphedemic legs swole up with fluid and turgid tissue. Roots grown fat from 400 years… Read More ›
Jingoism
America’s Star-Spangled Pastime
A Sunday afternoon sky filled with sizzling fat drops rising up in the sausage smoke air—ballcapped kids half-running around in their kid-sized jerseys with their kid-sized gloves, floppy cargo shorts hanging down at mid-calf like the bottom of a pair… Read More ›