I needed to get away from Queens for a bit, so I decided to visit Philadelphia. I’d been there several times before, but not in a few years. I hopped on the Amtrak from Penn Station at noon, and 80 minutes later we arrived at Philly’s Union Station.… Continue Reading
It’s the day after Trump’s election, and it’s eerily quiet in NYC. No one knows quite what to make of last night’s event. Has the apocalypse really arrived, or was it all just a bad dream? The streets are nearly empty, everybody in such a state of shock they’re afraid to venture out.… Continue Reading
I woke up late on Monday morning, around 10:30 am, after a long night working on political and culture essays. I checked my phone and saw a New York Times alert about the mass shooting in Las Vegas. I quickly flipped on CNN and watched the coverage for the next 45 minutes.… Continue Reading
I wake up on Monday morning, MLK Day 2017 and four days before Trump’s inauguration, and immediately feel a visceral need to leave my home borough of Queens. I grew up in Manhattan – also known as The City – so every few days I need my dose of the bright lights.… Continue Reading