This page is a chronicle of my discontent. I have created it to externalize my thoughts and reactions to our demise as they are too numerous, chaotic and painful to organize. I could spend every waking moment crafting essays of dissent and analysis, but that would only serve to destroy me, as those who owe us an eternity of their suffering cannot read or reason.
If my thoughts appear here, I don’t have to carry them around in my aching heart while I navigate a path forward as an American and as an artist. Read them. Or don’t. If we think similarly, perhaps seeing that you are not alone may be comforting. If we do not, it is of absolutely no consequence. If it serves to inflame, that is the reader’s failing, not my intent.
