Long Story; Short Pier.

God, hes left as on aur oun.

Underpass.

Ross Island.

Three guineas.

Dittochamber.

Via Skimble (who has a truly creepy piece on “cracker chic”) (and who, granted, got the impetus from Atrios): there’s an echo out there. Seventeen hoodwinked newspaper editors and counting. Not that I have the time, but maybe some enterprising lefty blogger should maybe front and hook up with the RNC’s faxblast-o-rama to give us advance warning? —Think of it as a wildfeed for Fox News.

Commenting is closed for this article.

Modernist Fantasy.

The Edge.

Kicking robots.

Cæsar wept.

Union forever.

Email | Bluesky | Mastodon | RSS

Revolver

the Koan

a “Restless” exegesis

Archive | Comradery | Patreon

  • This; that; a little of the other
  • There they go again
textpattern