Terrence Doyle
I am a Senior Editor at WE Codeword, a content marketing agency that specializes in creating engaging and impactful tech content for clients across various industries and platforms. With over a decade of experience in writing and publishing, I have a keen eye for storytelling, quality, and innovation.
When Ted Lindsay Fought, Everybody Won
Before Game 3 of the 1956 NHL semifinals between Detroit and Toronto, an unhinged Maple Leafs fan phoned the hotel the Red Wings were staying at to inform whoever would listen that if Ted Lindsay and Gordie Howe took the ice, they’d be shot on sight....
Reconsider The Lobster
ROCKLAND, Maine—The New Hampshire/Maine split on I-95 in Portsmouth, N.H., is unpredictable. Sometimes you’re able to breeze through to your final destination—back to your shit hole of a dorm room in Durham, or off to the Kittery Trading Post to buy a crossbow and a bottle of deer piss—but other tim...
What Will Trumpcare Mean For My Disabled Brother?
My older brother Sean has cerebral palsy. He also listens to bebop and enjoys teaching our nephew Oliver about the virtues of counting from one to ten in the voice of The Count and was angered when the Bruins fired Claude Julien. He makes a pot of coffee each morning when he wakes up, reads his news...
The Case For Violent Imagery
Before I could read, I was mesmerized by the pictures. I would flip through pages of magazines and newspapers that were sprawled across the coffee table in my parents’ living room. They were crumpled, old editions of the Atlantic, the Boston Globe, the Daily News of Newburyport, and the like. In my ...
What You're Doing When You Call My Brother "Retarded"
I have never been a violent person, at least not instinctively. Whenever I was teased as a child—I struggled to read for much of elementary school and wore a lot of white jeans, so I was teased a lot—I’d opt for silence or a quick joke, usually at my own expense. I’d level my aggressor with my appar...
Navigating Your Way Through Bullshit Corporate Lingo
George Orwell made a living off of incredulity. Armed with a healthy distrust of capitalism and intense misgivings about the surveillance state, Orwell’s writings often presaged a bleak outlook for mankind. (His fucking head would explode if he could see what companies—i.e. Google and Facebook—and g...
How To Enjoy Some Delicious Beef Tongue
With the exception of some Jewish Americans, some Latin Americans—whose food culture may often include it—and some LA supper club hipsters, diners in the United States don’t really seek out beef tongue as a dinner item. I get it: Enjoying the taste of something that some other living, breathing bein...
How To Manage Hypochondriasis
I am a hypochondriac, which is to say I’m constantly and acutely obsessed with the idea that I’m suffering from, or I’m about to be diagnosed with, a serious medical condition. For as long as I can recall—I was born in 1985, and so possess at least somewhat vivid memories dating back to late ’89, ea...
Drunk Meals 101: What To Cook When You're Totally Obliterated
Before plying myself with gross quantities of beer or liquor (or both), I like to ensure I’ve lined my belly with sufficient quantities of foodstuff. I’m not sure if it’s true—I got a D- in high school biology, and therefore lack even the most fundamental understanding of metabolic function—but if l...
How To Eat More (And Better) Fruits And Vegetables So You Don't Die
I live in Boston, which is to say that over the course of the past month or so I, along with millions of disgruntled others, have on more than one occasion found myself snowbound without proper provisions. I went to my local grocer in anticipation of an impending storm—this sounds a lot nicer than i...