Thanksgiving, Nonetheless

Slowing down for the holiday—but not stopping

The holiday arrives in less than twenty-four hours. A break from cataloging the various fires—political, literal, moral—would be welcome, but it isn’t coming. I will, however, be slowing down: finishing my series on the GOP presidents for paying subscribers, and turning my attention to a new investigation into the murder of Dan Markel, the Florida State law professor gunned down in his own driveway, allegedly at the direction of his ex-wife’s family. The Adelsons. I have an odd personal connection to this story, which I’ll explain in time.

I’m also working on something different—a personal essay called “Physeter Macrocephalus” that I hope to have ready in December.

Gratitude. It’s the assignment this week, isn’t it? And I’m finding it difficult. I watch what’s unfolding at home and across the world, knowing my country’s hands are in so much of it—the suffering we’re exporting alongside the suffering we’re cultivating here. Arctic drilling. The gutting of the EPA. A public health apparat…