Adrienne Maree Brown: Murmurations | Love Looks Like Accountability
Racialized capitalism trains us to expect that some people fall through the cracks into unjust suffering; our cultural individualism tells us this is acceptable, as long as we aren’t the ones at the bottom.
Tom Engelhardt: The Decline and Fall of Everything (Including Me)
I find myself experiencing three versions of that ultimate story: that of my own fall; that of my country; and that of an increasingly overheating planet as a habitable place for us all.
Baron Wormser: Oona
When you have a dog, you get to participate in another creature’s being, a creature who wants to be with you, a human being.
Paul Christensen: What the Heat Demands of Us
We may not make it through this crisis. But no one can say for sure it is too late.
Sam Long: Why I Decided to Come Out to My Students as a Trans Man
Every August, as new students arrive, I wonder whether I want to share this part of myself.
William deBuys: New Mexico’s Megafires Mark a Turning Point
We have entered the Pyrocene, the Epoch of Fire.
Frida Berrigan: This Is My Song
What I Can Still Love about My Embattled Country (and World)
Thom Hartmann: A Personal Apology to Young Americans for Failing to Stop Ronald Reagan
I’m so embarrassed to have to say this, but my generation let this happen. And now our chance is here to stop the Republican onslaught once and for all.
Michael Simms: Elderberry Magic
In the Native American tradition, the elder is sacred. The soft whistling song I often hear in the branches has been heard by others as well. Elder’s long association with wind instruments suggests that the magical sound comes not from the wind but rather from the tree itself, as well as any instruments carved from elder branches.
Paul Christensen: What Binds Us. Together
We’ve had two small heat waves since I arrived here in southern France in mid-June. Neither was terrible, neither quite made it to the level of a canicule, a blistering heat bloom usually starting out its career in northern Africa and drifting down onto western Europe where it stagnates over the red-tile roofs…
Deborah Bogen: Two Poems
I think of the ways we got it wrong. All the things we didn’t know. Who did it — and why — where it was done and how we can think about the Lord’s Prayer as thirteen ways of looking at a tragedy.
Rebecca Gordon: In the Shadow of Roe’s Undoing
I still hate electoral politics, but you don’t always get to choose the terrain you’re fighting on. Through its machinations at the federal, state, and county level, the Republican Party has been all but screaming its plans to steal the next presidential election.
Baron Wormser: Ghosts
All the chatter about “family values” presupposes that women pick up whatever difficulties they are faced with and go forward with a happy, maternal smile. Seduced and abandoned does not exist in such an aggressively wholesome universe.
Adrienne Maree Brown: Murmurations | Returning to the Whole
To heal ourselves, we must remember that we are a small part of a much greater whole.
Vox Populi 