“The Land of the NRA, the Home of the Dead”

I am an immigrant to this country, with an American son. Today, to me, freedom in America seems to be coming close to meaning the good fortune for my son to not get shot randomly, coldly, in a public place, anywhere, in any-town, at any-time America….

Eat Chillies, Destroy Everything

Did I ever think a novel could be about eating chillies?