What I Be

by Anne Kapp I will be the sonof fathers good and bad.I will be the dadsomeone never had. I will be the laborerin factories big and small.I will climb and fall,and mortar my own wall. I will be the madmanin a suit of eccentricity,drowning in publicity—only true friends can find me. I will be the…

The Liberty Movement IS Dead, Long Live Liberty!

Editor’s Note: This week we bring you a guest post from a good friend of ours, Glenn Horowitz. Glenn writes an opinion column over at The American Daily Herald and also maintains his own personal blog, Get Glenn Mobile. -CS By Glenn Horowitz I’ve been thinking about a fitting subject for a first submission to…

So, Who Are You Today?

by Justin Nafziger “Well we all have a face, That we hide away forever And we take them out and, Show ourselves When everyone has gone, Some are satin some are steel Some are silk and some are leather, They’re the faces of the stranger But we love to try them on” The Stranger, Billy…

What Are Ethics Anyway?

by Justin Nafziger I have observed that people confuse various adjacent terms and ideas as equivalent. Belief and conviction for example, while they may overlap are not one and the same. Another oft misconstrued association is mixing morality, integrity and ethics. To be sure, they do interact heavily, but one and the same they are…

Time Is Not Money

by Justin Nafziger This was written near the 2012 holiday season; however, the points are every bit as valid today, and it doesn’t have to be the holiday consumer rush for this stuff to be relevant. Time Is Not Money You know the old adage, “time is money”? Well, it’s wrong. Time isn’t money, and…

Rave to the Grave

by Cynthia Cone If one good thing has come from my mother’s death, I would say that in the wake of her passing I have somehow managed to find a deeper meaning to my own life. My mother and I had a very complicated yet symbiotic relationship. Being the child of an alcoholic is not…

Maverick

The emperor has no clothes, throwing rocks from his glass house. Atop his ivory towers, watching each quiet church mouse. Oppressing the subjects with his greedy dictates of self-serving proclamations for power. Thieving slight of hand from behind his holy veil; sanctimonious stench, sheep-skinned wolf, thorny dying flower. The royal lighthouse goes dim, but the…

The Problem with Movements

by Cynthia Cone The problem with movements is that movements start to lose, I think quite often, sight of humanity, of human beings as individuals. – Ian Mackaye While I believe that the intended end results of certain social movements are necessary, especially in a world where evolution is constantly taking place, I also agree…