Oftentimes, I’m ashamed to be a man; This is one of those times

Often times, I’m ashamed to be a man. With the way we treat women sometimes, how could I not be? In the last few days, alone, I’ve encountered three separate (and rather high-profile) instances when women were assumed to be the bad guy when the truth was anything but. Let’s start with the biggest one… …

Essay: On kindergarten, crying and Pearl Jam

Eddie Vedder tells me, “…you try this one.” So, I do. Or, at least I try. I know someday you’ll have a beautiful life. I know you’ll be a star. I’m driving and I’m crying. I’m crying and I’m driving. I’m cryving. But I try to sing along: In somebody else’s sky but whyyyyyyyyyhhyyyyy whyyyyyyhy whyyyyyyyyyyyyhhhhyyyyy… …