

Essays
A collection of writings spanning 2004 to 2025, originally published in The American Magazine.
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Fuckin’ Criminal
Read more: Fuckin’ CriminalParioli in the 1950s. Life is Cool Subdued. That’s the full name of the clothing store at the corner of my street. It mostly sells overpriced jeans to mobile-toting teens who couldn’t pronounce anything but the “cool” part unless coaxed or drugged. In Italy, “life” is “leaf” and “subdued” just…
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Dunes
Read more: DunesHundreds of years of guns alone… Recent Middle and Near East history has known little but armies. While the postwar West used the Russo-American standoff pursue and develop middle class commerce and values, postcolonial nations such as Egypt, Iran, Iraq, Syria, Pakistan embraced nationalism and picked at regional scabs. Most…
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Blade runner
Read more: Blade runnerVia Giolitti: No rule by prime minister… Via Giovanni Giolitti flanks Rome’s central station north-to-south. It’s named after an early Italian prime minister who preferred fascism to the rising tide of violent unionism. When Benito Mussolini ragtag army marched on Rome in 1922, the semi-retired Giolitti was vacationing in France.…
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Buzz
Read more: BuzzOut of World War II’s bag of tricks. Question: When does ingenuity contract cancer? When does it inadvertently begin devouring the spontaneity on which it once suckled? When is it transformed into a commodity supplied by providers that both pose and solve challenges on their own terms and make dependency…
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Burned sons
Read more: Burned sonsThe rotary phone of the 1960s and 70s. The problem, explained the friend of my mother’s friend, was a burned wire, a short circuit. Fili bruciati. To my neophyte Italian ears this sounded like a case of burned sons. Look at it! See how it sits under the gutter and curls!?…
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The king and I
Read more: The king and IPriam wants to reveal himself as “stripped of all glittering distractions and disguises.” King Priam of Troy has a problem. The body of his vanquished son Hector is being dragged back and forth tied before his very eyes. It’s Achilles’ doing. Hector killed his best friend in combat and Achilles…











