Where does the good go


In junior year of college, I took a nonfiction writing course. I had been writing “opinion columns” since I was in 7th grade, but honestly never really read opinion pieces in the newspaper or magazines. So, naturally, I thought I invented the genre. What? I have a healthy self-esteem.

Well, in this class, the Professor gave us photocopies of many different kinds of non-fiction. One that I still remember was called “Who Shot Johnny.” I still vividly remember the image of pulling baggy pants over the pampered buttocks of a teenage boy paralyzed by a bullet.

Come to find out, that article was written by Debra Dickerson, a blogger I just started reading because she and her children are now homeless after a protracted divorce battle!

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