Scenes from Sicily: Caronia
This week I will share some of the striking scenes I saw on our recent trip to Sicily. I had never heard of the Sirocco winds until we woke up to them on our third morning in Sicily. Hot air whipped...
View ArticleHillary and the hope that I might be allowed to age
If I know I have to convince someone of something, I wear more makeup that day. Using the unscientific data of my lived experience, I can safely say that I am more likely to get what I want if I look...
View ArticleThe weariness of remembering
Where I Was This is the time when we are exhorted to remember the tragedy of September 11th. We hear stories of sorrow and heroism that have been told hundreds of times, and we hear the stories that...
View ArticlePeace and anger
“We are all children of God, and God is the God of peace”. – Pope Francis Join #PopeFrancis in prayer on this #internationaldayofpeace pic.twitter.com/V5i0mrawFx — Ignatian Solidarity...
View ArticleA woman who likes to eat
The latest dust-up in this distressing election cycle has been Donald Trump’s fat shaming of a former Miss Universe, Alicia Machado. His comments and attitude are disgusting and demeaning: even if you...
View ArticleWe must love one another or die
There is a poem by W. H. Auden I return to often when I am discouraged. After a political season characterized more than ever by hatred and division, I needed these words today more than ever. They...
View ArticleMy skin in the game: a post-election commitment
In the weeks leading up to the 2016 presidential election, I found myself seeking – and approaching – a sense of calm over whatever the outcome might be: Serenity to accept the things I cannot change...
View ArticleNot normal? Not enough.
Over the last few months, as the cultural pendulum swing was confirmed by the result of the presidential election, it became popular to respond to shocking or troubling news with the expression...
View ArticleThe least wrong thing to say
It’s a dangerous time to have a thought. In the aftermath of a tragedy, for whatever thought you have, there are plenty of people willing to tell you that it is wrong. The internet is not a place where...
View ArticleWhat I mean by “racist”
I have been accused of overusing the word “racist”. While this may or may not be true, what is usually implied by this criticism is not that I am overusing it, but that I am misusing it. “Nobody said...
View ArticleScenes from Sicily: Caronia
This week I will share some of the striking scenes I saw on our recent trip to Sicily. I had never heard of the Sirocco winds until we woke up to them on our third morning in Sicily. Hot air whipped...
View ArticleHillary and the hope that I might be allowed to age
If I know I have to convince someone of something, I wear more makeup that day. Using the unscientific data of my lived experience, I can safely say that I am more likely to get what I want if I look...
View ArticleThe weariness of remembering
Where I Was This is the time when we are exhorted to remember the tragedy of September 11th. We hear stories of sorrow and heroism that have been told hundreds of times, and we hear the stories that...
View ArticlePeace and anger
“We are all children of God, and God is the God of peace”. – Pope Francis Join #PopeFrancis in prayer on this #internationaldayofpeace pic.twitter.com/V5i0mrawFx — Ignatian Solidarity...
View ArticleA woman who likes to eat
The latest dust-up in this distressing election cycle has been Donald Trump’s fat shaming of a former Miss Universe, Alicia Machado. His comments and attitude are disgusting and demeaning: even if you...
View ArticleWe must love one another or die
There is a poem by W. H. Auden I return to often when I am discouraged. After a political season characterized more than ever by hatred and division, I needed these words today more than ever. They...
View ArticleMy skin in the game: a post-election commitment
In the weeks leading up to the 2016 presidential election, I found myself seeking – and approaching – a sense of calm over whatever the outcome might be: Serenity to accept the things I cannot change...
View ArticleWhy I’m not impressed by wealth
Around Boston there are many neighborhoods where grand manses sit imposingly behind gates, surrounded by perfectly manicured lawns, with wildly expensive cars in their large garages. I can’t remember...
View ArticleTrying to be tough: the cultural poison of bravado
I was in high school when the OJ Simpson verdict came down. I hadn’t followed the story with any great care, and I didn’t really have an opinion on it. But when I heard the news from a fellow student...
View ArticleHow do we tell the evil truths?
Her name was Eudocia Tomas Pulido. We called her Lola. She was 4 foot 11, with mocha-brown skin and almond eyes that I can still see looking into mine—my first memory. She was 18 years old when my...
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