Regret crosses the finish line for another lap Seven years ago, on this day, I bought a car that I had dreamed of since I was 17 years old. I had read about this British car maker slash race car manufacturer and his incessant love for small, lightweight and remarkably agile cars. His philosophies had[…]
he asked her to take him back to the start ‘I have met someone.’ she said decidedly to her friends over dinner. Her friends squealed asynchronously. They all looked at each other with raised eyebrows and a variety of facial contortions that could only be considered excitement. They hadn’t expected this news at all. For[…]
It is just as great on the other side Still that sincere yearning of an average heart, beating well and true In this new found land, of paled red white and blue A desire that has now aged, a passion that now burns cheaper and slower Amber of forgotten loves, plain-Jane cars and average[…]
It is ironic that a healthy democracy can allow it’s own termination and bring closet fascism to power. I am heartbroken. I am mad. I am hurt and I am sad. But I am no longer in denial about what her people truly want. It is an disillusionment of the highest proportions. A country I had vehemently[…]
As far as I can recall, there have been very few times when I couldn’t wait for a year to come an end. There hasn’t been a single prominent reason but 2016 has been such a tiring year. The sum under the curve integrated so steeply that I was exhausted in fall already. The onslaught[…]
Suppressed majorities It’s thanksgiving season now. The turkey jokes are flying around, waiting to be slaughtered and rehashed over dinner. The weather is bludgeoning us with its pre-winter cold grey drab mallets. The trees have ended their resistance and accepted their bare fate for the next few months. Yet, or perhaps despite the coldness, I[…]