Author: The Crazy Idealist

Subway Peoplewatching

A descriptive piece from my experience on the subway this morning:  The woman across from me in the subway was wearing a very formal business suit that exposed legs so smoothly shaved they might as well be wearing pantyhose.    Her pointy black shoes looked like they pinched her feet, and the button up-blouse under the…
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October 5, 2011 2

Sunflower

We want walking to the Farmer’s Market on a freshly-made morning And the muscians were dropping their scatter of silver notes And the jams glowed in their jars And the lettuces spread their frills like flowers.


August 10, 2011 2

Random Library Kid

Today a 17-year old came in saying his boss had asked him to do a crossword puzzle.  I helped him find a crossword puzzle about football, and asked him what his job was.  He said he went down to RIT on Saturdays and worked on “business challenges.”  It was nice to meet a kid who…
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July 29, 2011 1

Marching in the Rochester Gay Pride Parade

I felt like a superhero, riding my bike, my robe of many flowers fluttering behind me in the breeze. Actually, it wasn’t a robe, but a dress printed with gardens, unbuttoned down the front and worn over my tank top and shorts so that it functioned mainly as a cape with sleeves.


July 26, 2011 0

The Real Reason Why the Job Market is So Bad

Why is the job market so bad? I know the standard explanation. Financial regulations were lax. Bankers gambled with our national assets. I don’t buy it. Oh sure, the regs could have been better. But saying the economy collapsed because of Wall Street is like saying the ten foot stack of plates you balanced on…
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July 14, 2011 4

The War on Drugs

“What is it you’re reading?” asked the lady next to me on the bus stop bench. Her face was pale like a mushroom and unkempt black hair straggled down her back. She was morbidly obese, wearing a gray sweatsuit, and had a walker wedged between her legs. But despite all this, her face was friendly…
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June 22, 2011 2

The Price of Vengeance is the Blood of Innocents

Reflections on the Eve of Bin Laden’s Death. I woke up this morning and read that Bin Laden was dead.   It made me remember September 11th.   The funny thing about September 11th is that all of us have a story.   All of us Americans.   


May 3, 2011 10

A Job Search Guide for Recent College Graduates

Most job search adv ice on the internet is disappointingly obvious. I know that graduation is coming up for a lot of my friends, and I want them to have something a little better. So I’m creating my own guide. Please comment on this article with your own job-hunting tips and tricks, and I will…
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April 19, 2011 3

Why Fear is Not Our Friend

When a black man wants to comfort a white man who is feeling guilty about racism, there is a certain script he uses. It goes like this: “You know, I’m black. But if I’m walking alone at night, and I see a tall black man coming, I’m still going to cross to the other side…
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March 30, 2011 12

Small Victories

So I’ve been working on some little short stories set in Rochester.   They all connect with one another, and I’m thinking of weaving them into a longer narrative.   This story is about a homeless bum with supernatural powers, although you won’t find out about his powers until later stories.   This is my…
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March 16, 2011 7