I remember this kind of weather:
buy snow tires, people! I just saw this today on Twitter, and it looks awesome:
a faux history podcast! -- LOVE IT. Something else to get me through 2017 with my sanity intact, I hope.
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Go go Governor Moonbeam! (I.e.: Jerry Brown telling the tangerine demagogue what for.)
A necessary follow-on:
Can California really start its own space program? Boing Boing provides links to a series by Naked Capitalism on the Ponzi scheme that is Uber's business model. Brilliant set of photos from
Standing Rock.
Did you know there's a national network of
Abortion funds? There is necessarily a lot of fear and uncertainty among the federal workforce. HOLY SHIT:
the new administration may start terminating Tribal sovereignty again. I should not be surprised, and yet somehow I keep being surprised.
I was listening to Guards, Guards! by Terry Pratchett for a morale boost, and yet even a silly story about a city taken over by a dragon had a lot of very relevant political commentary; specifically about how difficult it can be to stand up for the right thing, and how easy it is to just go along to get along. Normalizing the horrible is frighteningly easy.
Orion Magazine
has been running a great series on remaining infrastructure over the last few years.
The emotional labor of being Mom at Christmas. Now more than ever, we need to
protect public information access. Sarah Kendzior has some good advice for the battle going forward. *
In other news, I finally read Fran Wilde's Cloudbound this week, and my patience was brilliantly rewarded by the world-building reveal. SO COOL. Y'all should check these books out: they're only getting better.
With luck, I will see Rogue One tomorrow and then I can read all your reviews!
Courtesy of
nestra, please know that Open Road Media is having a monster sale over at Amazon: dozens and dozens of Kindle books are free, including otherwise OOP works by Andre Norton, Nancy Springer, Jane Yolen, Robert Silverberg, and dozens of others. ETA: Here's a
link. End edit.
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And now I have to roll off to bed: I ate far too many
pfeffernusse today. Woops.
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DW, where there are
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there.