As I wrote a couple weeks ago in an email to the Rising Voices mailing list, I have mixed feelings about World AIDS Day. On the one hand, it can help create the illusion that we only need to think about AIDS one day out of the year and then somehow everything will get better. [...]

Like many, like most I assume, Sundays are my favorite days. The eerie silence that first weighs on you with awkwardness and then picks you up, slowly, like a buoyant body ten feet below a salty sea.
The still silence of Sunday morning has the opposite effect of the distant roar of schoolyard playgrounds. The laughter, [...]

I can’t begin to tell you how many times I’ve found myself walking around some foreign city, knowing neither the language nor the currency, and staring into the coupled conversations of comfortable coffeehouse confines. How’s that for alliteration? The steam on the windows, the flirtatious curled lips of young women and the puffed up chests [...]

Least recommended movie to watch with your grandparents: Superbad
Places I don’t remember seeing advertisements five years ago: menu at the Cheesecake Factory, pre-previews at the movie theater, between rotating flight information on an airplane.
Number of scuba divers seen cleaning the aquarium at Vancouver International Airport: 2
Raddest public library I’ve ever seen: Seattle Public Library
Founder of [...]

Subways, I love them. The door to the carriage opens, it closes, and your two or five or 15 minutes of silent intimacy with people you’ve never met begins. Like unacquainted sardines. Like a colony of seals piled upon each other in stoic orgy.

We’re rich, we’re poor; black and white; Chavistas and Chavez-haters; young and [...]

September 23, 2003
Cienfuegos, Cuba

This morning, after breakfast as I was on my way out, the husband of the Casa called me over to introduce me to some friends, a couple, the husband of whom is a philosophy professor. We promised to talk later tonight and so on the way over here I began to think [...]

September 23, 2003
Cienfuegos, Cuba

This morning, after breakfast as I was on my way out, the husband of the Casa called me over to introduce me to some friends, a couple, the husband of whom is a philosophy professor. We promised to talk later tonight and so on the way over here I began to think [...]

September 22
12:30 p.m. Viazul Bus Station
Habana, Cuba
L. Althusser makes a good point - while the sense of community in socialism is so much greater, the methods of production alienate the worker from the object being produced. In the United States designers, programmers, artists, inventors, builders take great pride in their products wheter it be the [...]

September 22
12:30 p.m. Viazul Bus Station
Habana, Cuba
L. Althusser makes a good point - while the sense of community in socialism is so much greater, the methods of production alienate the worker from the object being produced. In the United States designers, programmers, artists, inventors, builders take great pride in their products wheter it be the [...]

September 20, 2003
El Jardin del Oriente
Habana Vieja, Cuba

"Absolute ideas must take relative forms if they are not to fail because of an error in form. Freedom, to be viable, has to be sincere and complete. If a republic refuses to open its arms to all, and move ahead with all, it dies."
Jose Marti- "Our America"

"Nations [...]