- Healing Spas and Ugly Clubs: How Victorians Taught Us to Treat People With Disabilities
- John Havel of The Hustle plagiarises a romance author in the name of…something.
- Chosen Ones, Specialness and the Narrative of the One
- On Fandom, Conventions, and Kids (revised)
- Armada is Fucking Terrible
- Life on the intersection.
- The Black Experience Isn’t Just About Men
- Jay Smooth: 12 symbols of Southern pride actually worth celebrating Video autoplays.
- Happiness for a Fish “But still, every once in a while I think about those occasional isolated nodes, the stars that burned before there were other stars to shine against. Think about the loneliness of having a thought and not being able to pass it along.”
- Even Early Focus Groups Hated Clippy
- Portlander Ursula K. Le Guin is Breathing Fire to Save American Literature
- James Rhodes: Is that not worth exploring?
- Scooper Hero There is something nasty and wholly off-putting about the dude profiled here.
- A Midlife Crisis, By Any Other Name As I read this, I kept thinking two things: gosh, it must be nice to be able to run off to NYC and build an entirely new life and golly, so we’re framing this sort of dissatisfaction with our lives as something that men in the 40s and 50s go through and as something that women go through in their early 30s? Really? Basically, this essay (while beautifully written) annoyed me on a deep and fundamental level in much the same way that Inga Muscio’s Cunt annoyed me when I read it in my early 20s.
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