I am Santa Claus: A Parenting Journey
David Himmel David Himmel David Himmel David Himmel

I am Santa Claus: A Parenting Journey

Christmas Eve. Just after somewhere between 7:30 and 8:57-ish at night. My wife was hurried away in the kitchen preparing tomorrow morning’s breakfast—an egg casserole that’ll put hair on your mother’s balls. Delicious. I was lulling the child to sleep with three books. One about trucks, another about construction trucks, and the third, Goodnight Moon.

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A Missed Opportunity
David Himmel David Himmel David Himmel David Himmel

A Missed Opportunity

Hunting rats and my desire to kill them was the first topic of conversation my wife and I had when we met. She said I should not have been walking the alley behind my apartment with a small bb gun shooting at them because they had a right to be there. She wasn’t wrong. But neither was I. Fuck rats. Kill them all.

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The Highest of All Arts and the Path Away from Trump
Don Hall Don Hall Don Hall Don Hall

The Highest of All Arts and the Path Away from Trump

The highest of all arts, indeed.

Compromise is about building something rather than destroying something. It is about looking past the obvious differences and finding the more substantial similarities. It is humanist rather than racist or sexist. It is a stretch of the perspective to encompass all of us rather than some of us. Compromise and the commitment to do so is a rebuke to othering, aversion, and moralizing.

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"Baby, It's Cold Outside" 2020 Edition
David Himmel David Himmel David Himmel David Himmel

"Baby, It's Cold Outside" 2020 Edition

He: Beautiful watch you're wearing

She: My father will be pacing the floor—Wait, what about my watch?

He: Listen to the fireplace roar

She: No. This isn’t about the fireplace. Look, really, I'd better scurry

He: Okay. That’s fair. Text me tomorrow. I’ll get you a Lyft.

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The Pandemic Was Foretold by the Wachowskis
Don Hall Don Hall Don Hall Don Hall

The Pandemic Was Foretold by the Wachowskis

This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back. You take the blue pill—the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill—you stay in Wonderland, and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes. Remember: all I'm offering is the truth. Nothing more.

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