Author Archives: floegel

Not About Race, But Opportunity

It’s spring and the great migrations are underway. From throughout the north, college students are heading south for a week or ten days of sunstroke, public inebriation and reverse peristalsis. In college towns, administrators have a week to sort out all the nagging paperwork that never seems to get finished while the kids are around. […]

Wanna Buy a Nuke?

Hey, friend. You there, yes, you. The one with the lights on, running the computer, the stereo. Did I just hear the compressor on your refrigerator kick on? You’re sucking a lot of juice there. Your electric meter must be spinning like a pinwheel in a hurricane. I’ve got a special deal for you – […]

Odzihozo

From my window, I can see Odzihozo, sitting in the lake, wearing a coat of rime and snow. He looms out of the fog, or is obscured by a squall of snow, but sooner or later everything clears and I see him where he has always been – watchful, immutable, staring at the world he […]

Real History

Today’s news is tomorrow’s history. I’m fascinated by both subjects, and when I was in college, I took degrees in journalism and history. I don’t know why it isn’t required of all journalism students. In the last ten years we’ve seen the development of instant history. No sooner does an event hit the newspapers than […]

No Ethics Need Apply

According to the almanacs, the worst of winter is over. Once Valentine’s Day has passed, it’s a rare day when the temperature drops below zero. We can still accumulate a goodly amount of snow, and flurries are possible all the way through June. Still, the greater part of winter is past and one can feel […]

You Have the Right to Remain Silent

“You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to have an attorney present during questioning. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you by the court.” Does any of that sound familiar? I’m sure it […]

Gastro-Imperialism

I have a friend who grew up in Bengal. When he reached adolescence, instead of sneaking out behind the house to smoke a cigarette, he sneaked out and ate meat. Although his vice was different, the result was the same. He choked and gagged and began to feel ill. Not only that, he was busted. […]