Category Archives: I Hope You Get Old Before I Die

Observations about my college-age daughter, her friends, and selected students of mine, who give me hope like Jerry’s Kids.

The Kid is All Right

Ginsberg is home from college and Darren and I are doing what we always do when she is around: wondering who the hell raised her. We are neurotic as all get-out with self-doubt levels hovering in the high 80s, and … Continue reading

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What Would Jesus Do? Windows.

The first thing I noticed when I interviewed at the private school where I now work was how polite the students were.  It was kind of stunning, after working with public school students, who, once you get to know them, … Continue reading

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Generational conflict? Maybe not, since we’re all gonna die

I am on record for some time now as noticing that the younger generation — my daughter Ginsberg and her friends, kids in their early twenties, as epicenter — are less — or not at all —  racist.  I was … Continue reading

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Going out on a limb: Racism isn’t very smart

Boy, is racism one weird-ass phenomenon.  I don’t even know where to begin.  Yes, I do.  Today’s Media Matters email (click here for the same information on their web page) tells of yet another shocking attempt to get people to … Continue reading

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The Hipster, Herself

My daughter, whom I’ll be calling Ginsberg, is 21, and segueing into her senior year of college this fall.  She’s spending the summer with her friend — and friend of the family — a boy I used to teach in the sixth … Continue reading

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