“How did we get to Trump?!?!”

Hello, all! Long time, no type, I suppose. I’ve had my hands full these past several months re-acclimating to life outside the social-justice sphere. I knew there would be quite a gulf between my beliefs, and how I acted upon them, and the beliefs and resultant actions of most everyone else with whom I interacted

Test pattern

Those new features/formats/subjects never quite showed up, did they? It certainly wasn’t due to a lack of subject matter. All the usual suspects have been up to their usual tricks, up to and including reports yesterday morning of Twitter introducing a paid tier. But as I mentioned in that previous post, none of it’s anything

Dwindling posts

Ecclesiastes tells us there is nothing new under the sun, and while I normally avoid Christian mythology, I see no lies in that line. When I started this blog in November, I had so much to say. Ideas for blog posts were like a team of Athenas attempting to escape from Zeus’ skull all at

Pavlov’s electorate

The United States is still the United States. Nothing happened November 8, January 20 nor any other day since the election to change that. The same Democrats responsible for deporting people to hurricane-ravaged and cholera-stricken Haiti, and targeting entire families for deportation to Central America, now scream, “Sanctuary!” at the top of their lungs. The

My Twitter muzzle

I don’t think I’ve referenced this here yet, but for approximately a month Twitter has censored search results for any tweets containing this blog’s url, as well as any of my tweets containing a hashtag. Soon after discovering this, I tweeted Support about the url and hashtag searches separately and filled out a couple of

Enrique Pearce and public pressure

One year ago, Enrique Pearce was all but forgotten. His court appearances were listlessly covered by the media as he gradually descended into anonymity and prepared to escape any accountability for his horrendous crimes. Then two people on Twitter began tossing around his name and nudging him back into public consciousness. Others took note, favorited/liked/retweeted

Nothing of Value Inside to Steal

“Nothing of Value Inside to Steal” signs are familiar to anyone living in a neighborhood undergoing gentrification; the more you see, the more advanced it’s becoming. The signs are also ignorant and judgemental on a number of levels. For starters, it’s prime settler-colonialism boilerplate. Move into a low-income nonwhite neighborhood, accuse existing residents of being

The curse of hurt

What is a curse? Popular depictions often revolve around a magic user calling upon evil forces for retribution, or an act so horrible it corrupts the very space in which it occurred, leaving a behind a malignant residue of pain and anger waiting to lash out at any so foolish to disturb it. This exoticizes

May the Force be with you, Carrie Fisher

Star Wars was the first movie I saw in a theater as a kid, and it ruined me for anything else. At least until a mad man in a box showed up a few years later, but that’s another story. The opening sequence that introduced Princess Leia, R2-D2, C-3PO and Darth Vader blew my young

Autopsy of an SJW

Nothing like a light, breezy topic to launch the Notes category of this blog. Nevertheless, my exit from the social-justice world has loomed quite large in my mind, I’ve no one with whom to talk about it, and since I’m not leasing this part of the internet just to let it sit here and collect