My Father Was an Anti-Fascist Too

I might’ve been eight when I first asked my father if he’d ever killed anyone. “No,” was all he said. But I asked again, and again, in spare moments, and the more I asked, the more he didn’t say. It was the 1970’s and I had an obsession with WWII. I built model planes andContinue reading “My Father Was an Anti-Fascist Too”

Observance: Totalitarian regimes use words to mean their opposite

December 15, 2024 I have intended to use this space to make Observances, mostly in prose, about the intersections between my own personal, lived experience, close to home, and the politics of the moment as I see it. But with some really great sources that echo what I would have to say politically (and sayContinue reading “Observance: Totalitarian regimes use words to mean their opposite”