Looking for companionship, warmth, and loving with someone brainy
and passionate. Have stayed young and adventurous. Like to run.
Love words and languages. Habe 15 Jahre in Deutschland gelebt.
Μεγάλωσα στην Αστόρια μιλώντας Ελληνικά. Live off writing, editing
and translations, often on the razor's edge. Love history and
sociology. Love shapes and colors.
What I’m doing with my life
Redefining the late bloom?
Devoted to the unpaid form of event management and social artistry
known as political organizing. Still stuck in a pre- pre-
pre-revolutionary period. You definitely don't have to be "Occupy"
-- never sure if I am -- but if you don't like it, you'll want to
look elsewhere. Have come to prefer naive outrage to cynicism. Hope
you don't mind if I sometimes speak both of "bankers" and "the
guillotine" in the same sentence. Surely I don't mean it
Perpetually about to pitch for the million. Life is about the
I’m really good at
Raising half of a son, it turned out, now that he's 18 and
Smart is sexy, but overrated; empathy and persistent,
self-corrective thinking are both needed to understand human
affairs (formally or otherwise).
The first things people usually notice about me
This is the kind of question better settled by a third party
survey, don't you think?
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Novels I read and loved during the last year: Juneteenth (Ralph
Ellison's unfinished novel), Special Topics in Calamity Physics,
The Birth of Venus. My favorite children's books are Alice's
Adventures and Through the Looking Glass. I authored an academic
book on forced labor in Germany during the Second World War. Every
five years I read C. Wright Mills, The Power Elite (1956) and find
that he's as contemporary as ever. Shakespeare is god, but so is
Marge Piercy. Now imagine another X works of abiding vision or
beauty, or that make you laugh until you forget why. Odds are good
we share more than half in common, and that we'll agree at least
half of those are "great." On the trashy end, we can affect to be
appalled where our tastes diverge. And then hooray, we've achieved
the compatibility of the over-educated, still-modernist, New York
American. Maybe we can move in with Franny and Zooey. Now let's go
have sushi and not pay!
The six things I could never do without
They say you can get used to anything, and then you die, but let's
1. City racket. Why is it so addictive?!
3. Right now, either Violent Femmes or Schubert.*
4. This infernal machine.
5. On the subway or when eating alone: a book.
6. You, given just the right kind of luck.
* Update, 12/2013: atm it's all Bowie.
On a typical Friday night I am
Dancing, waiting my turn with Arlene's Grocery World Famous Live
Rock and Roll Karaoke Band, so that I can murder "Should I Stay Or
Should I Go" and mourn for Joe Strummer.
(Sadly, Arlene's is phasing out Friday live-band karaoke, so it
will have to be a Monday.)
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I am myself indifferent honest;
but yet I could accuse me of such things that it
were better my mother had not borne me: I am very
proud, revengeful, ambitious, with more offences at
my beck than I have thoughts to put them in,
imagination to give them shape, or time to act them
in. What should such fellows as I do crawling
between earth and heaven? We are arrant knaves,
all; believe none of us.
You should message me if
you are at least equally out of your mind. Or believe sanity should
not be equated with fitting into the hegemonic social environment.