We were sitting at a bar waiting for the rest of our group to join us. It was mid-September, and still warm outside. Beads of water dripped down my glass into a puddle on the brown surface. We had just started our senior year of college, and my friend was describing a recent discussion in one ofRead more
What does it mean to be a good person? I think about this a lot. There are, you know, plenty of schools of thought on this topic. Many a philosopher has spent a lifetime devoted to answering this question. Scholars, religious leaders, and great thinkers have all contemplated what it means to be good. You couldRead more
I’ve been called a drama queen all my life. My mom says I’ve been one since the day I was born. Asleep during the day. Up all night. Screaming bloody murder. I was feisty even as an infant. And as soon as I could talk and express myself, I had very intense reactions to justRead more
It started out like any other day. Four different alarms set at five minute intervals beginning at 6:15 a.m. and ending at 6:30 a.m. I can only hit snooze so many times, right? The fourth alarm ought to actually wake me up….. It was still dark outside when I pried my eyes open and reached for my phone.Read more
Guys, it’s time to come to terms with Governor Brownback’s tax cuts and what they are doing to Kansas. Actually, the time to come to terms with this dire reality was a few months ago…..years ago…..sigh. I have been thinking about writing a post like this for a while (and kicking myself for not doingRead more
I’ve been thinking for years about the title of this blog. It was something I chose as an unemployed recent college graduate hoping to maybe make a hodgepodge career out of writing (still a life goal!). I thought about it for weeks before finally committing to “Confessions of a Progressive,” and since then I stillRead more
I love Facebook. Probably for many of the same reasons you do — who doesn’t love humbly overtly bragging about your awesome life, creepin’ on your ex or that new girl at the gym, cute photos of babies and dogs and all the Buzfeed shares? I love it for all of those things, but IRead more
I don’t really care about money. At least not in the sense of acquiring things. I mean, things are nice. I like things. Sometimes I think about having things, and I think I would be happier surrounded by things. And maybe I would be. I guess I’ll never know what that feels like. I likeRead more
There’s nothing like a move to make you realize how much stuff you have. Boxes and bags. Couches and beds. Certainly more clothes than I need (but I waaaant them). I have to admit, I feel a little guilty when I look around. Er, well, maybe guilty isn’t the right word. Maybe what I mean isRead more
Boom. You’ve just been schooled by Robert Reich.