Note: if you came here looking for the Chris Lombardi who runs a record company, wrestles in spandex, or wields a paintbrush or a tattoo needle, hit the back button on your browser.

Welcome to the shop of yet another East Coast writer, one with many interests and a few obsessions.

In all my reporting and writing, I’m most interested in how ordinary people interact with the decisions of those in power– whether in the Bronx, Fort Benning, or Bhopal. Of course, as we all discover quickly, there are no truly ordinary people.

At the top of this page you can find links to some of my work. You can also find me at  Guernica, where I’m a contributing writer; Democratic Left, where I’m a volunteer editor;  Women’s Voices for Change, where I was site editor for 4 years, and elsewhere. I’m also finally publishing my New Press book I Ain’t Marching Anymore. (At the right, see bits of the book’s lively Facebook page.)

If you’d like to work with me, please be in touch, maybe on Twitter @CrisAintMarchin.

Why the sitename? It’s from that essential piece of journalism The Dream Songs.

I am, outside. Incredible panic rules.
People are blowing and beating each other without mercy.
Drinks are boiling. Iced
drinks are boiling. The worse anyone feels, the worse
treated he is. Fools elect fools.
A harmless man at an intersection said, under his breath, “Christ!”

 

Note: if you came here looking for the Chris Lombardi who runs a record company, wrestles in spandex, or wields a paintbrush or a tattoo needle, hit the back button on your browser.

Welcome to the shop of yet another East Coast writer, one with many interests and a few obsessions.

In all my reporting and writing, I’m most interested in how ordinary people interact with the decisions of those in power– whether in the Bronx, Fort Benning, or Bhopal. Of course, as we all discover quickly, there are no truly ordinary people.

At the top of this page you can find links to some of my work. You can also find me at  Guernica, where I’m a contributing writer; Newsworks, the news portal of WHYY (Philly’s PBS station); Women’s Voices for Change, where I was site editor for 4 years, and elsewhere. I’m also finishing my book I Ain’t Marching Anymore. (If you like, check in at the book’s lively Facebook page.)

If you’d like to work with me, please be in touch, maybe on Twitter @CrisAintMarchin.

Why the sitename? It’s from that essential piece of journalism The Dream Songs.

I am, outside. Incredible panic rules.
People are blowing and beating each other without mercy.
Drinks are boiling. Iced
drinks are boiling. The worse anyone feels, the worse
treated he is. Fools elect fools.
A harmless man at an intersection said, under his breath, “Christ!”