Monthly Archives: February 2013

My favorite game to play these days is “spot the end of the empire.” At the end of the Roman Empire (although the practice pre-dates that, according to one of my Greco-Roman scholar friends), wealthy Romans would eat until they were full, then throw up so they could continue to eat. The term for whereContinue reading “Who profits from violence in Oakland? Who bears the cost? (or: Oakland–the vomitorium of the American Empire)”

I was born in a small village in England. I grew up in a suburban/rural area twenty minutes outside of Akron. In high school, I joke that I was the poorest kid in a VERY rich suburb 30 minutes outside of Chicago. I did not know people who had been shot. I did not knowContinue reading “A meandering reflection on why I care about gun violence”