About today in Charlottesville…

When I was a “younger lad”… 14 or 15, maybe? The cops picked me up one night when they found me spray-painting anti-Nazi graffiti on the back of a building. I don’t remember much about the political climate of those days because I don’t even remember specifically when those days were, just that I was a younger, less risk-averse version of my current self – but I do remember that there weren’t any Nazis marching through the streets of Virginia at the time. And now, there are. As an adult who used to be a kid who used to tag anti-Nazi graffiti on the back of buildings (when I didn’t even have Nazis around to show it to) what’s the law abiding, responsibility-having version of myself supposed to do about the current state of affairs? The most saddening and immediate thing that I feel obliged to do… since some of …

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on Violence

A few weeks ago I was trying to rationalize my desire to see the new Batman film in the wake of the Aurora, Colorado tragedy. Why entertain myself with violence, when it’s so sad in reality? I have always been a fan of Batman. Comics anchored me during the storms of adolescence, and I took from them the idea that whatever life’s circumstances, I should have faith in justice. I spent many 5th grade afternoons soaking in the stories of greatness, honor, and beauty. Last weekend, I was out with a friend and we were involved in a very minor car accident – a taxi stopped abruptly in front of us, and we rear-ended it. As we paused to exchange information with the driver, a passenger got out of the taxi and instigated an argument with us, and then hit me. A fight broke out, and when the police arrived, …

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