The Sheep Is Shorn
Shaun the sheep gets his first haircut at The Barn, and we all get to watch.
Shaun the sheep gets his first haircut at The Barn, and we all get to watch.
A year ago eight young vagabonds perished in a squat fire in New Orleans’ 9th Ward. Who were they? How did they end up in that place on that night? What forces drew them onto the rails, and what did they leave behind? My story, published in The Boston Review today, is an attempt to answer those questions.
In the leaderless chaos of the General Strike in Oakland, the crowd maintained its own order and a unique way of expressing frustrations.
Last night’s bloody Occupy Oakland demonstration proved to me the vital importance of Twitter in bearing witness in real time, a time when the conventional media often turns off the camera, looks away or refuses to report.
I always thought Newt Gingrich was a big baby, but I had no idea how right I was!
Only the truly obsessive compulsive need to make their own candied citrus peel in order to make mincemeat. Count me among their number.