What are we to do with a president who has no qualms about aggressively engaging half our nation? There is a marked difference between liberals and conservatives in this country that has nothing to do with particular beliefs, ethics, or choice in television programming. When a certain segment of the population of the United StatesContinue reading “But, but, BUT…”
Category Archives: Ruminations
Drink More Ovaltine
This is a vain piece. I can hear fireworks going off a few blocks down the road, as if a quarrelsome fool was shooting at Saint Nick, penance for never delivering a coveted toy all those years ago. They began at midnight while I drank eggnog and watched A Christmas Story under Christmas tree light, while Chloe,Continue reading “Drink More Ovaltine”
Dichotomies are Sexy
This is about this past year. It is about the election results and the fear and uncertainty felt by both sides of the aisle throughout the process. It is my stab at trying to understand it all. Those who know me should not be surprised that I am a liberal. But I have always takenContinue reading “Dichotomies are Sexy”
Cracks in the Pavement
I am a child of broken people. I come from broken dreams, busted jars of over-processed cheese, tears, and psychotic accusations slung to and fro by people who had me to fill a void in their lives. Between my father’s anger and my mother’s psychosis, being a kid was hard to maintain. There are noContinue reading “Cracks in the Pavement”
Goodbye Athens, Hello Somewhere Else?
Rejection. No matter what people say, no matter the compliments, the WTF’s, the tears, outrage, and sorrow, not getting accepted to my first-choice graduate program felt like rejection. I found out late last week that U.G.A. declined my application–a throat punch. My wife and I love Athens more than we can love another place. TheContinue reading “Goodbye Athens, Hello Somewhere Else?”
Bruises that Won’t Heal: On Derby
The hardest part about discovering a passion, life goal, or purpose is not letting it control you. Life, ironically, steals vivacity. There is a rancid reality that accompanies the pursuit of academia. Most professors warned me. I am trying to heed their advice. There are cures. Hemingway and Faulkner famously drank away their demons. MillionsContinue reading “Bruises that Won’t Heal: On Derby”
Requiem: A Word I Finally Know the Meaning Of
Don’t get me wrong, I love words. They are powerful tools for education and emotionalism. Writing is an art-form. Words are the medium. I recently took the GRE. The experience made me question my love of words. Some words, such as “Agog,” seemed to defy the standard Greek or Latin root transcription. Mostly, it seemedContinue reading “Requiem: A Word I Finally Know the Meaning Of”
Southerner
Heat, sweat, rednecks, and slaves. Beer cans floating on molasses rivers. Preachers throwing bibles at demons, deacons visiting widows. Mint Juleps, porch swings, pines, and red clay. Big trucks, battle flags, country tunes, and white lightning. Such is the South, to some. I was born in Tampa, Florida, southern by geography not culture. My grandfatherContinue reading “Southerner”
The Curse
Becoming a specialist creates a curse. An engineer cannot stop trying to figure out how things work. A psychologist cannot have an average conversation. A historian cannot live entirely in the present, a condition which annoys my friends and family to no end. Because much of history is bleak, darkness follows me. Knowing what mostContinue reading “The Curse”
The Process: Grad School, GRE, and the next chapter
It may be cliche, but I view my life through chapters. I feel like an objective reader, an outsider looking in on my own life. Sometimes I feel pride and accomplishment. Mostly, I feel nervous. I feel anxiety, fear, and excitement when a chapter is near its close. Endings and beginnings terrify me. Now you knowContinue reading “The Process: Grad School, GRE, and the next chapter”
Anthony Sadler 