Category Archives: They Don’t Call It The Olds
As a wise, ol’ news reporter once said: “They don’t call it The Olds!” My writing on media, topics and maybe even some news in its own right.
“The Pure Devil”: Excerpts of Grief and Remembrances from Victims’ Families During the Sentencing of Jeffrey Dahmer
Lost in the glamorization of serial killer Jeffrey Dahmer are the lives he took. His apartment building in the Avenues West neighborhood is gone, the chocolate factory he worked at in the Valley, too, as are many of the nightclubs … Continue reading
“Blighted”
(This piece of FOIA bric-a-brac didn’t make the final cut for “The Milwaukee Anthology,” a collection edited by me and to be published in April 2018 by BELT. Submitted here for your consideration.) While an Ikea briefly stole the show, … Continue reading
The World of the End
The most persistent nightmare I’ve had involves the end of the world. This is not the end of my world, as in, say, I’m chased off a building by a clown or driven off a cliff in a Ferrari. Both … Continue reading
Tanning Through the Ice Age with Keanu Reeves
Earlier this year, I was lucky enough to spend nearly two weeks with Gas Chamber, a band made up of four exemplary humans (and my friends), then write about the whole thing for Utne Reader. The outcome of the article … Continue reading