Category Archives: Women
Make Fashion Great Again
Swarms of MAGAS have invaded Long Island this past week, as invasive and annoying as late summer gnats at the beach. If only I could swat them away! Out in full force, their rallying cry was “Let’s show the world
Make Fashion Great Again
Swarms of MAGAS have invaded Long Island this past week, as invasive and annoying as late summer gnats at the beach. If only I could swat them away! Out in full force, their rallying cry was “Let’s show the world
Changing the Narrative on Suicide
I was still playing with Barbie dolls the first time I thought of suicide. Beginning in childhood, while depression took up permanent residency in my mind claiming squatters’ rights, suicidal thoughts rented out a shady back room, menacing, ready to
Changing the Narrative on Suicide
I was still playing with Barbie dolls the first time I thought of suicide. Beginning in childhood, while depression took up permanent residency in my mind claiming squatters’ rights, suicidal thoughts rented out a shady back room, menacing, ready to
Life’s a Drag For Trump
Does Donald Have a thing for drag queens? Or is it just a thing for blondes? Did this recently resurfaced picture of JD Vance in drag at Yale have an influencing factor in his selection as Trump’s VP pick?
Life’s a Drag For Trump
Does Donald Have a thing for drag queens? Or is it just a thing for blondes? Did this recently resurfaced picture of JD Vance in drag at Yale have an influencing factor in his selection as Trump’s VP pick?
Donald Trump’s Roots Are Showing
Watching Trump’s performance yesterday I was struck with how he bore such a striking similarity to another Queens native, Archie Bunker. No one represented the silent majority of fading white male patriarchy than that other sexist, racist, xenophobic from
Donald Trump’s Roots Are Showing
Watching Trump’s performance yesterday I was struck with how he bore such a striking similarity to another Queens native, Archie Bunker. No one represented the silent majority of fading white male patriarchy than that other sexist, racist, xenophobic from
We Are Not Going Back
Seven years ago I made this sign stating “We Won’t Go Back” to carry in the first Women’s March. That march in Washington bursting with thousands of women felt like democracy at its best. The fact that this was echoed
We Are Not Going Back
Seven years ago I made this sign stating “We Won’t Go Back” to carry in the first Women’s March. That march in Washington bursting with thousands of women felt like democracy at its best. The fact that this was echoed
A Place Called Hope
Have we all just landed in a place called Hope? Damn, it feels so good. Suddenly within 24 hours, doom scrolling has turned into hope scrolling. As though a laser came down to zap everyone, there is a surge of
A Place Called Hope
Have we all just landed in a place called Hope? Damn, it feels so good. Suddenly within 24 hours, doom scrolling has turned into hope scrolling. As though a laser came down to zap everyone, there is a surge of
Artists Talk ACCESS An Ordinary Notion
The legacy of suffragist Alice Paul brought to life on the stage in the Tony award-winning production of Suffs, was also the inspiration behind ACCESS: An Ordinary Notion an exhibition I am honored to be part of at the
Artists Talk ACCESS An Ordinary Notion
The legacy of suffragist Alice Paul brought to life on the stage in the Tony award-winning production of Suffs, was also the inspiration behind ACCESS: An Ordinary Notion an exhibition I am honored to be part of at the
Who Knew Adopting A Dog Would Feel Like Online Dating?
Who knew finding a dog could be as tough as online dating? Finding my furbaby Moe was a fraught process with age becoming a liability. I share my story of how I cleared all the many hoops in my article
Who Knew Adopting A Dog Would Feel Like Online Dating?
Who knew finding a dog could be as tough as online dating? Finding my furbaby Moe was a fraught process with age becoming a liability. I share my story of how I cleared all the many hoops in my article
D Day A Country United 80 Years Ago
It was June 1944. It was wartime. While my father Marvin was spit-polishing his regulation army boots in the jungles of New Guinea, on the other side of the globe my teenage bobby soxer mother Betty polished up her saddles
D Day A Country United 80 Years Ago
It was June 1944. It was wartime. While my father Marvin was spit-polishing his regulation army boots in the jungles of New Guinea, on the other side of the globe my teenage bobby soxer mother Betty polished up her saddles
D Day A Country United 80 Years Ago
It was June 1944. It was wartime. While my father Marvin was spit-polishing his regulation army boots in the jungles of New Guinea, on the other side of the globe my teenage bobby soxer mother Betty polished up her saddles
D Day A Country United 80 Years Ago
It was June 1944. It was wartime. While my father Marvin was spit-polishing his regulation army boots in the jungles of New Guinea, on the other side of the globe my teenage bobby soxer mother Betty polished up her saddles
Envisioning The American Dream 