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  • If Government Doesn’t Provide It, It Will Never Be Provided: The Entrenchment Fallacy

    April 25th, 2018 | Reservation Trash | journalpulp | No Comments

    In response to my latest book, which is an explicit espousal of laissez-faire, I’ve already gotten a few emails and messages with the exact comments I anticipated — anticipated from the moment I first conceived the idea, in fact, because I’ve been fielding these very same questions for well over a decade now. My main […]

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  • Sacred House of the Human Spirit & the Meaning of Life

    April 24th, 2018 | Reservation Trash | journalpulp | No Comments

    She drove him six hours into a small mining town in eastern Nevada, near the Utah border. During the drive he told her what had happened. She listened intently but did not speak. A green-colored half moon hung low in the sky, the horizon beneath it a band of xanthic light which glowed like something […]

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  • Indian Privilege and the American Dream

    April 23rd, 2018 | Reservation Trash | journalpulp | No Comments

    The American Dream is a dream of aspiration. It is a story of striving. But it is more: It is a dream of breaking away from the pack. The American Dream is the freedom of each person, regardless of race, sex, sexual orientation, color, class or creed, free to pursue her or his own life […]

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  • Make Every Day Earth Day

    April 22nd, 2018 | Earth Day | journalpulp | 9 Comments

    May I suggest this Earth Day you peruse Steven Pinker’s new book Enlightenment Now? Steven Pinker is by no stretch of the imagination a conservative, right-wing, Republican blah-blah-blah-blah — if, that is, you’re still into all that nonsensical partisan meaninglessness, which I am not. (Meaningless, I say, because the left and the right are two […]

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  • “Another Form of Collective-Tribalism — Of The Most Barbaric Kind”

    April 22nd, 2018 | Reservation Trash | journalpulp | No Comments

    The Indian who visited Kristy at his work was tall and thin and handsome. He had very white teeth and a kind smile. He was middle-aged, clean-shaven. His polished shoes gleamed like obsidian. He wore a black suit-jacket and a navy-blue necktie, his thick hair cut high-and-tight. “You’re Native,” the man said. “Yes,” Kristy said. […]

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  • “You Disparage Wealth Who Have Never Known Poverty”

    April 21st, 2018 | Reservation Trash | journalpulp | No Comments

    You disparage wealth who have never known poverty. You disparage cleanliness and health from a tower of health and cleanliness. Let me tell you something: Poverty which is neither sin nor vice is also neither noble nor good. Poverty is hardship. Poverty is sickness. Poverty is misery. Poverty is death. The words well, weal, and […]

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  • Plastic Strawmen and Noble Cause Corruption

    April 19th, 2018 | Americana | journalpulp | 2 Comments

    As a bartender, the latest wave of environmental misinformation and exaggeration struck particularly close to home. I’m referring, of course, to the environmental push to outlaw plastic straws in bars, with, additionally, the threat of steep fines. Have you ever heard of “noble cause corruption”? It’s when you’re so convinced that your argument is on […]

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  • Breaking Away from the Pack: a Philosophical Story about Human Striving

    April 15th, 2018 | Reservation Trash | journalpulp | No Comments

    On a lovely spring day in Southern California,2009, a young man with blue-black hair and dark skin arrived late and winded at the starting area of a much-anticipated track race. A small breeze blew down from the north and a whisper of lilac laced the currents. The young man was of Navajo stock. He had […]

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  • Brain Damage and the Daredevil Too Slippery to Hold

    April 11th, 2018 | Writing | journalpulp | 1 Comment

    ______________   On a lovely spring day in Southern California, 2009, a young man with blue-black hair and dark skin arrived late and winded at the starting area of a much-anticipated track race. A small breeze blew down from the north and a whisper of lilac laced the currents. The young man was of Navajo […]

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  • How to Write a Story

    May 29th, 2017 | How to write a novel | journalpulp | No Comments

    Here’s how you create a setting: One hour before nightfall, on a pink-and-blue evening in the third week of August, 2011 … Here’s how you create a character: a solitary man traveling on foot … Here’s how you introduce a situation: entered the small, tree-shadowed town of Clifton — an isolated village about which many […]

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  • Beware the Ides of March

    March 15th, 2017 | Shakespeare | journalpulp | No Comments

    Ceasar: The ides of March are come. Soothsayer: Ay, Caesar, but not gone. — Julius Caesar, Act III, Scene 1. The word ides is derived from the ancient Roman calendar and comes from the Latin idus, which, as Oxford explains it, means “a day falling roughly in the middle of each month (the 15th day […]

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