I never thought I’d see a presidentsermonizing from a phone—a burning bush of blue light,gospel gnashed into tweets.They call it Truth,but it scrolls like static—an […]
In Praise of Their Peace
Some never disappear.They were engineeredto be unreachable from the beginning.They arrive as schematics—impressive, exacting,nonparticipatory.To be near themis to inhabit a diagram:lines, limits, the illusion of […]