Blog The Hard Days I'm trying to write one of these every week, but unfortunately last week was a bit of a roller-coaster, what with the ongoing fascist coup. Doubtless there will be plenty of words on that in the future, but this is not that. One of my goals for this
Blog Hate is not for Brussels Sprouts Growing up I was taught that "hate" was a strong word, that we don't hate things, we "strongly dislike" them. I understand this, now. When I was young I didn't know what hate was. There was nothing in my little life that
Blog A New Day It is January 24, 2025, and Donald Trump has been president (again) for four days. I went to bed on election night feeling a hollow kind of hope. Kamala Harris tagging in for Joe Biden was a scary possibility, one that I didn't think would work, and when
