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My friend Guilherme R. and I were chatting about the terrible new war in Georgia’s South Ossetia (soon to be Russia’s South Ossetia?), and he blew my mind recalling the premise of a particularly prescient video game released back in 2001, “Tom Clancy’s Ghost Recon.” From wikipedia: Ghost Recon begins in 2008, with civil unrest . . . → Continue reading: Ghost Recon and the South Ossetian War 
This week I’m in New York City for the New Voices Conference in Independent Jewish Student Journalism. “Blacks, Jews, and the Post-Racial Candidate” was the subject of last night’s (May 28) panel discussion at the Center for Jewish History (CJH). Moderated by Marissa Brostoff (New Voices contributing writer), the panel consisted of Sam Freedman (Columbia . . . → Continue reading: Blacks, Jews, and the Post-Racial Candidate You need a cat. Yes you do. Already have one? Does it have FIV? Great. Because I know a very special kitteh that needs a home and has FIV (NOT infectious to humans). Taco Maria is a great cat, a rescue from Hurricane Katrina. She needs to be quarantined from other cats so they don’t . . . → Continue reading: Taco Maria Needs Your Love This last week I’ve been in Philadelphia, part of a three city trip to reconnect with friends, explore possibilities such as RRC and Penn’s GSE-JRE, and stumble upon whatever serendipities the cosmos has placed before my blind third eye. Philadelphia is wonderful, by which I mean, it is full of wonder even when it is . . . → Continue reading: Feeling Philo for Philly While the blog has barely made a peep in the last month, I’d like to point out to interested readers and voyeurs that I’ve been blogging music related essays over at the new music site, mog.com. You can read them in all of their snarky and music-dork glory here. . . . → Continue reading: less quiet than you might think is a hidden thing. the excellent student run radio station here in Baton Rouge is KLSU. Late nights keep me sane. there is no conquering the fleas. though they feast on me, i shall not become one of them. Or will I… ? confession: my JITW friends have great patience listening to me wax . . . → Continue reading: random things Truth cannot be told, but it can be pointed to. (this is in contradiction to teachings that “Truth already has been spelled out once and for all, and we can only keep interpreting its obscure message” (Umberto Eco in describing the cult of tradition, the first feature of ur-fascism). Pointed to, as in, go in . . . → Continue reading: On the Importance of Preparation So what happened, Aharon? Death and resurrection. Of this blog. No more am I of the FEMA ESF-14 LTCR Team in Vermilion Parish. That’s all done with. Officially demobilised on March 20th along with all the other parish teams save for Orleans and St. Bernard Parish. About a month earlier, a local planner had seen . . . → Continue reading: Lost Month I am in Baton Rouge now, having been hired by a global megacorporation whose humble beginnings, I have learned, were in the plumbing trade, specifically, pipe manufacturing. Connections to urban and environmental planning interests, follow directly from the assimilation of firms specializing in engineering pumps, those laying labyrinthine pipeworks, and those mapping the guts and . . . → Continue reading: Of the Red Stick Long ago I planted my heart in a field, the soil of which had long been fertilized with the dung of lumbering, magic creatures. I walked away with faith that upon returning years later, I’d find a heart tree, and live long succored by its precious fruit, and be nourished by a knowledge rooted deep . . . → Continue reading: More inspiration from broken hearts |
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