
Not All Lives Matter: The Sum of Empathy for Some – Some Specific Some
On the one hand, you, my friend, are so incredibly exceptional that I don’t even have words to adequately describe your unparalleled one-of-a-kindness.
Essays on empathy, intimacy, and related topics by slightly off-kilter Pittsburgh-based writer.
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On the one hand, you, my friend, are so incredibly exceptional that I don’t even have words to adequately describe your unparalleled one-of-a-kindness.

I have no control over what my body does.

Jack Peterson is a self-described “loser.”

It’s a cliché, of course, to “take a good look in the mirror.” Not just to check for zits or renegade eyebrow hairs or that bit of spinach left in the teeth after lunch, but to self-examine and grow in self-awareness, see what others see when they see you.

On Empathizing With (And Caring For) Our Future Selves

On the one hand, on the one day – a mild July Sunday evening, to be precise – I’m strolling the boardwalk in Ocean City, Maryland, with my young adult daughter, and we’re seeing Trump t-shirts from here to the hazy ocean horizon.

One July morning over coffee, I’m speaking with my friend Quinzel, who goes by “Q.” He’s telling me about Jason, a kindergartener on the basketball team that he coaches through an after school program.

When watching the nightly news inspires the now-simmering question: Why do we feel compassion for some people, but not others?

This “Caucasians” t-shirt is all I want for Christmas ...

A look at what outdoor theater, puppetry, and a throng of smiling people can do for empathic practices and the work for justice.