Requiem for a Lightweight
Markos Moulitsas was once the face of American progressivism. That shouldn't happen again.
Dan O’Sullivan’s work has appeared in Gawker, Et Tu, Mr. Destructo? and American Circus. You can follow him here.
Markos Moulitsas was once the face of American progressivism. That shouldn't happen again.
Chaos reigns . . . fascist stooge finds his balcony . . . the resistible rise of Donald Trump . . . bomb crater America finds its Dauphin . . . Hillary Clinton: 10.0 Richter scale failure. . . . the pinko revolt begins. . . . digging ourselves out of the collapsed gold mine. . . .
Trump should be a wake-up call — a frightening enough harbinger that the American dream is a dead end, leading only to failure, frustration, and thoughts of revenge.
After decades of capitalist assault, Cleveland needs more than a championship. It needs a political alternative.
The story of pro wrestling in the twentieth century is the story of American capitalism.
It was the apogee of "yacht rock," the ineluctable, smooth sound then dominant in southern California. Slick production, highly melodic music, and clean vocals were the hallmarks of the genre. Thematic concerns ranged from personal ads to margaritas.