The powerless feel invisible.
A ghostly cipher jigs and shimmies, sending up flares, announcing
the Annunciation.
The powerful seek invisibility.
A malevolent cloud overhangs and shrouds, secreted in cracks, hidden
from the light.
We evaporate and expectorate and obviate.
No one sees everything.
Hope RekindledThis past week has given us more hope for our diseased republic than any other time in 50+ years of paying attention. Observing and participating in a long-overdue peaceful uprising, occupying the streets, feeling the righteous energy of people of all ages, colors, faiths, and wealth (or lack thereof), has…
If you have the stomach for in-depth reporting on corruption in Los Angeles — at City Hall, on the City Council, the police force, everywhere there’s money and power — the citizen journalist Michael Kohlhaas is a necessary read. Just like old-fashioned investigative reporters used to do before being co-opted by papers uninterested in offending...
