Sometimes events happen that are larger, much larger, than us, that force us to view them, even if we want to turn away. Events that will be written down in history books, with much explanation as to how and why they came about, and what resulted from their existence. But, in the moment, in the whirlwind of the present, these events catch us up like pieces of paper, drawn inexplicably toward the vortex in the middle.
Dear Mr. President,
Looking around, I see a country in which liberty is quashed in the name of security (even if said security won’t make us that much safer) and rational thought has been replaced by fear.
Since I am a writer and humanist, the issues of free speech and human rights are very important to me, …
Note: I originally wrote most of this entry on November 30, 2009. Not that it makes much difference. Most of …
A scene from Sita Sings the Blues, by Nina Paley (www.sitasingstheblues.com) I was originally going to write about video games, …
