I‘ve pretty much kept September 11, 2001 at a distance today. But tonight I’ve been thinking about a visit to the World Trade Center and St. Paul’s Chapel that Elaine and I and made with friends in 2008.
The New York Times reports that Wilbur Ross threatened to fire NOAA employees after a tweet contradicted the presidential assertion that Hurricane Dorian might hit Alabama.
Donald Trump’s fixation on making deals, great deals, betrays a mindset that has no room for the deep truth of what it means to be human. Because to be human is, finally, to lose. Every hand is a losing hand; every life, a losing proposition.
WTF’s chief meteorologist: “Alabama was going to be hit very hard, along with Georgia.” So I thought of a song, Charley Patton’s “Going to Move to Alabama.”
Washington Black draws upon slave narratives, the Bildungsroman, magical realism, Charles Dickens, Jules Verne, Mark Twain, Ralph Ellison, and Toni Morrison to create a story of self-discovery, of scientific discovery, of friendship and the limits of friendship.