New York Tyrant
Kate and I often joked about ranking friends’ baby pictures from cutest to ugliest. The only reason to bring forth new life in the age of arctic fissures and transatlantic fascism, we agreed, was to see how many likes your photos could get on social media. Why not make the contest literal, take away the hypocrisy? Now Kate is gone and I finally have the courage to follow through. Viewed a certain way, this contest is something that Kate and I have created, something that is crowning.
“Happy rainy Tuesday, everyone,” I post. “I’m excited to announce that Maryanne Jameson is the cutest baby on my feed!!! Congratulations, Maryanne!!!!” This baby has triumphed over a great deal of competition, so a total of seven exclamation points seems appropriate. Within seconds, thirteen people have liked this post: Joanna, five of our friends from college, Joanna’s husband, four people whose names I don’t recognize who I assume are friends of Joanna, and two people I’m friends with who I’m pretty sure don’t know Joanna but who automatically like every baby-related post.
Hi everyone, I'm Bryan, and I'll be your Tyrant of the month for this, the shortest month of the year. I'm writing to you from America, during a time that feels imminently apocalyptic. Over the past few months I've had a lot of conversations with friends about the purpose of art in These Times, and my opinion seems to change with my mood and the news. I've rolled my eyes more than once at the suggestion that art is now "more important than ever," but at the same time have deeply connected to emerging new mediums, like videos of white supremacists being...
Why This Book Is Important and Things I Like and Don’t Like About It, Plus Biographical Information About Me A Book Review of OK by KOOL AD
by Helen Schreiner
Why This Book Is Important and Things I Like and Don’t Like About It, Plus Biographical Information About Me
A Book Review of OK by KOOL AD
by Helen Marialuzia Reiner Good (aka Helen Schreiner)
I told her I’d do better and I told her I’d stop drinking and I told her I’d take better care of myself and I’d cut out all the shit like eating chicken wings every night by myself and drinking and we could eat like a family again. I told her I’d go to therapy and I said please Sarah please Sarah please, but then Sarah said no.
Sarah said, “I’ve been trying to get you to go to therapy for years. I’ve been begging you to stop for years. And all the molestation stuff that happened when you were a kid.”