The Cathartic Power of Outrage
I recently witnessed a young child, say three or four, having a vein-popping meltdown at the grocery store. (One of those high-end grocery stores where one can sense unspoken judgment upon being caught in the salty-carb aisle.) Myself and the other shoppers did our best to ignore the tantrum, but our collective awkward sidesteps left little doubt we would all be sharing details of the spectacle when we...
The World Cup Quandary
While the country moves on from its biennial interest in soccer, it’s worth reflecting on why large swaths of citizens in the United States so adore The World Cup in the first place. The visual spectacle is obvious. Human beings love seeing the pride with which nations wave their flags and we...
The Gas Station that Euripides Predicted
One of the true revelations of cancelling Netflix and observing life is the emergence of patterns. What can our local gas station instruct us on how we have evolved as a society? They’re certainly shiner and most typically offer car washes. The little screens say thank you, offering a wide variety of payment options and occasionally...
The Monsters Remain Due on Maple Street
The classic “Twilight Zone” was more dialed into the innate flaws of humanity than any sampling of pop culture since perhaps the Bible. Like the Bible, its heroes had great shortcomings and rarely was there an ending without pain...