Author Archives: 34orion

I went looking for the Old Grey Lady the other day. For as long as I can remember, she has been a part of my life—educating and informing me in a way few others ever did. She was known for … Continue reading →

There’s a moment in every democracy when the fringe stops being the fringe. It’s not when an extremist gains followers online, or when their rhetoric briefly trends on social media. It happens when institutions that once stood as gatekeepers begin … Continue reading →

I love walking my dog, Rosie. The first walk usually happens around 8:30 in the morning. By then, I’ve already braved the long commute from my bedroom to the kitchen for coffee—my daily fuel—to my desk so I can put … Continue reading →

I like walking in Washington, D.C. Not the modern kind of walking, where people are glued to their phones, but the old-fashioned, head-on-a-swivel kind. D.C. is full of history, and if you don’t pay attention, you’ll miss something important — … Continue reading →

The waiting room outside HR only has two people in it. Sitting opposite each other both are busily avoiding making eye contact with each other by paying far more attention to their cell phones than was required. The one of … Continue reading →

Normally when I write this blog, I let emotion drive the words. I write about what I feel—my anger, frustration, or joy—at what’s happening in the world around me. Without getting too bookish or nerdy, it’s my own soliloquy from … Continue reading →

I was just rolling over in bed for the first time when my phone rang. I despise when my phone rings early in the morning. Not only does it rob me of that first cup of coffee and those few … Continue reading →