I often think of this essay by Baudrillard, and always have a hard time finding it. It’s from Screene...

In the 1978 edition of “The Aleph and Other Stories,” written by Jorge Luis Borges, edited and ...

There’s a theory called linguistic relativity which postulates that the language you speak modifies y...

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A few years ago, I noticed a trend in the ethnicities of characters that needed to be weird, vile, or both.

I have been looking for an excuse to learn Rust for some time now. Although I had read several tutorials an...

I still regularly watch cartoons. Kids these days are so fortunate to have the cartoons that they do.

There’s a petition being passed around amongst people working in the tech industry, http://neveragain...

For as long as I’ve been able to vote, I’ve lived in the blue parts of California. Regardless o...

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I can tell you with excruciatingly embarrassing details how I became interested in Japan as a teenager. But...

As part of an entire suite of 2016 changes, I’ve decided to give public blogging another try.

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“I say this not to deny my debts to him, which are many, but to lead you back, and to lead myself bac...

“I think about forgotten gestures, the multiple signals and words of grandparents, lost little by lit...

Nicodemus the poet, the youngest of the elders in the Sanhedrim On fools and jugglers Many are the fools w...

“For a while all I heard was the noise Arturo made as he drank his tea, muffled sounds from the stree...

“He was laughing at me, but I didn’t mind. In fact, I liked to see him laugh. Around that time ...

“At the time I was beginning to make new friends at the university and I saw Arturo and his friends l...

His last phrase, sour smelling as the smoke of charcoal and disheartening, excited Stephen’s brain, o...

Hovagim Saroyan I remember staying overnight at your vineyard on the north side of Fresno, to which my bro...

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“And so I know that certain things which I have pained in words are true and imperishable, and what h...

“If you could take a penny from your pocket and balance the books you would do so. But you are no lon...

Stephen’s mother and his brother and one of his cousins waited at the corner of quiet Foster Place wh...

Who wrote this? Charms and invocations of the most blessed abbot Peter Salanka to all true believers divulg...

7 [63] I went into the barber’s as I usually do, experiencing the pleasure I always get from being a...

The day wore on like that, with lots to eat and drink, the sun out strong, a car to tote us around, ...

Because even office cubicles Still have windows

…is just a dream within a dream…