The Broken Contract by George Packer

January 13, 2016

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This essay ran in Foreign Affairs in November/December 2011. At that time, I was recovering, but still shell-shocked by writing a dissertation, having a baby, (teaching full-time through all of that) and never taking a breather. Autumn of 2011, I was teaching two early morning sections of Introduction to Sociology at Drexel University – with […]

Remembrance of the Fassetts, Great Aunt Mert and Yellow Tomato Preserves

September 13, 2015

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Remembrance of the Fassetts, Great Aunt Mert and Yellow Tomato Preserves On Saturday morning November 7, 2015 we blanched and cooked up red, yellow (and a few green) small tomatoes from the garden. (I have freezing them all summer and autumn long). According to our father, Richard Redd, It was Aunt Mert, the fraternal twin of our (my sister’s, brother’s and my) great grandmother […]

Posted in: the social world

Explaining Inequality: self-hatred of the poor, stagnation and what became of Occupy? Whence from here?

September 3, 2015

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I started my day today by encountering Marc Stier’s Facebook post asking why there has not been a populist rebellion (well, Marc, the Occupy movement was something of an uprising and was summarily squashed) while real income has been stagnant for decades. (The point of Mr. Stier’s post was that technological advancement may mask the […]

Posted in: inequality, Occupy, poverty

a poem for Herzog and any human who has ever been sad

May 3, 2015

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August 2007 Your song ended when the air smelled of wild grapes and the dusty sweetness of clover. And crickets serenaded the evenings, and cicadas’ hum filled day— and night Everywhere was the scent and vibration of high summer — then I learned that death is not an event not a presence but a cessation. A […]

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Scones and Crocuses

March 24, 2015

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Deev Murphy, bless her heart, called me up yesterday (Monday) to tell me that she and my dad had been talking about how he hadn’t really seen any any spring flowers yet. She wanted to let me know that there were some crocuses on Runnymede Avenue in Jenkintown. (Deev didn’t know the cross street; I think it’s […]

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First day of a journal about caring for Richard Redd

March 23, 2015

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Monday March 23, 2015 It’s Monday, and I don’t have to teach on Mondays. This means I can help get 12-year-old Arkady out the door with relatively little stress, walk the dogs, Zeus and Lilu, over to Jenkintown Elementary School and then cook my dad a nice breakfast. Today it what my family calls “toads […]

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