Why I am Reducing My Posting Frequency From Once a Week to Monthly
I’ve decided to shift the rhythm of publishing new articles on this blog from weekly to monthly. It’s not goodbye, far from it. It’s a reset. Some of it is because I feel overwhelmed by what’s happening in the world, especially in my beloved United States of America. It’s a needed breather in a world that feels like it’s collapsing under the heaviness of its own human delusions. I write about this, and I will continue to do so. American and some global politics are like a roller coaster ride with sudden turns that can cause whiplash. I’ve been holding on too tightly to a weekly rhythm that once kept me anchored, but lately has started to weigh me down, making me distracted from other projects I have had on the burner for a while now and need to reconnect with. Consequently, I need to change the tempo. I am by no means giving up, because I’m going deeper.
The world is too much right now and too much to write about daily. To write daily about the economic mess due to mass imaginations and ideologies of grandeur and power, I would need to stop all else and take this blog up as a full-time job. Politically, socially, emotionally—that would burn me out. I’ve been carrying my mental and intellectual burden—some of it, anyway—through this blog, through the pages of my book, Economic Racism: Memoir of a Heroic Nonconformist, through the essays and posts I’ve written to make sense of a crumbling democracy and by extension, a society, run by kleptocrats, or just glorified thieves, and thin-skinned strongmen with equally thin-skinned billionaire backers, supported by AI, a military industrial complex, big corporations and big microphones. But the truth is, my mental health and other projects need space to breathe, too.
Writing for Therapy
Each week, I sit to write, and I feel that familiar pull—the same one that birthed the books, the commentary, and the fierce essays that have found their way across the world and conjured many thoughtful debates, as well as ideological and fallacious comments from detractors and trolls. But the pull now comes with fatigue. And that fatigue has a voice: “You need to finish the other work.” I hear them calling me.
There’s a long-form book I’ve been working on for some time now. A project with roots in my past and branches stretching into the present. It incorporates much of what I write about in my blogs and so much more. It’s been sitting quietly, patiently waiting for my full attention. It’s jealous, lonely, and hurt that I have neglected it for so long! I know it sounds like a person, but that’s how I feel about my writing. It’s part of me that must come out to help me discover the world in a deeper way. I also have a writing group—fellow creatives and thinkers—who keep reminding me that this work needs to be done, and that it won’t be done if I keep putting it second to everything else. They’re right. And I want to honor that. I want to encourage my fellow writers as well as open myself up to the time to be encouraged.
There are many ways for us to protect our future and secure a safe space for us to thrive. Writing and protecting are just two ways.
Often, strong men, bent on adorning themselves with power, stuff, and ideology, will work fervently to eliminate your freedoms so that they alone can prosper.
They know it’s not sustainable, so they implement violence and distrust in society, raising scapegoats (like immigrant, jewish, trans, brown or black people) to get their supporters distracted while they rob and rape everyone.
That’s where we are now.
M.K.
Writing has always been more than content creation for me. For me, it’s therapy. I take my experience, that of others, and create and clarify memories of human behavior. I wrote Economic Racism: Memoir of a Heroic Nonconformist because I was trying to stay sane in a deeply racist and broken America that mistook itself for exceptional, good, Godly, Christian, charity, productive, capitalist, and even holy. That book was my questioning everything, all the racism, microaggression, exploitation, and eventually rebellion. I left the American corporate world to save my health, my spirit, my sense of self. I wrote because silence was too heavy to carry. It was my version of therapy. Others had to know, and I had to leave a record of the way society is broken and the loss that occurs as a result. It helped me understand and study the American brand of racism. And that blog—the one you’re reading now—has helped me sharpen the intellectual tools that keep me engaged, alive, and free, while helping and educating others.
Challenging Discrimination
But I can’t keep splitting my energy in ten directions without something giving. I want to pour more of myself into the long-term stories, the long-arc analyses, the bigger work that requires more time, more research, more solitude. Some of the things I want to write cannot be produced under the pressure of a weekly publishing cycle. Sometimes, I need stillness. Boy, I am often too angry. I need my anger and peace braided together. I need time to edit, rest, reflect, and return to the article.
That doesn’t mean this blog disappears. It won’t. It simply slows down. I’ll write monthly now—one piece each month, still deeply political, thoughtful, practical, rooted in clarity and resistance. And if something in the world ignites, as I am sure it will, a need to say more, I’ll write in between. But the commitment is now monthly. That rhythm feels honest. It feels manageable.
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And it also forces me to be deliberate. Writing monthly means researching deeply. It means I’m not writing just because it’s Friday again—it means I’m writing when there’s something that needs to be said and said well. Often, I’m learning alongside you. I write not as a sage on a hill but as a student in the storm, trying to understand how systems of oppression sustain themselves, why people invest in them even when they don’t benefit, and how we can dismantle them together.
I’ve also written a Workbook: Challenging Discrimination and Implicit Bias. That was for those who are ready to examine their complicity in whiteness, the toxic version that America has been exporting like a disease. That book was written for people with the courage to step outside the matrix of denial and supremacy and do something different with their time on earth.
Broken Promises of American Democracy
I’m working on more now. There’s another book you’ll hear about soon. A second, long-form project is quietly coming together with my writing group. These need time. They need headspace. And yes, I still consult with those who need my advice. I still read. I still fight. But I need to honor my own rhythm to do that well.
The backdrop to all of this, of course, is the slow, deliberate dismantling of American democracy. Trump is not some freak accident. He is the naked face of American power—what happens when whiteness decides it no longer has to pretend. And the so-called opposition? The Democratic Party? Too weak, too complicit, too polished in their cowardice to matter. Trump and the other people in the white project all know this. A two-party system that functions like one, with slightly different branding.
We are watching a capitalist empire turn against its own consumers, consuming them in the service of ideology and profit. Everyone is for sale—public schools, libraries, voting rights, protest movements, and entire regions. Everyone is disposable—Black, brown, poor, queer, immigrant. And the absurdity is, even many of those helping to usher in fascism will suffer under it. Many already are in the few months of brutal Trumpian policies. But they cling to their decision anyway, because facing the truth would mean admitting they were wrong. I am sure you see them on the news proclaiming that their prosecution by the government they voted for is a mistake. After all, they are not criminals. Their blinders will make them suffer even more.
Keep Reading and Keep Writing
In the midst of this, people are fleeing. Some are moving abroad, trying to carve out new spaces of safety and sanity. I encouraged many students and professors of universities to leave if they are worried about an imploding educational system and country. Others are staying and resisting, trying to build communities of care and protection. Wherever you are, I hope you are writing. You should write your story. Be outraged when your freedoms are threatened. Write your rage. But also, write your love. We are missing so much love! Find peace! Yet, write your resistance.
Document what is happening because the whitewashing has already begun. Record it all because this human behavior will be analyzed further in the future.
I’m not going away. I will be here. I’m just shifting gears, just a bit, so I can move slower and walk farther. I’m digging deeper, so I can build something that lasts. And I hope you’ll keep walking with me.
Read. Write. Remember. Resist.
Thank you for reading, reflecting, sharing, and thinking alongside me all these months. Let’s continue, just at a different rhythm.
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