She’s “the one.” Has been. Always will be. Much maligned over the years, she always accepts me. Not in spite of my faults, but because of ’em. The Whore of Babylon. The city personified as a woman full of Biblical wrath. Washington, D.C. I have been there nearly two out of the last four months….
What’s wrong with DC? Beautiful vistas and stark white monuments, political possibilities and personal ambition, tourists and interlopers…DC is unique. It’s a great place to make some money and to meet educated, interesting and committed people. And it’s a short jaunt from NYC. So, why does it rub me the wrong way? Why did I…
I’m back. Technically, it’s the Second Coming. I first came to DC–the Whore of Babylon, or WoB–back in September of 1999. It was the Fall before the fall. Dreams, idealism, ambition…propelled by the love of a good woman and the desire to make a difference…I had it all. The Lord giveth, the Whore taketh away….