Politics
Whenever I read a book or an article about politicians, it feels like one key thing I’m supposed to take away is their ability to read tea leaves.
Successful politicians are allegedly uncanny in their ability to ride whatever wave is carrying the biggest tide, not just at that moment but in moments ahead.… Read the rest
I wrote something a while back – a pretty sad piece, actually – where I recalled thinking America was the capital of the world. No one had told me so. I hadn’t read it in a book or heard it in a song or anything.… Read the rest
I waited seven days after the election to start feeling better. Friends in New York taught me about 7-day mourning; we start our lives over every seven days; “seven” is just a personal favorite. No luck. Seven days passed, then fourteen, then Thanksgiving, and then Christmas.… Read the rest
My girlfriend told me yesterday that a friend of hers cried when she first heard, at the end of October, that the polls showed the race tightening. I thought she was trolling me at first, because she knows I don’t often take tears seriously.… Read the rest
I used to believe in the truth.
There’s a point in every argument where you’re certain of the win. It’s the entire reason you engage in arguments to begin with (unless you just like the sound of your voice). Nobody likes to lose, and you’re confident of victory because you have something the other person does not: The Truth.… Read the rest