Reckoning Holidays

Can I find what I seek in the holidays that everyone seems to enjoy so much?

Teaching, Violence, Enticement, Performance

It’s matter of moving students from the very people and world they think they know to an alternate dimension of space-time that they not only never imagined but never could have imagined.

The Stories We Tell Ourselves

You see, I was told I was a nice boy. I imagined I had friends, that despite my penchant for rude, dismissive, obnoxious rants, I was still somehow, well, charming and interesting.

Arguments Are Boring

Socrates just nudges everyone until they’re no longer sure of themselves — and then everyone walks away knowing nothing. That is, Socrates uses argument not as a way to know but as a way not to know.

On Language, Texting, & Being

We imagine, perhaps, that language is a tool much as, say, a hammer is. I want to express myself so I grab this or that word and, voilà, I’ve communicated.

The Orgy Of Human Being

We shouldn’t be thinking of how best to leave our bodies for we are tethered to them and it’s beautiful.

Of Solitude

To enjoy solitude is not to flee the social but to live more thoroughly with the social as an individual, to feel less threatened by its demands and requests.

The Glorious Mess Of Communication

Sometimes, we get frustrated trying to express ourselves. We can’t find the right words. We end up sounding like we’re pissed off when we’re not.