I have various projects under various rooves. One of these days, I’ll create a better way to bring them all under one.

In the meantime, I wrote this thing on Medium about where we are at the end of the 2nd year of a pandemic. It has some advice and clears the deck for what I hope is a better year ahead.

A few excerpts:

Since we have self-driving cars, robot vacuums, video calls, and holograms, it has occurred to me that we are in a post-apocalyptic science fiction novel. Or, at the very least, a shitty version of The Jetsons.

COVID-19 was the fertilizer that spread inequities throughout our societal garden. Instead of flowers, we got weeds. The old weeds multiplied while new ones pushed up through the dirt.

What an era we are living in! An era of boiling, impotent rage from within the unending doom of the world’s worst group project.

Some of the folks we elected to fix all this are still working from an old playbook. The playbook got us here. The playbook is bad.

Why are we prioritizing the needs of people who don’t believe in community over those who truly want to be a part of it?

We have to continue to want things to be better and take steps to make it so. Hope begets justice only when fed by wisdom and resolve.

Go read the rest and I’ll see you in 2022.