Daniel Adler and the Oracle at Delphi

On the subway, Anthony nodded at me and directed his gaze behind me at a girl, who then came and sat across from me, her almond shaped eyes and fine Greek nose turned in three quarter profile. I admired her, then before I got too creepy (which I’m working on) I admired her in theContinue reading “Daniel Adler and the Oracle at Delphi”

Daniel Adler on a Kibbutz

There is excited chatter floating into the plane’s cabin. The three rows are filled. I hope for chicken. When I first sat down in the terminal I met Max. He is smart, short, and Jewish, with big teeth that fit awkwardly together. He’s already raised $50,000 for his start up. He didn’t even read theContinue reading “Daniel Adler on a Kibbutz”

“Endgame,” Electrify the Soul

Julie, Matthew and I sat in the kitchen and read “Endgame” by Samuel Beckett. He wrote classic literature all right. Words that come and seem the same but they cannot be removed, unless to change the meaning of the sentence. To have faith in humanity is important. The skeptic’s glasses show skeptical a world. It’sContinue reading ““Endgame,” Electrify the Soul”

How to Write With Voice(s)

Finding a voice is easy. But writing so that people want to listen to that voice, so that it doesn’t come off as skateboard-teenage slang or flowery Latinate bomast, is harder. Again with the extremes. I can do both, sure, so that eventually my natural voice will mediate between the two, into a colloquial proseContinue reading “How to Write With Voice(s)”

Daniel Adler Reviews The Radisson Hotel

Now this hotel feeling imparts a brief spell of inconspicuousness I have long forgotten, a knowing sense of adventure, and though it’s based on the hope of a bottle of whiskey and a poolside blonde and its possibility open and unknown, there is something of adolescent expectancy about it that falls just short of a naive pleasure ofContinue reading “Daniel Adler Reviews The Radisson Hotel”

What Kim Jong-il’s Death Really Means

When Kim Jong-il died the world got one step closer to 2012. He was another remnant of the aughties, a preterite totalitarian authority who no longer had any real influence or bearing upon the world order. Kim Jong-il’s death is symbolic of a new era, not only in his small country of 25 million, orContinue reading “What Kim Jong-il’s Death Really Means”

How the New Facebook Timeline Represents Post Postmodernism

Facebook’s new Timeline demonstrates what the internet is becoming: a constant flow of information. But instead of looking at the internet in a linearly chronological sense, let’s think about other ways to approach it. If you really wanted to Facebook stalk someone, you would spend the first few minutes on their page admiring their mostContinue reading “How the New Facebook Timeline Represents Post Postmodernism”

Three Bushwick Characters

Last night I learned a valuable lesson: you don’t talk about circumcision or herpes at parties. At the next party I went to, in Bushwick, I met a bunch of different characters. Chris, a handsome melancholy German stood outside on a stoop and lamented the divide between architecture’s aesthetics and context. He was the sonContinue reading “Three Bushwick Characters”

Daniel Adler’s Saturday Sleep

Sometimes I wake up early on Saturday or Sunday and I’m still tired and my head hurts from last night’s gin but I can’t stop thinking of the hot cup of coffee and the classic literature I’m about to finish and sitting in my bed and being alone. My stomach churns and my mental gearsContinue reading “Daniel Adler’s Saturday Sleep”