the baby and the credit machine

The other day, a woman with a baby came through my checkout line. When she was paying, the baby was fascinated by the credit card machine -- staring at it with huge, awed, focused eyes, as if it was the mot fascinating thing she had ever seen. She wanted to push the buttons, hold the...

Red Rebel Brigade

I draped the red cloth, covering my whole body, and painted my face white. We set our intentions, then exited the church, walking slowly down the street to the Capitol. I felt anonymous, impervious to the stares and words of passersby. I felt like the heart of the Earth looking upon this strange world of...