Lara Schwartz
Lara Schwartz
- Location
- Washington, District of Columbia, USA
- Birthday
- December 24
- Title
- Parolee
- Company
- Personal Capacity
- Bio
- Lara Schwartz lives in Washington, DC. She has been a civil rights advocate and political writer for long enough to have two ulcers.
MY RECENT POSTS
- Sweet release: awaiting the
Hunger Games on Blu Ray
August 16, 2012 03:19PM - On love and need, part deux
March 02, 2011 02:25PM - parents: you don't have to buy
the rust coating
February 25, 2011 10:40PM - Love is strong as death: the
tie goes to the Reaper
February 24, 2011 11:29AM - Covalent bonding: across 7000
miles, this is your son
February 10, 2011 12:24PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Who says that there's
never anything uplifting in
the
news?
I like that
you used…”
February 04, 2011 01:16PM - “Mine was removed
surgically too, but why waste
one's poetic
license when
everybod…”
January 30, 2011 04:37PM - “Yikes. I brought a
typewriter and a turntable to
college.
If you can't
be happy…”
January 30, 2011 01:22PM - “@Thinking Violet: thanks
for your thoughtful analysis
from a
child-free
perspect…”
January 26, 2011 09:44AM - “Lovely.”
January 14, 2011 07:56PM
Lara Schwartz's Links
Sweet release: awaiting the Hunger Games on Blu Ray
The release is August 18. I scheduled my vacation for August 18-25. My April pre-order will be wasted.
Stupid, stupid. It will wait at home, unopened, while I swim and kayak. The cat sitter will put it on the dining room table with the Land’s End catalogu… Read full post »
On love and need, part deux
Like Verizon Wireless’ billing department, love is a mysterious thing. Over the years I’ve learned a few things about the latter. As for VW billing, I’ve delegated that to my husband, who has a higher tolerance for hold music than I.
Since I began my exploration of the… Read full post »
parents: you don't have to buy the rust coating
Bounty, you’re off the hook. Just when I was ready to slam you for the Worst Commercial Ever, Toyota came along and one-upped you.
- I will therefore limit the Bounty bashing to a text box: Suburban kitchen. Father and son chat at … Read full post »
Love is strong as death: the tie goes to the Reaper
Parents: some day you might have the pleasure of joining your children on college tours. You will walk with them beneath sturdy elms and past neoclassical structures named for decidedly non-ethnic people from days past. You’ll soak in the honor of helping your excited offsprin… Read full post »
Covalent bonding: across 7000 miles, this is your son
I’ve said that parenting has the lowest barrier to entry of any profession.
I’ve said that I’m sick of baby pictures.
Et maintenant, je m’accuse.
Today I got my favorite kind of email—news of a family coming into being. Nobody’s pregnant.… Read full post »
The piano bench at Riker's Island, or "Who's the tiger now?"
If I were a stronger woman, I could duck out of the Tiger Mother conversation that has bunched our national panties beyond our fingers’ reach.
However, since the eensy beensy bikinis started their hike up Mt. Buttock, dozens of people have asked me to weigh in, which I did inthis post./… Read full post »
And penis makes four? Sex for parents
In most partnerships, before children come along, (at least) one family member plays a non-trivial role in the happiness, decision-making process, and schedule of the household. When children come along, this household member takes a tumbling, decidedly non-slippery slide into anonymity.
Masturbation, Taco Bell, and raising decent human beings
I recently did a phone interview with a nice reporter from the Washington City Paper. This article was one of the results. I think it's a great article, partly because the author quotes me comparing my favority mommy website to masturbation and Taco Bell. There's more,… Read full post »
Amy Chua don’t take no crap from nobody. Snap. She, like her mother before her, is a Chinese Mother. By her definition, that means that she helps her children find their pride by lashing them to the piano and hurling sharpened chopsticks at them until they can play the complete work… Read full post »
Aharon Friedman's woman in chains, pay to pump, and a lemur
For your consideration, I offer the following items from the news.
Item 1: If you like civil divorce (has anyone ever witnessed one of those?), you’ll loooove religious divorce.
See, in civil divorce, you have to tell the court who you are, that you can’t stand each… Read full post »
At the crossroads
At the crossroads
Hello, friends. I hope that you all enjoyed your Christmas, New Years, and other celebrations. And flatter myself that this hiatus has left you aching with longing for my prose.
Now that we’re back together, I’d like to have a little chat with all of you.
… Read full post »It’s the last night of Chanukah, and I’m already singing Christmas carols. We had a heck of a Chanukah at the Schwartz-Goldberg residence. We invited friends to open presents the first and seventh nights. The kids played with them for approximately 12 minutes before they had t… Read full post »
Voluntary addiction: our upper-class mother fetish
Hellos can be awkward. As a woman of marginal social skills and limited commitment to personal hygiene, I appreciate the quandary of that second moment in the presence of another person.
Hello. (That went well.)
Oh, hi! (What now?).
My favorite old George Carlin shtick involve… Read full post »
My kid has been able to go up a flight of stairs on her own since before she was a year old, but it didn’t occur to me to send her upstairs for the things she wanted until she was six. Although at every checkup her doctor confirms that her eyes function perfectly,/… Read full post »
Frequent prompting, or Of report cards and credit ratings
Put on your shoes.
Put on your shoes.
Put on your shoes.
Put. On. Yooooour. Shoes.
SHOES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There is a term for this: “frequent prompting.” That’s what the report card says.
Work habits and social skills.&nbs… Read full post »
Anybody can become a mother. Holy crap.
I’m still hoarse from my daughter’s soccer game yesterday. No, I’m not that d-bag who manages every second of the game like an air traffic controller with an OCD. I’m not the dippy aunt, just in from California, who squeals “goooooooo Madison” just below dog… Read full post »
Going negative: the midterms and really f---ing stupid ideas
Greetings, Adequate Nation. I apologize for my relatively long absence. If you missed me, it might be time to get some real-world friends and/or reintroduce yourself to your family and friends. If you didn’t miss me, what the fuck is wrong with you? I spend countle… Read full post »
Fancy Nancy crosses the f--king line
Hi! I’m Nancy’s mommy. I wasn’t always called “Mommy.” My name used to be something like Susan. Or maybe it was Denise. I don’t remember. Anyway, they are both decidedly (that’s fancy for really, really) un-fancy names, but… Read full post »
Sure, I co-sleep. Just not with my kid.
According to some parenting gurus, babies become happier, more confident people if they have the benefit of “co-sleeping,” a practices that is defined, variously, as baby and mother sleeping within reach of each other, sharing a “family bed,” or “sleep-sharing,” wh… Read full post »
The goal post: dispatch from the six-year-old soccer league
Six year olds in orange shirts accidentally kick more goals than six year olds in Blue shirts.
Washington: This morning at the Carter-Barron playing fields in Northwest Washington DC, a group of six-year-olds in orange jerseys scored five more goals than an otherwise-similar group of s
… Read full post »Help me, Obi Wan. These mothers are crazy.
This was the post I could not write.

I told my friend Larry over brunch (you remember Larry; he was featured in “I think we need to see other people”):
This is the post I cannot write. They have taken me past/… Read full post »
Green Bling and Glam: an ode to the comment spammers
Would you like green boots and glam?
I do not want green boots and glam
I do not want them, Spam you Am
Would you like them on your blog? Would you like them with a frog?
I would not like them on my blog; I would not like them… Read full post »
Everything our parents said was good is bad. Sun, milk, red meat… college.
–Woody Allen as Alvy Singer in Annie Hall
“Yes, I was raised Jewish,” I say to the fifth person who acts surprised to see me and my daughter at school. It’s Rosh Hashanah, but in my househo… Read full post »
Want a Mother on SCOTUS? Find a father who picks lice.
According to a recent NY Times article, the labor market is difficult for mothers. The latest proof? The last three male nominees to the Supreme Court have been married, with children. The most recent three women, on the other hand, are single and do not have children. Conclus… Read full post »
How my two wives have affected my homes and marriages.
The sun is setting. In the dim afterglow of a short December day, a woman sits in her aunt’s old maple rocker, one hand resting on the smooth arm and the other on her bulging belly, which cradles a six-month fetus, two pounds of placenta, a gallon of orange… Read full post »


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