We're living in post-nuance online times.

I write funny nonfiction adventure books about crazy, serious worlds.

My worryingly paradoxical thought process could be summarized thus: Thank God I don't believe in the secret rulers of the world. Imagine what the secret rulers of the world might do to me if I did!

We want to see ourselves as curious and open-minded and smart and understanding things in terms of context and nuance, but when someone tries to do that in the midst of a shaming they're turned on.

The snowflake never needs to feel responsible for the avalanche.

Oh, you know what bloggers are like, they write and write and write. I don't know why, because they're not being paid.

Nothing uniquely bad has happened to me in my personal life, but all the regular little bad things have accumulated to make me a neurotic person. And these adventures are my way of trying to make sense of that.