You Can’t Heal – 1

A few months ago I began shooting a photography series called “You Can’t Heal,” a title that includes direct reference to substance use and addiction. The full line is “You can’t heal in the environment where you got sick,” and that environment could be many things, a social group, work, family, a relationship, a city. It can also refer to any sort of addiction or … Continue reading You Can’t Heal – 1

Thanks to BP, Rahm and the Kochs, Chicago Developing a Serious Petcoke Problem…

Directly across the Illinois border from Chicago stands British Petroleum’s Whiting Oil Refinery in Whiting, Indiana and this huge facility creates petcoke, which in turn creates a bunch of problems in Chicago, problems that only get magnified by the involvement of the Koch Brothers and the lack of involvement by Chicago Mayor, Rahm Emanuel… Yeah – BP, Rahm and the Kochs. What a clusterfuck of … Continue reading Thanks to BP, Rahm and the Kochs, Chicago Developing a Serious Petcoke Problem…

On Leaving San Francisco…Converse All Stars, High Rents and the Fillmore Jazz Fest

I was standing outside the Converse All Star Store on Market Street in San Francisco when it became clear to me it was again, time to leave this city.  The sign in the store window yelled, “SHOES ARE BORING! WEAR SNEAKERS!” in large, capitalized letters and behind this sign stood an equally loud, colorful scream of red sneakers, white sneakers and blue, all arranged on … Continue reading On Leaving San Francisco…Converse All Stars, High Rents and the Fillmore Jazz Fest

The hardest political choice…

Compassion… That’s right, compassion… I keep hearing politicians talk about hard choices, about tough decisions and being realistic…you know, their usual line and all of it typically means only one thing…but I’m getting ahead of myself here… Let me start over… So, few days ago I was blocking traffic on a bridge as part of a national day of action. Good time, didn’t necessarily agree … Continue reading The hardest political choice…

Setting aside my cynicism…Occupy Wall Street

I freely admit, I can be cynical…really cynical. Which is probably why when I heard of the Occupy Wall Street protest, my first question was: if they are trying to cause trouble on Wall Street, why the hell are they doing the protest on a Saturday? At the time, I didn’t know it was going to be an ongoing thing, but even when I found … Continue reading Setting aside my cynicism…Occupy Wall Street

Bourbon street, war, violence…and hey! Take it down a notch…with Rancid!

I used to know a bartender at Molly’s on Toulouse, small bar on Toulouse (duh) between Royal and Bourbon, and I loved the place…small, pool table, open windows to the street…old feel, and it was close enough to Bourbon and all the idiocy contained therein one could step outside for a smoke and look the half block up to watch fraternities, sororities, christianit-ies, stupidities and … Continue reading Bourbon street, war, violence…and hey! Take it down a notch…with Rancid!

The NOPD report: white man in Jacksonsmith Palais…

I had initially planned to begin and end this post with one simple sentence, “Damn, the NOPD sucks, we knew that, but thanks for spelling it all out for us, in detail, just how much they suck…” But before I hit “publish,” I decided I should perhaps, elaborate on this so I did just that: My former apartment in New Orleans was located at the corner of … Continue reading The NOPD report: white man in Jacksonsmith Palais…

My State of the Union…

My fellow Americans… I come before you today to say that the era of rationality is dead. What do I mean? Simple… Being rational has led to hundreds of thousands of foreclosed homes. Being rational has led to the hyper-inflated salary of CEO’s such as Brian Moynihan, CEO of Bank of America. Being rational has led to crumbling infrastructures, the failings of the levees in New … Continue reading My State of the Union…