I Believe… [Good Footwear]
...that, as we age, good footwear is more important than a girlfriend.
I Believe… [The Book]
The third of a series is out and ready to read!
I Believe… [Less Outrage]
...that the real lessons of history are almost always ignored because they require humility instead of outrage.
I Believe… [Good Shoes]
...that a haircut, a good book, and a pair of shoes that really fit are the luxuries of the lower middle class.
I Believe… [Grace Ain’t Competence]
...that ‘grace under pressure’ isn’t the same thing as ‘competence in a crisis.’
I Believe… [Bad Photos]
...that the act of taking photos of yourself is the height of vapid stupidity and unchecked vanity. I wanna see a picture someone else took of you looking like a fresh bag of shit. Then I can know who you are.
I Believe… [Micromanagers]
…that until organizations realize that treating adults like wayward children destroys morale, creativity, and basic human joy, the micromanager will continue to loom—hovering, nitpicking, doubting, draining, controlling—like the world’s least charismatic supervillain.
I Believe… [Absence]
...that absence may make the heart go fonder but it also makes the bone grow harder.
I Believe… [Bad Decision]
...that we’re all just one bad decision from oblivion.
I Believe… [Neo-60 Minutes]
...that, if LiterateApe was suddenly put in charge of CBS, ’60 Minutes’ would features stories of divorce, masturbation, the death of radio, and farts.
I Believe… [Soul Sterilization]
...that technology is a brilliant liar—it convinces us we’re connected while quietly sterilizing our souls.
I Believe… [Letting Go]
...that knowing when to let go of people who have already let go of you is good. Actually letting them go and moving on is better.
I Believe… [Neo-Inquisitioners]
...that in an age where every word is a potential weapon and every hurt feeling a crime scene, the loudest moralists aren’t protecting the vulnerable—they’re auditioning for the Inquisition.
I Believe… [We’re Not Machines]
...that joy is found in the act of building something useless: kites in winter, elaborate cocktail garnishes for tap water, or a paper-mâché bust of your ex-boss. Useless things remind us we’re not machines.
I Believe… [The Ironic Right]
...that the irony that the Right is reveling in their reclaimed permission to say the word ‘retard’ and yet most of them are ‘tards is staggering.
I Believe… [Not My Tempo]
...that the fact that my staff sees JK Simmons’s performance in “Whiplash” as a ‘comically evil version of me’ says a lot about my approach to management.
I Believe… [New Mantra]
...that my next tattoo will be something along the lines of “Expect Nothing. Hope for Everything.”
I Believe… [Manufactured Happiness]
...that happiness isn’t found, it’s manufactured—like bootleg mixtapes in the back of a Pontiac in 1985, hissing but priceless.
I Believe… [Just Call It Gambling, Already]
...that a casino is the poor man’s Wall Street. Cryptocurrency is the libertarian’s casino.
I Believe… [Corporate Speak]
...that the phrase “Just loop me in” is corporate code for “I want to handcuff myself to your brain until one of us dies.”
...that, as we age, good footwear is more important than a girlfriend.