Due to the recent events in Charlottesville, Virginia there has been (and rightfully so), a reaction to the public demonstration… Read more We Can’t Rely on the Oppressed to Do the Work
PLAYGROUND RULES & PHYSICS
Tables turn Moving around and around Seesaw goes up while the other one is down Just so you can push… Read more PLAYGROUND RULES & PHYSICS
Shutu Stays with You
Trigger warning: suicide, sexual violence As a seven-year-old, one of the poems I loved reading and performing at elocution competitions… Read more Shutu Stays with You
The Origin of Madness : A Philosophical Review of the Film “In the Mouth of Madness”
Do you ever wonder how people go from completely sane to wholly mad? Or, think about how each of us… Read more The Origin of Madness : A Philosophical Review of the Film “In the Mouth of Madness”
Braving the Days: The Seasons Are Changing
It’s only early August and there’s a briskness to the air on the East Coast. Last year, there was… Read more Braving the Days: The Seasons Are Changing
Nietzsche Never Went Mad, He Walked Off Like Cassady
Image of German humor magazine Fliegende Blätter’s 1892 “Rabbit and Duck” 1. Madness, of course, is multifarious. It’s August. I… Read more Nietzsche Never Went Mad, He Walked Off Like Cassady
The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild European Colonialism and Why We Need to Take Games Seriously.
Who would have thought that from a yellow-ghost-eating ball and a jittery Italian plumber video games would become a medium… Read more The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild European Colonialism and Why We Need to Take Games Seriously.
Powell’s Bookmarks: On Leaving Portland
A few weeks ago, I re-watched the 2002 Charlie Kaufman and Spike Jonze movie Adaptation, which seemed to be playing… Read more Powell’s Bookmarks: On Leaving Portland
Playing ‘Exquisite Corpse’ By Myself
“And it kills me, the word sorry. As if something like music should be forgiven. He nuzzles into the… Read more Playing ‘Exquisite Corpse’ By Myself
Our Bodies, Our Hopes
Yesterday morning at my local coffee shop, I had the sudden urge to tell the woman sitting by the window… Read more Our Bodies, Our Hopes
