On the Pleasures of Hating, American Style

“The white streak in our own fortunes is brightened (or just rendered visible) by making all around it as dark as possible; so the rainbow paints its form upon the cloud.” —On the Pleasure of Hating, William Hazlitt The leaders of nations are again whipping up hatred and though one may stoutly observe this circumstanceContinue reading “On the Pleasures of Hating, American Style”

Teaching in the Age of Trump

When I was very small I didn’t know that I’d meet people who wouldn’t like me until one day, climbing stairs with my father, my hand in his, we met an elderly Swedish woman who lived just below us and who said, “Tsk, Tsk” because I was blind. I was only four and it wasContinue reading “Teaching in the Age of Trump”

On Blogging in the Age of Trump

The Jungian psychoanalyst Marie-Louise Von Franz wrote a compelling book about men who have big bodies but remain children. Such men are often the life of the party, charming, at least at first. Then they tire of you (insert “children”; “wives”; “girl friends”;  “friends”) and jump ship (insert “leave home”; “skip town”) and find aContinue reading “On Blogging in the Age of Trump”