DADWAGON

From Radley Balko, a man whose libertarianism is pure enough that I do believe his ideal world might mirror the anarchic hellhole that Snake Pliskin had to blast his way through, made a very good point today on the Twitters: California’s assembly just passed a lunatic bill that is the kind of thing that would [...]

It was not much more than a week ago that I lamented Sasha’s slow toilet training, enumerating the many, many places she has managed to pee (e.g., on her bike seat, on a cafe chair) while marveling at the sole instance of her actually pissing in a toilet in front of me. Well, much has [...]

In her diaper. Through her diaper. Through the infinitesimal crack between her diaper and her thigh. In her bed. On the couch. In her undies. In her undies and her shorts. On a chair at the Van Leeuwen ice cream cafe. (Afterwards: “I didn’t pee on your face, Daddy!”) On her bike seat. On the [...]

My child is corrupt. Not morally (I think), but in that old-fashioned way of all the clerks and bureaucrats in Chekhov stories. She wants bribes. She has from the day she was born. Part of me thinks all children are like this. Beneath the faultless skin, behind the innocent eyes, lies a sweaty Carpathian customs [...]