A Blog by Leo Ji Thoughts and scribblings

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lost, a poem

It started when I stepped off the bus.

The overwhelming sensationof pain, emptiness, and hesitation

of something lost and something hidden.

What is this?I saidto myself, for there was nobodyor head there but the air.

I looked aroundand the bus was leavingand I thought to chase after itbut I knewI knew

that what I was looking for wasn’t there.…

Statement on the Society of Professional Journalists

In continuing to permit Fox News to sponsor the 2019 Excellence in Journalism awards, the Board of Directors of the Society of Professional Journalists bring shame and disappointment to professional journalists nationwide. SPJ Board of Directors statement on Fox sponsorship at Excellence in Journalism 2019SPJ Board of Directors statement on Fox sponsorship at Excellence in Journalism 2019...

10 moments when I knew I was an adult

I have an FSA, a 401(k), and life insurance beneficiary elections.I have an attorney who manages my will and advance directive.I get excited when I get to use my power drill and my vacuum cleaner.I expect to see my friends within a few months instead of within a few hours.…

Thoughts on e-scooters

After a few weeks in the scooter-littered District of Columbia, I have a few more nuanced thoughts on e-scooters and how they fit into a US city.

My first experience on an electric scooter was, in a nutshell, quite scary. I didn’t have a helmet on, I wasn’t wearing any protective gear, and I happened to be going down a hill.…

Young voters

When Chu Qiu died in 2016, she had only been on Northwestern’s campus for a few weeks. She was struck and run over by a cement truck when on her bicycle, turning onto Sheridan Road, which runs through Northwestern’s campus but is owned and administered by the City of Evanston.…

Musings from a new city

Washington, D.C. is beautiful. It’s strange to be in back in a city after being absent for a few months. Everything is familiar, but in a slightly disjunctive way. Last time, I was speeding past the empty gardens along the Red Line during the winter, but in May, the gardens are lush, flowering, and full of bushes and branches that obscure my view of D.C.’s street paintings and more...

AOC

I’d like to briefly appreciate how successfully Representative Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez has managed to go by her initials, AOC.

Tweets by AOC

It wasn’t that long ago — just the beginning of the year, in fact — that the Congresswoman changed her Twitter handle.…

Chat archive

I just discovered my WhatsApp chat archive. Since Northwestern, I’ve not had a reason to use it.
Opening it and reading the messages was like a blast from the past. Everything had been carefully preserved by the chat app now owned by Facebook.…

An attack on us all

An updateFurther news updates since the publication of this post have indicated that the story was fabricated. To abuse our sympathy, loyalty and kindness for personal gain is a grave insult to the many people who work hard to protect and stand up for people like myself, who are at risk of targeted persecution, mistreatment and violence.…

About this $1,800 drug

I would not have been able to afford this life-saving drug without health insurance.

This $1752.03 drug is Truvada, the brand-name antiviral medication manufactured by Gilead for pre-exposure prophylaxis, or PrEP. The FDA-approved medication greatly reduces the chances of getting HIV — by as much as 90 percent, according to the U.S.…

Queer libraries

Libraries are incredibly queer spaces. I don’t mean queer in the sense that they’re LGBT, but in the sense that they challenge the normative structures of society: A library is simulatenously radical and queer in its nature. Situated in the cities, towns and villages across the country, the library’s free resources are a promise to the citizenry: Come here, and you will have...

All good stories begin in a bar

Today, I shocked an editor at work with my stories of drinking while under 21. I told her I had lived outside of the US. Then I realized how incredible that moment was.
She was the first person who saw me and didn’t assume I was from somewhere other than the United States.…

The Sound

I’ve been obsessed with The 1975’s 2016 single, “The Sound,” over the last few days.

There’s something about the song’s lyrics and underlying beat that’s connecting at a deep and fundamental layer of my existence.
Perhaps it’s the unapologetic poppiness of the song, which speaks to the basicness integral to my personality.…

About the Chicago Sun-Terns on #NationalInternDay

I’m self-deprecating on Twitter, but not on here.
On this day that’s meant to recognise the hard work of interns (and bring attention to the many interns working unpaid jobs for “experience”), I want to briefly touch upon my gratefulness to The Chicago Sun-Times for hiring me as an intern this summer — and paying me for it.…

The things we’re not taught

In a society that profits from your self doubt, liking yourself is a rebellious act.
— Someone, somewhere, but the Internet has mangled it enough that I don’t know who or where to source it
I get contemplative every time I see people around me go through major life events: picking college, graduating, quitting their jobs or getting engaged.…

A Blog by Leo Ji Thoughts and scribblings