Silence or Violence: Logan, Suicide, and the Culture of Masculine Silence

Silence or Violence: Logan, Suicide, and the Culture of Masculine Silence

Our friend Logan killed himself today. I wish we had known how badly he was hurting. We just spent most of this past weekend with him, and had no idea things were nearly this bad. If we had known, maybe we could have helped. But maybe not. These things don’t come from nowhere. It’s kind of a no-shit thing to say in hindsight that Logan had struggled with depression. Thing is, many people do, and never take their pain as far as this. It’s also kind of a no-shit statement to say that I wish I had known he was Read more »

Coyote Needs a Dog (GoFundMe Campaign)

Coyote Needs a Dog (GoFundMe Campaign)

Coyote Ashley Ward is one of us.   By “us,” I mean, she’s a badass everyday hero – a mom, a lover, a survivor of the sorts of everyday battles you don’t see in the movies. Despite an array of physical and neurological challenges that she’s had since before she was born, Coyote brings love and insight and power and joy to her small corner of our world. Over ten years ago, back when we first met, she helped me get through one of the worst weekends of my life. Since then, she’s become one of my favorite people on Read more »

Cat's Story: Straight, Inc. and Why I Despise Nancy Reagan

Cat's Story: Straight, Inc. and Why I Despise Nancy Reagan

The day before yesterday, I posted the essay “Good Riddance, You Brutalizing Hag,” about my experiences with Nancy Reagan’s pet project, Straight Inc., and the damage that it did. In that article, I said that the things that happened to my girlfriend in the program were not my story to tell. She decided, for reasons of healing, to tell that story. Here it is, posted verbatim with her approval. The rest of this post is in Cathi’s own words. It is long, but important. _______________________________________ One November day during my Senior year of High School at Osbourn Park in Manassas, Read more »

Good Riddance, You Brutalizing Hag

Good Riddance, You Brutalizing Hag

Thirty years later, my then-girlfriend and her fellow inmates still live with the psychological and often physical scars of their abuse. Some of them didn’t survive. Her brother is one of them. After the insurance refused to pay for more “treatment,” he was released from Straight, supposedly drug-free. He died a few years afterward.

THAT was Nancy Reagan’s America.

THAT is what she left behind…