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One of the things I miss about IG is finding new artists to follow. Luckily, a few of them have blogs I can follow away from the malevolence of Meta*. One of those is Sky Fusco, who first caught my and myriad other eyeballs with this gem — https://lordcowboy.com/printshop/p/lookiehere Sky’s newsletter today (ok, technically yesterday,
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Despite only hitting the solstice last week, Flat 493 has been in the dog days of summer this month. Nothing *bad*, just v. little to write home about. I volunteered for Triad Pride Performing Arts’ spring concert and tent at Pride and hit my workout goals for the month early, yay, but also read a
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Democracy will not comeToday, this yearNor everThrough compromise and fear. — Langston Hughes, “Democracy” I somehow recently ended up on the mailing list of the Mellon Foundation, and they recently re-shared a story from 2021 about the 25th anniversary of National Poetry Month. In it, they had three contemporary poets read historical poems, and these
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I grew up five minutes from the Mason-Dixon Line and 45 from Gettysburg, and Hampton’s dad is a rare book dealer with a specialty in Civil War ephemera, so I was tickled yesterday to learn a story we’d never heard before to mark the 150th anniversary of the war over “states’ rights”. [the right to
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I am currently signed up for more e-newsletters than I can count. Well, I suppose I could but, English major. I read, not math. Anyway, as I clean out the backlog from being on vacation (although shoutout to T-Mobile’s easy-to-add, justifiably priced, and capable international data plan), two in particular have stuck with me. The
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I miss those halcyon days of 2016… when the evil that is the NC GOP passed HB2 and the country revolted against this “bathroom bill”. Musicians cancelled concerts, sports leagues moved tournament games, and it’s estimated this bs move cost the state nearly four billion dollars. And now? Now the NC GOP is stripping rightfully
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“The unborn” are a convenient group of people to advocate for. They never make demands of you; they are morally uncomplicated, unlike the incarcerated, addicted, or the chronically poor; they don’t resent your condescension or complain that you are not politically correct; unlike widows, they don’t ask you to question patriarchy; unlike orphans, they don’t
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