toiling away in the wide open fields of my mind i dreamed of becoming a writer making a living rustling birds from the brush plucking them from the sky and placing them into rows on a page but life came calling and the mortgage demanded payment so i went to work selling my time to the machine of commercialism turning away from those open fields to focus on factory floors where industry clanged away and blindfolded automatons worked eight hours…
This is a map of the population of the United States. The areas shaded in blue contain as many American citizens as the areas shaded in gray. Crazy, right? Here’s a link to that map data so you can see for yourself. Note, not all of the areas shaded in blue vote democrat, although many do. This is just to visually represent how the population is spread out. And urban centers (where more people live) tend to skew more liberal/progressive/democratic. I’m not here…
Dear All Republicans, I do not hate you. Not at all. We need more than “one side” in this country. I am upset that you stood behind a human being like Trump. You elected a man to the highest office of the greatest nation in the history of the planet who spews hate and division. That’s what I’m upset with. So yes, as a Republican who voted for Trump you’re guilty of racism, misogyny, xenophobia, and hate by association. These aren’t…
I wanted to be a psychologist as a kid, but ended up a copywriter. Because of my job, I’m something like a rogue psychologist. No I’m not saying it’s the same, so for anyone thinking I’m saying that—stop. My job is to get into the hearts and minds of people and get them to do things, think things, and buy things. It takes a dash of science, and a pound of empathy. It’s exhausting, having deep, emotional conversations with people…
To my family spread out across the South along the Gulf of Mexico, As you know, the nation is going to the polls tomorrow to elect, among other things, the President of the United States. I know you’ll vote, you always have. You taught me that my right to vote is a precious gift that I should never take for granted. Even though I haven’t seen many of you since leaving home in the 1980s, I want you to know…
