Some Professor Says "Hi!"

Not sure I'll do this, but if Twitter dies I will need somewhere to vent, to celebrate, to think things through. So let's see how it goes.

I'm a professor at a small liberal arts college right near New York City.  My students are mostly first generation, whip smart, and totally impossible not to love unless they're driving me crazy, which certainly happens.

I write about labor issues and politics sometimes, so no doubt that'll creep in here. I'm especially interested in 1930s labor and radicalism--the Old Left gets more interesting the older they get, far as I can tell.

I have an eight year old son with special needs who fills my day with joy, and a wife whom I love dearly and mock incessantly (not usually here, though it happens!).

Don't come here looking for music or theater or movie or tv takes unless they're about (a) really old movies, (b) things I show to my students, or (c) feature the Cat in the Hat or Winnie the Pooh.

Let's see how this goes!!

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