Unsent Love Letter to Virginia Woolf (a poem)

[Scrawled on the steps of 46 Gordon Square, London, England, April 2014]   Dearest Vergie,   It may please you to know I took some time out of my busy itinerary today to visit you in Bloomsbury. I rang, but you must have missed the bell. that’s okay, most of us won’t even have well-wishers... Continue Reading →

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I Seek the Bots

hashtagged, optimized, baptized by Google first page fresh meat desperate kid like like love? ok, let's not scroll too far three clicks, buzzwords, news cycling fake but not fiction fight the right causes network bridges don't burn no turning back algebra abracadabra algorithm all on the rhythm penis pills? mail-order wives? monthly income from home?... Continue Reading →

Reading 2017 into 1886

I don't particularly like to write in books. I know people who keep Foster Wallace footnotes in the margins of all their books. Like most things, I have an exception: my Nietzsche books. They are fair game. Friedrich Nietzsche's works, when not aphorisms, are dense--they are difficult to scan. I read and re-read Nietzsche, the... Continue Reading →

#BoycottTims …Or, You Know, Whatever.

#BoycottTims On Media Literacy, Slacktivism, and Resiliency So why are you boycotting Tim Hortons today? Is it because they aired ads by Enbridge? Or is it because they pulled those ads? Or are you the usual mass of morning commuters I see every day, at the five Tim Hortons in my city, who don’t really give... Continue Reading →

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