Archive for July, 2005

Playing the racist card

Saturday, July 30th, 2005

Peretz’s “J’accuse”

Friday, July 29th, 2005

Imagology vs. reality

Friday, July 29th, 2005

Avoiding racial profiling at all costs?

Thursday, July 28th, 2005

Egyptians mugged by reality?

Wednesday, July 27th, 2005

Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who’s the fairest primate of them all?

Wednesday, July 27th, 2005

Child’s play

Tuesday, July 26th, 2005

Today and tomorrow

Monday, July 25th, 2005

Another travel day

Sunday, July 24th, 2005

I guess I need to visit this one

Sunday, July 24th, 2005

Publicists for terrorists

Saturday, July 23rd, 2005

Paul Robeson (Part III–conclusion)–a mind can be an impossible thing to change

Friday, July 22nd, 2005

San Francisco

Friday, July 22nd, 2005

Paul Robeson (Part II): a mind can be an impossible thing to change

Thursday, July 21st, 2005

Gastronomic interlude

Thursday, July 21st, 2005

Paul Robeson (Part I)–a mind can be an impossible thing to change

Wednesday, July 20th, 2005

More evidence that I’m not so young anymore

Wednesday, July 20th, 2005

Journalists through the decades: tenure?

Tuesday, July 19th, 2005

Tengo una remera del Che y no sé por qué

Monday, July 18th, 2005

California dreamin’

Monday, July 18th, 2005

Where have you gone, Steven Den Beste? Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you

Sunday, July 17th, 2005

Should I? No, don’t think so

Sunday, July 17th, 2005

Action and reaction: prayer

Saturday, July 16th, 2005

With age, wisdom?

Saturday, July 16th, 2005

Speaking of terrorists and families: the Moussaouis

Friday, July 15th, 2005

About Me

Previously a lifelong Democrat, born in New York and living in New England, surrounded by liberals on all sides, I've found myself slowly but surely leaving the fold and becoming that dread thing: a neocon. My friends and family don't want to hear about my inexplicable conversion, so I started this blog to tell the tale of my political change and provide a forum for others. I have a background as a therapist, and my politics make me a pariah in the profession, too. Little did I know that I moved in such politically homogeneous circles. Why the apple? See this.






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