This morning, during my ongoing lockdown in a small Brooklyn apartment, I jotted down my latest quarantine memo. This morning I was thinking about rebellion. I was imagining courage and wild hope....
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At Ground Zero, we thought we’d grown immune to danger, fear, and death. Then the pandemic struck. Eight million strong, yet we’re alone on our germ-infested streets. ...
Today’s struggle for human rights has uncanny moments of déjà vu, as seen in a recent image from Turkey. Riot police confront the body of Michelangelo’s David, surging from the smoldering fires of a street protest....
A few months ago, while having dinner in Park Slope, Brooklyn, I was indulging in my favorite pastime: eavesdropping on other people’s conversations. At a nearby table, two couples, one young and one not-so-young, were sharing their thoughts about marijuana....
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