I remember the world As it existed in February of 2020. Bustling, redolent, pristine, And open to all forms of experience. In this world, I shook a stranger’s hand upon our introduction. I sat in a crowded coffee shop and read, Music overhead, someone coughing in the distance. I traveled where I liked, Did not… Continue reading The world as it existed
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Cults, culture, and charismatic leaders
I once dated someone who was a member of an ongoing, intensive support group, and I spent the first half of our relationship trying to persuade her that it was a cult. “You don’t need the group in order to be healthy!” I would tell her, “You don’t need them! Just look at me: I’m… Continue reading Cults, culture, and charismatic leaders
What freedom means to me
A little over two years ago, I took the following photo while touring Mount Rushmore on my way to graduate school in Wisconsin. At the time, I marveled at how tiny the destination actually looks in person, and also at how overwhelmingly white the rock features are. (I mean this literally, although of course the… Continue reading What freedom means to me
Jackson Holzberg Buckley 