A Racist in Recovery
“He scares me.” The ‘he’ in this bald and deeply emotional statement is Donald Trump, Ted Cruz and/or Marco Rubio. I hear this on the radio call in shows, and from people all over the Granite State and into southern [...]
“He scares me.” The ‘he’ in this bald and deeply emotional statement is Donald Trump, Ted Cruz and/or Marco Rubio. I hear this on the radio call in shows, and from people all over the Granite State and into southern [...]
And with CNN’s John King pointing to the last precinct on the map to report votes, Tuesday’s First In The Nation Primary was officially over and the circus of media and campaigners began exiting New Hampshire, with me, The Political [...]
A champagne bucket clothed in white linen holds a dozen or more almost-blown, blood red Peruvian roses; their shadows like wine stains on the gray marble back bar. The bucket nestles against an old wooden box tipped on its side [...]
It’s 1:42am and the Nor’Easter, threatened earlier today, is knocking on my door. A couple of grizzly bears have been teleported to New Hampshire and are vigorously rocking the Sprinter; a vehicle not really designed for winter travel as the [...]
Early last summer, when Mr. Trump was still an entertaining oddity and Senator Sanders was the crazy guy who didn’t own a comb; the conversation in the dining room centered around “Who would you pick?” followed by snickers and giggles. [...]
...the reasons for staying are much more complicated because they revolve around the people more so than the place.
February 09 I’m back home in Montana now, the warm breezes of the Caribbean a memory growing ever distant under the continued onslaught of spring snow. I’m not one generally susceptible to depression, but for the last few days I’ve [...]