Specifically, I'm sorry that I didn't participate in getting the vote out. How sad is it that a decision as vital as whether to renovate and replace parts of the current high school could be decided by such a small percentage of the city's population? Can't we do better than that? I'm also sorry that … Continue reading I voted “Yes” on the AHS project and now I’m sorry
Category: News
A tale of two abortions
Many, many years ago an older friend shared with me the story of her illegal abortion. It involved a large amount of money, cash only, of course, a bus ride out of the city and into the "everything looks the same" suburbs, and an extracted promise to never tell anyone where she had been (as … Continue reading A tale of two abortions
Eclipsing light
Waking up this morning to a sky smudged with grey, I wondered how our ancestors must have felt the day after a dramatic eclipse of the moon. For us, the eclipse was expected and much heralded, but what if the darkening and disappearance of the moon was completely unforeseen? How frightening must that have been? … Continue reading Eclipsing light
Who are these people?
If you're anything like me, you must occasionally observe the actions of others and wonder to yourself "Who are those people? Where are they from that they were taught that that sort of behavior was acceptable? Who raised them?!" There have been a few things in the news, and in my travels, recently that left … Continue reading Who are these people?
Why print news producers should be inspired by breast milk
This is going to take a minute to explain, so bear with me. To begin, if you've ever had any experience with breastfeeding, be it yourself or someone who you've observed nursing a child, you're probably familiar with the term "liquid gold" as a synonym for breast milk. It's that precious of a commodity. When … Continue reading Why print news producers should be inspired by breast milk
Call me Caitlyn
There was a phrase a couple of years back that became so ubiquitous that I developed a physical response to hearing it. Each time someone uttered "It is what it is," the hair on the back of my neck legitimately stood up and I began to exhale loudly. The phrase annoyed me, I think because … Continue reading Call me Caitlyn
Black boys on mopeds
England's not the mythical land of Madame George and roses It's the home of police who kill blacks boys on mopeds And I love my boy and that's why I'm leaving I don't want him to be aware that there's Any such thing as grieving. I’ve had these lyrics from an old Sinead O’Connor song … Continue reading Black boys on mopeds
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