Creep of the Week: Samuel Alito
In 2015, the Supreme Court’s Obergefell v. Hodges decision changed my life. That decision meant that Michigan had to recognize my legal marriage to my wife and that, as her spouse, I could be covered under her ...
How to Love a Log Cabin Republican and a Bernie Snowflake
About 25 years ago (as best I recall), I was walking obliviously through Piedmont Park during Pride when I heard my name called. I looked around and didn’t see anyone familiar. The shouting resumed. I looked ag...
A Dem Win is Not an LGBTQ Win
I bend the knee to Joe the Dragon Slayer. While I thought it was shameful the way Democratic establishmentarianism resulted in hardly anybody’s first choice becoming the presumptive nominee, there was only one ...
Jean-Philippe in Atlanta
Like many of you, I just watched the Netflix series “Emily in Paris.” Created by Darren Star of “Sex and the City” fame, the show has been met with the kind of cool disdain and online eye-rolling here in Paris ...
Goodbye #45
It’s over. Four long years of anxiety, sadness, anger and helplessness have finally come to a close. When I went to bed on election night this year, I had an aching feeling that it would turn out like it did...
Creep of the Week: Donald Trump (Yes, Again)
Remember after the 2016 presidential election when Trump supporters reached out to Clinton supporters in an effort to understand and sympathize with our pain and fear? To better understand us so that we could r...
The End of the Beginning
Throughout the onset of global plague, the collapse of our economic order, the imposition of social distancing and elimination of public gatherings, I’ve appreciated all that has happened thus far as if it will...
Election Hangover
We’ve all been part of a troubled relationship. There comes a point where you realize there seems to be more differences between you and your intimate partner than the commonalities that brought you together in...
Who Can Help When You’re a Pandemic Shut-in?
I’m sure that in pre-pandemic days, you had the experience of, say, eating at a restaurant next to a table occupied by an unleashed and aggressive creature darting its eyes about while channeling “emotional sup...
How I Learned to Give Karmic Revenge (One Lost Republican at A Time)
Living in the center of any big city is not without its challenges — finding parking or a good dry cleaner that doesn’t cost a fortune, or even something as elemental as good manners in the midst of crowds of p...
A Personal Election Note
The first election I voted in was 1972, George McGovern (D) versus the soon-to-be-disgraced Dick Nixon (R). My choice? Written-in Shirley Chisholm (I) — unbought and unbossed. I was on point. In 1972, we ...