On my way to Marywood University at around 3:45 pm on October 4th, as I drove down N. Washington Ave., ten police cars blew by me. I knew there had to be a problem. But I took my usual route and saw no flashing red and blue lights as I got to the parking lot […]
The polite, rote explanations for my blogging absence are good at deflecting any line of inquiry about why: I’m married now. I’m more involved in my union. I’m on the Scranton Parking Authority. I’m on the Executive Board of the Scranton City Democratic Committee. Sounds pretty busy, right? It is. But the truth is that I was possessed, sadly, […]
Those trusted few who know me well are aware that I’m going through an existential crisis of the political sort. Actually, those trusted few who happen to be in my hearing over the past month probably know. I feel soiled by politics. I feel jaded because of the lack of goodwill, loyalty, and integrity in […]
It’s important that I spend some more time blogging, as opposed to thinking about blogging. The format of this space hasn’t really been solidified in my mind, yet. Since this is TomBorthwick.com and not NEPArtisan.com, my former political blog, it’s obvious that the focus is different. So I’d rather my writing life take precedence over […]
Many have followed my Scranton School Board odyssey and last night came what may be the very last chapter of an arduous book: I applied for a vacancy and failed to get it. Will there be other vacancies? Probably, especially given that they seem to pop up twice a year. Will I apply? I dislike […]
