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The problem with living in a country that does not offer some sort of basic healthcare option to all of its citizens is that "life" (as in, life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness") becomes a privilege for the rich, not one of the inalienable rights on which...

Where the Hell is Matt? (2008) from Matthew Harding on Vimeo.

Reviews are starting to dribble in, which is fun. I got a little mini-review in Jewcy, and something a bit longer from Lilith. Here's a taste: Ruttenberg no doubt began her book with a moment of teenage rebellion in order to make her gradual commitment to a life of...

Things have been rolling along as I'm reacquainting myself with a city I've only really talked to at parties, or in passing. I think we've already started to get to know each other better than ever before, and I'm looking forward to deepening the relationship as time...

Evidently Borders thinks that Surprised By God is supposed to be filed in the "Latter-Day Saints" section. Now, I'm a relatively nice person, but I think that may be a bit of an exaggeration. 😉 It'll get fixed, hopefully before books go on shelves. (And no, the book...

Surprised by God Danya Ruttenberg Beacon Press, 2008 Subtitled "How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Religion," Danya Ruttenberg's very personal account includes: rejecting the sterile religion of her childhood, dancing her way through punk culture, the...

We have gotten to our new (temporary) digs in the Boston area, and so far so good. The rest of the trip was lovely, featuring more visits with people of whom I get to see woefully little and less of the random tourism. All in all, a fair trade. I am having a little...

Graceland was fun, of course, but ultimately a bit disappointing. I was just expecting something, well, bigger in terms of both the size and scope of the tacky and the glitz. Great Late Elvis jumpsuit display, though. Nashville: yay. The Country and Western Museum and...

Wednesday night on Beale Street is Biker Night. (The Harley kind, not the Critical Mass kind). Evidently this is the night of the week where they let bikes onto this no-cars thoroughfare, so hogs of all stripes and sorts were lining both sides of the streets, and...