About Cassie McClure

Cassie McClure

Cassie McClure

Cassie McClure is a writer who first stumbled into a journalism degree because she didn't want to analyze other people's writing as an English major. She picked up a German degree since she already spoke the language, but she really should have picked Spanish.

As an elder millennial, Cassie McClure waited out the not-so-Great Recession by getting a master's in rhetoric to follow up a similarly useful BA in journalism. She worked in a university library for a good long while but also had a stint as an analyst in an open-source intelligence lab, which lends itself to fun stories at cocktail parties. 

As a German American, she navigates her bicultural background alongside her bicultural marriage to a Mexican national -- with whom she has two children -- all of which informs her writing about modern issues.

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Be a Buddy, Take a Bullet Aug 31, 2025

My daughter and her best friend started their own business. They made business cards and put the QR code to their Red Cross babysitting certification on the back. Their first client was a neighbor with a toddler who came to our house, where I could w... Read More

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In Bro We Do Not Trust Aug 24, 2025

I've spent most of my career as a freelance writer being a generalist. You don't delve too much into one subject because, really, you can find an expert on a topic who would love to rattle on with acronyms for at least a solid hour. It's been one of ... Read More

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When Quiet Isn't Enough Aug 17, 2025

I used to believe in quiet resistance. You choose the right moments to slip wrenches into the gears without drawing the guard's attention. Movies love a covert operator like the whistleblower or the silent saboteur who knows that noise gets you caugh... Read More

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None of This Is Normal Aug 10, 2025

I used to use the website, the Wayback Machine, to find incriminating teenage poetry on long-lost LiveJournal accounts written by people who are now normal accountants and thought their old emo phase wasn't going to haunt them. Yesterday, I used the ... Read More