I am reclining, engrossed in Denzel Washington’s preternaturally calm face as he flies a plane upside down. The massaging chair kneads my lower back. It has been aching of late and the rotating balls feel pretty good. So, why am I absolutely infuriated? It is 12:55 pm and I have just 5 minutes to get back […]Read more "Breaking Up with Bad Businesses"
“I’m gon’ put some lead in him,” Mr. Williams says. His raucous laugh holds no mirth, but his belly shakes a little beneath his hands. “If I catch ’em in my yard, I’ma beat the piss out of ’em!” “Mhmm. I ain’t got too good an aim, so I’ma buy me one of them shotguns. […]Read more "Zimmerman’s Valid Fear"