A 35 year old letter to the editor, written by a very ballsy 15 year old, about the Rodney King verdict.
Remembering today that having your heart broken is a necessary step on the path to becoming fully human. Whichever heartbreak is your first, it’s probably critical that a state break your heart so that you can develop a political imagination. If this is your first, I’m sorry and also welcome.
Jamiroquai when Jamiro vewwy sad
Reminds me of this cursed ad that has followed me around the internet
any way the wind blows
As you’re preparing for your Thanksgiving meal, remember the skilled work it took to get that food to your grocery store.
Tell us your favorite Thanksgiving dish, and we can share some of what we know about the work behind the ingredients.
Your Thanksgiving gravy tastes better when you use union mushrooms. Let's give a huge thanks to workers like "Adan" who harvest mushrooms for Monterey Mushrooms under a UFW contract. On an average day, he picks 240-280 of the blue baskets you see in this vid. #WeFeedYou
This is Cole. He is a deaf service dog at Dr. William Mennies Elementary School. He just turned 9, and all of his students learned sign language to sing him happy birthday at a massive party. 14/10 for all (IG: colethedeafdog)
TRANS RIGHTS ARE HUMAN RIGHTS image with rainbow in colors of trans pride flag
It's Trans Day of Remembrance, and as we remember those who have passed, I also celebrate, cherish and fight for those who are alive! www.transremembrance.org
🧵
💔 What an incredible life and legacy. I am one of so many touched and educated and inspired by her work. My condolences to all of her loved ones.
I think this one is my favorite
Backlit Michael Myers from the Halloween franchise
Why does this look like Michael Myers?
This thread ... whew
if you want to know what happened to Teen Vogue yesterday, my work wife @allegrak.bsky.social — who ran our politics section for 6 years until this past June — said it all in this.
can't even pull out a favorite part til I sign my separation letter lol, just read the whole thing.
Lynda Barry, one of the best to ever do it ("it" being drawing, comics, writing, art, mixtapes! IYKYK)
She's incredible, thank you for sharing!
holy shit
Look folks gen AI videos are out in the wild so if you weren't already being careful about sharing rage bait videos then now is a great time to start
If you can't trace a video back to a trusted source then I recommend leaving it where it is, like a slice of bologna you found on the street
i love winding the clocks back an hour. you get an extra hour of sleep and the only downside is several months of horrible despair.
Again, this precise use case is why these systems exist-to proliferate people’s racist (transphobic, misogynistic…) imaginary at scale. This should not be seen as a “misuse” but rather the product being used exactly as intended.
My friend @andrewjparsons.bsky.social on what it is like working in an industry that is clearly experiencing a bubble. His experience was in podcasting, but there was a lot of this in digital journalism over the last two decades — all abruptly ending in recent years.
Skechers hands-free slip-ins
This is why they make these
Golden milk chai at 11th Hour Coffee! (I like mine with oat milk and a shot of espresso, so good)
My momma bestie is my auntie
My auntie friend that go to her church is also my auntie
My 75 year old cousin... is also my auntie
"Auntie" is what happens when you understand the expansive proposition of family
"That's not your aunt" is what happens when you live outside of restorative community
Food insecurity is ALWAYS a political choice. Famine is ALWAYS manmade. People go hungry because of other people’s decisions. We have more than enough food for everyone, and enormous amounts of it are wasted—literally thrown in the garbage—on purpose.
makes me weep to think of the gifts robbed from us because unaffordable housing has made it difficult for people to pursue their passions and hobbies
Wow, @goodtrailcams.bsky.social is 100% bangers
happy bday poet John Berryman, b.1914
“We must travel in the direction of our fear.”
“I cry. Evil dissolves, & love, like foam;
that love. Prattle of children powers me home,
my heart claps like the swan’s
under a frenzy of who love me & who shine.”
“That is our ‘pointed task. Love & die.”
