I was building a brand. Alone. For about two years. It was growing fast and things were busy. I needed help. I found interns. It was decided that we not pay them, so I wanted to ensure that their experiences were fulfilling. After all, you can’t expect too much with interns. It’s basically a teaching scenario anyway. I brought on a couple of kids out of UNCC. Good kids. One was Indian. Well, he was American (he lived in Charlotte…
I love my mom. And she listens to the Fox TV version of talk radio. It made me sad when I visited her last month. Everything is either jingoistic, or promotes the destruction of liberal thinking. And it’s all filled with manipulation and the very thing she and others like her profess to hate—fake news. I am an Independent. Which is to say I don’t think either of the two major parties in the US have all the answers. Rather…
I’ve known some pretty important men in my lifetime. Doctors. Businessmen. Philanthropists. Men of high regard who built lives that most anyone would look at and say, “There’s a successful man.” My uncle Finley Fox, who I only ever called Junior, died on Friday. I flew in from Charlotte and was blessed to be there when he crossed over. This was his 83rd year alive. And for my own 55, he was always a part of it. Until Friday. During…
I am white. I am a male. I was born in the United States in the 1960s. I had nothing to do with any of these things. And yet, these things define me.
I never want any more than I need. And I swear to God this makes me feel like an outcast in America.
I love the movies. They’re an escape from a world that at times feels like it only wants to beat you down. Here are my Oscar takes for 2019.
