Things I’m Verbing: Direct action, dirty hands and Asian-Americanness

Throughout my life, I have frequently had to yell at New Yorkers to stop writing, talking and behaving like 1) New York is the only real place on earth and 2) everyone knows and 3) cares about every little New York thing that’s happening in New York at any given second. But I have toContinue reading “Things I’m Verbing: Direct action, dirty hands and Asian-Americanness”

Things I’m Verbing: Free speech, werewolf handbooks and the 3.5 percent

I had jury duty on Thursday; happily (sorry, civic duty), I wasn’t selected from the pool, but actually happily, that meant I walked out of the Brooklyn courthouse right into the Yemeni-American Bodega Strike. It was stunning and beautiful. I’ll let this video speak for itself: View this post on Instagram "JUSTICE! NOW!" #bodegastrike AContinue reading “Things I’m Verbing: Free speech, werewolf handbooks and the 3.5 percent”

Things I’m Verbing: Fake falcons, beetle dresses and freely assembled ghosts

No Oscars thinkpieces, I promise. (Although for Super Tuesday, yes, you need to watch John Oliver’s “Make Donald Drumpf Again” segment, it is worth your 20 minutes.) However, I do have some pretty nifty entertainment stories on call. This Vanity Fair piece probably shouldn’t be as long as it is, but the search for the realContinue reading “Things I’m Verbing: Fake falcons, beetle dresses and freely assembled ghosts”