ICE is here. The inevitable is happening here in Starr County and all across the Rio Grande Valley. Social media is filled with photos of people being detained. There is impotence. There is anger. There is fear. And sadness. That suffocating feeling in the air has a name: anomie. South Texas is a border region. The people who live here know immigration enforcement. But this is different. Now people are being detained at gas stations, at stores, at churches. Now filming an arr

The world won't stop screaming. Every ping on the phone delivers fresh disaster. Every headline promises the end of something. Doomscrolling has become a reflex, and the brain can't process one crisis before three more arrive. The desperate need to fix something, control anything, takes over when the entire system seems built to self-destruct. Start here: figure out what's actually yours to manage. Most of what floods the news feed lives completely outside anyone's individual

People treat kindness like a loan shark treats money. Everything comes with interest, invisible repayment plans, and the nagging suspicion that someone's keeping score. Accept a compliment and watch the mental gymnastics begin. Someone says your hair looks great, and suddenly you're offering detailed credit to your stylist, the humidity levels, and possibly divine intervention. This isn't etiquette. It's a pathology masquerading as good manners. Decades of transactional think

Parents accumulate their children's artwork the way receipts pile up in kitchen drawers. Both multiply without effort, serve no practical purpose after creation, and eventually become someone else's problem. The difference is nobody pretends CVS receipts represent profound emotional artifacts worthy of permanent archiving. Schools operate as assembly lines for disposable art projects. Elementary classrooms generate staggering quantities of construction paper turkeys, handprin