Disclaimer: I did not sneak into the Stanley Cup playoffs. My life isn’t THAT cool. Last spring I spent my final spring break as an undergrad in Chicago with my twin brother, Ben Kurtz (my poor mother had the misfortune of being in labor for 17 months). At the time, he was a student at Michigan Tech, located in the upper peninsula of Michigan, and I was a student at SUNY Potsdam, located in Canada Upstate New York. Since neither…
Guys I can’t stop ranting about religion. I’m in the South. It’s EVERYWHERE. And: it’s annoying (SURPRISE!). It’s been six months and I am still uncomfortable when someone tells me that God will bless me for all of the good work I am doing. It’s as if people think I am helping them stay in their homes because I am saving up brownie points for the after life. Down here, people ask what church you go to as casually as…
Quality quantifies the cute, creative necessities in life While holding on, firmly, to the harsher realities involved in Grace. Grace gives a non-gender-specific guidepost to the revolutions of life Grace gives a grade-scale that trumps the godless empire of our daily tasks. And yet, Grace is the crazy, revolutionary child of a naturally predominant divinity Granting gracious necessity to a life spoiled with pitfalls, trials, and tumbles. Antisocial, in many respects, is Grace, but its overarching character is counterculture. Counter…
My family is a mix of moderates and level-headed liberals. It’s pretty fair to say that I’m one of the furthest left members of the Kurtz Gang you can find. My family has joked for many years that I’m the resident tofu-munching, bicycle-riding, tree-hugging liberal. When my brother and I disagree on something (he’s one of the furthest right Kurtz’s…though he’s still a moderate), he tells me to go save a baby seal. When I moved to Alabama, many told…