Threat levels.
“It seems that nothing about your festering, homicidal temperament will set off any alarms worth hearing.”
February 21, 2019 · Leave a comment
Flight of the Spiteful Strigiform.
“The Owl thought no one type of human was any better than another. All of them, after all, were inferior.”
February 3, 2019 · Leave a comment
What is owed and what is deserved.
About the forthcoming attempt to downplay the effects of this meaningless political exercise.
January 25, 2019 · Leave a comment
Self-Inflicted.
On the space where basic bigotry meets combat readiness.
January 22, 2019 · Leave a comment
In summary, in brief.
Try as I might, it seems impossible to miss anything.
December 27, 2018 · Leave a comment
Body language.
Portraits of decorum in the event of a political funeral.
December 5, 2018 · Leave a comment
This wretched, wretched Rubicon.
On the lines crossed by others and the lines we cross in response.
November 26, 2018 · 1 Comment
Creative Control 