Saving Chicago

Dammit, why am I always late? This one wasn’t my fault at all, but I will concede that it is a trend. After 20 hours of checkpoints - national, state, civic, militia - I was at least in the right city. By the time I arrived at my actual destination, James Nelson wasn’t at his…

Optimism

Most people think of me as a pessimist. I don’t think that’s quite fair. I prefer to think of myself more like Batman: a contingency plan for every eventual bad situation. Perhaps that I think of them as eventual is what makes it pessimism. Of course not every bad thing that can happen will happen,…

Until Proven Guilty

The moderator indicated that there was only 10 minutes left in the debate and Emerson hadn’t made his much anticipated announcement yet. “I will now cede the floor to each candidate for 5 minutes for closing remarks,” said the man sitting at the centre podium with his back to the audience. “Mr. Cates, as the…

Millennials

Firstly, I appreciate that an article on ‘what’s wrong with millennials’ is piling on. I also feel compelled to tell you that technically I am one, though I resent that characterization and find it misleading. Apparently, millennials are those who became adults in the new millennium, roughly speaking. More technically, most people whose job it…

Come Here Son

Big, warm tears were now streaming down his face. “Why did you let me do it then,” he screamed through his clenching teeth as his face grew increasingly red. “I’ve tried to save you from a lot in my life, son, but you had your mind made up.” “You knew it was going to happen.”…