How I Didn’t Starve to Death at West Point, Part 4: The Field

How I Didn’t Starve to Death at West Point, Part 4: The Field

This is the fourth essay in a five-part series. To read the previous piece, see here.Rucking The Army takes everything you loved as a child and makes it awful. Campgrounds turn into forward operating bases (FOBs). Reading for pleasure becomes memorizing to avoid pain....
How I Didn’t Starve to Death at West Point, Part 3: Food & Sleep

How I Didn’t Starve to Death at West Point, Part 3: Food & Sleep

This is the third essay in a five-part series. To read the previous piece, see here.Food And we’ve come to starvation. Healthy, athletic male college freshmen in industrialized countries tend not to weigh 113 pounds. They also tend not to drop 27 pounds from their...
How I Didn’t Starve to Death at West Point, Part 1: R-Day

How I Didn’t Starve to Death at West Point, Part 1: R-Day

“You’re not starving to death,” explained the 22-year-old medic gripping my ankle. “You’re just starving.” He lanced a triple blister on my heel that had swelled to the size of a tennis ball after a 21-year-old kid styling himself a Cadet Captain decided that forcing...
Take the Miami Gentrification Tour!

Take the Miami Gentrification Tour!

Are you a tourist or recent arrival looking to experience an authentic slice of Miami’s beautiful, messy, chaotic mix of cultures, people, and cuisines? Of course not! You just want the most Instagramable backgrounds to rub in your friends’ faces while they freeze to...