You be you. I will be me.


RIP, America

It’s OK to admit Donald Trump is not who you hoped he would be as president. It’s not a knock against you, personally. To continue to support him unabashedly, however, that says everything.

Bright Lights, Big City

Jay McInerney’s first novel was a literary Bat-signal, and the rungs on the ladder seemed to be stepping stones; I was on my way to challenging Pete Hamill. Instead, I walked away at 47.

We have a people problem

Now is the time for both sides of the aisle to put aside partisan politics, embrace compromise.

Now is our WTF moment

When did we go off the rails, becoming this intolerable, hateful … so downright ignorant?

‘The Wire’ as a newsroom

David Simon’s pièce de résistance has become a mirror of life – past, present, and future.

The clock struck 00:00 – and I’m thriving

It’s been five years since I danced with the devil by the pale moonlight. Since that time, I have pushed the limits of the doctors’ warnings. Today, I relent. Here’s to life – yours and mine.

OK, so here’s what happened …

It’s unnerving to lose yourself. Now, I’m back. For better or worse, I believe in … me, again. So, here I am, miles from where I left but home, finally – and I wouldn’t have it any other way.