I have no idea what purpose this post will serve, but I'm writing it anyway. I am exhausted. Flat out, running on fumes, people looking at me saying, “Ryan, are you OK?” exhausted. The wax from the candle is pooling on both sides of me and I'm wondering, “How long is this f#(&ing candle?!” I… Continue reading Exhausted

The Thought Police, Part 1

It is intolerable to us that an erroneous thought should exist anywhere in the world, however secret and powerless it may be. 1984 I was having an unexpected conversation with a student the other day. She was clearly upset and I asked her what was going on. She was having trouble with a classmate who… Continue reading The Thought Police, Part 1