Category Personal Diary

The Talk Every Startup Employee Dreads

I won’t fuck you but the company sure will. During the height of the tech bubble of the late 1990s, pretty much anybody could get a decent paying job in IT, even someone like me with a worthless English degree from a shitty state university in New Jersey. But don’t get too jealous millennial kids. […]

The National Museum of Mathematics

On my brother’s recommendation, I visited the National Museum of Mathematics in New York City. Founder and President Glen Whitney, an ex-math professor and hedge fund “quant,” graduated from our shitty high-school in Roselle New Jersey. My brother knew him. I didn’t, although his older sister might remember me singing “Back on the Chain Gang” […]

The Fyre Festival and the Culture of Late Capitalism

By now everybody on the Internet has had a good laugh about the Fyre Festival, the disastrous attempt by rapper Ja Rule and a young entrepreneur from Short Hill New Jersey named Billy McFarland to organize a deluxe edition of the Coachella Festival in the Bahamas. A few days ago, several hundred people, who paid […]

Chicken With Improvised Garlic Sauce and Creamy Potatoes

This is actually two recipes I improvised that mixed together by accident when they were combined in a single tupperware container. The two can easily be made together with the front two burners of a stove. Each is rich and delicious as its own dish, or mixed together. The first part: Lemon-Garlic-Tomato Chicken with Vegetables […]

Images of My Suburban Dreamworld: 2

Last month my elderly mother — she’s in her 80s –and I went to a family reunion where we both caught a nasty case of the flu. I was in bed for two days with a 102 degree fever. I had to give up running for a week, but I managed to recover. My mother […]

Surviving in the Hellscape that’s to Come

My eighty-year-old mother fell and broke her hip for the second time in three years. It was partly my fault. Last month we both went to my cousin’s daughter’s birthday party. It was flu season. There were a lot of children, and the rented hall turned out to be a germ sink. I was flat […]

A Man Called Ove: Celebrating the Use of Space in Swedish Cinema

What are we beyond our memories? It was just after having a petty argument with the florist, an ignorant teen as she was that Ove first exposes the dimensions of his existence. Grieved by the death of the only love of his life, Sonja, we see him dissipating his space by magnifying his trivialities. A […]

No! I am not Prince Hamlet

No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be; Am an attendant lord, one that will do To swell a progress, start a scene or two, Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool, Deferential, glad to be of use, Politic, cautious, and meticulous; Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse; At […]

The Night O. J. Simpson Ruined the NBA Finals

As I watched Charles Oakley scuffle with Madison Square Garden’s security guards, my first thought wasn’t anger, but a painful consciousness of my own age. I was born in 1965. Oakley was born in 1963. We’re both part of the “not quite Boomer but not quite Generation X” demographic. There the resemblance ends. I’m a […]

Free Speech Isn’t Free

Back in 2003 one of my neighbors used to have a display in front of his house he called his “9/11 Wall.” United States flags, MIA flags, reminders that we should “never forget,” it was typical of the kind of patriotic display you would see during the Bush years. On the back of his car […]