Well, we returned from the Old Country monday night, but I've been delaying my return to this log, because, why? I wanted to reopen with something special? I was feeling shy? I wanted to enjoy t...

Yeah, the address in the caption above is intentional. Paul Auster has a piece about the American heartland in today's NYTimes. It's a good read. This is an excerpt. Crazy New York, inspiring ...

On almost-the-eve of the big anniversary, I wanted to post the text of a letter written to the BBC by an activist friend of ours, an appreciative response to the broadcast company's inclusion of an...

Barry and I will be in Europe for three weeks, and I will almost certainly not be continuing these posts, even if he manages to do his part for the public. Check him out. I'm sure I will feel the...

Last September, for the first time in at least 326 years, but certainly much longer, the dreamers stopped coming to New York. The City was physically isolated for about 24 hours, beginning the mor...

While I was speaking during intermission to the two women who sat next to us tonight at the theater, one of them said that she really liked my button (the slash "WAR" button I've worn now for exact...

I was a Kiki and Herb virgin until tonight. I'm now a convert, and I welcome the mark and the burden that usually accompanies that designation. The show at The Knitting Factory was a knockout. I...

Are there really people out there? Maybe there is still hope, but we're going to have to let each other know we're here. Don't hide under a basket! If you scratch the surface of the poll number...

Some of you may not have heard, but in the last few years it's become clear that she's made what appears to be a 180 degree turn from her left-baiting personna. We can use her eloquence. This mor...

Mark Morford begins his characteristically-restrained critique (just kidding!) of the appalling usurper of the office of U.S. vice-president, We have a war-crazed vice president. An addict, a ver...