Run away. Continue reading

I had never heard this song until today.

I had heard one line from this song, mis-sung over and over, half a lifetime ago and two-thirds of the country away from here, by a boy who’s now a dead man. Continue reading

Four years ago, I woke up at my girlfriend’s apartment, only to discover a bomb had dropped while I slept. Continue reading

Every battle ends. (Except the Korean War.) One way or another, every conflict in the history of mankind has come, or will come, to some sort of conclusion. Some end in a spectacular clash, some end in a formal ceremony, and some just flicker and fade out of existence.

Some battles, people just get tired of fighting. Personally, I’m tired of trying to defend U2’s better days, but I’m going to try anyway. Continue reading