Everything around me affirmed there was nothing else I could do – yet everything inside me cried that I was not doing enough.

A lifelong movie I already knew the ending to

I avoided one-on-one situations, eye contact, and healthy relationships. Instead I took refuge in drinking too much, cheap sex, and sarcasm.

All great art is praise.

What can oppose the decline of the west is not a resurrected culture but the utopia that is silently contained in the image of its decline.

Have I mentioned the Loma Prieta earthquake of 1989, and the collapse of a section of the Bay Bridge, or the Oakland ‘firestorm’ of 1991? No need. There are already there, in my narratives that...

Business people – Your business – is your greatest prejudice: it ties you to your locality, to the company you keep, to the inclinations you feel. Diligent in business – but indolent in spirit, content...