I'm 28 years old and live in New Orleans, Louisiana.
I currently work as a performance analyst in City Hall. Before that, I was a frontend developer with Barack Obama's 2012 campaign. I've worked on campaigns and in local government for about three years now.
But fear not, there's also some humanism in my background. I studied philosophy and classics as an undergrad, and did a master's degree in political thought and intellectual history. I wrote my dissertation on G.E. Moore and Wittgenstein, specifically about some exchanges they had concerning the philosophy of logic in 1944 and 45, and how these clarify the role of logic in the later Wittgenstein's work. You can read an excerpt here.
In my free time I like reading scattered things about logic and moral philosophy, cycling, fishing, and walking around in circles in the great outdoors.
I don't have to tell you that thoughts and opinions expressed here are entirely my own, and only someone else's through coincidence or deliberation. Feel free to take a look at the rest of my stuff:
Yesterday evening I rode my bike down Magazine Street towards my house. It was dusk and the light was dim. The porches on the houses were withdrawing from the sidewalks, the lightly colored houses phosphoresced while the darker ones pulsed green shadows. Out of the blue air a glowing cube of light jumped as I rounded a curve in the street. Inside there was an array of ten or so figures standing in a square formation with their backs arched, reaching their arms in graceful curves towards the ceiling. They bent upwards in slow, spectral choreography.
It was a yoga studio.
This is New Orleans, part of it, in 2014. Magazine Street runs the length of the mostly tony uptown neighborhoods, including the one I live in, and the ethereal yoga studio is just one of several that I pass regularly. Other sights include a Whole Foods, a restoration hardware store, a handful of gelato spots; also a yaka mein...