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the last time

March 10, 2022 by Dave Knadler

You always know when you’re experiencing something for the first time. But you can never be sure when it’s the last. After a certain age, most things take on an elegiac cast. Only later can you look back and recognize a final moment for what it was. And you always wish you’d paid more […]

Filed Under: american life, Me, montana, Writing

February fugue

February 15, 2021 by Dave Knadler

In Barry Levinson’s 1990 movie “Avalon,” there’s a scene where the aging patriarch sits down in his easy chair in front of the TV. The camera remains stationary, but there’s a slow cross-fade, and at the end of it we see that several years have passed. The old guy is in the same chair, […]

Filed Under: american life, Me, thatfuckingtrump, winter, Writing

None the wiser

July 7, 2020 by Dave Knadler

Hard times need good songs. The Great War had “Over There.” The Great Depression had “Brother Can You Spare a Dime.” World War II had “We’ll Meet Again.” And now, with Covid-19 roaring back, it feels like we need an anthem too. I nominate “Wise Up,” by Aimee Mann. The song came back to […]

Filed Under: american life, thatfuckingtrump, Writing

Two steps back

June 27, 2020 by Dave Knadler

For us, the pandemic started March 13. We went out for pizza. No masks then, but no hugs or handshakes either. Seated well apart. Talking about the coronavirus, I opined that we might get together again in a month or so, when things eased up. I thought we’d have a clearer picture on how […]

Filed Under: american life, Pandemic, thatfuckingtrump, Writing

Still afloat

April 6, 2020 by Dave Knadler

titanic door

We’re about a month into this now. Amazing what you get used to. Amazing what’s changed and what hasn’t. We’re still eating pretty well. (Thanks, WalMart Pickup!) We still go for walks and enjoy the good weather. We got through the wretched Tiger King, but still have a long queue of books and Netflix […]

Filed Under: american life, thatfuckingtrump, Writing

Silent spring

March 24, 2020 by Dave Knadler

There’s no need to read any of this. We’re all going through the same thing, all reading the same stuff on the internet. I can’t offer any fresh insights on American life in the time of Covid-19. I’m just writing here because I’ve finished the new season of “Curb Your Enthusiasm” and the last […]

Filed Under: Writing

Romney’s finest hour

February 5, 2020 by Dave Knadler

I owe Mitt Romney an apology. Of course he’s never heard of me and never will, but I’ve long been one of those snide, cynical voices on Facebook and Twitter, quick to ridicule the man as an out-of-touch plutocrat (running against Obama in 2012), a soulless opportunist (dining at Trump Tower in 2016), and […]

Filed Under: Writing

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