When I was ten years old, I decided I would no longer eat pork. Partly brought on by the appreciation for the animal itself, I realized that I’d never much liked pork to begin with. Rather than say to people something like, “Well, I hate pork chops, but sometimes I end up eating sausage when my mom makes red beans and rice,” it was easier to eliminate it entirely.
Greetings, Persephoneers. My deadline didn’t quite catch the amazing news last Friday that the US Supreme Court declared marriage equality to be the law of the land, but with the whole of the Internet exploding in rainbows and discussion, let’s move on to what’s next in the fight for LGBTQ equality:
Having lived with chronic fatigue syndrome for six years, and fibromyalgia for at least four years, I wish I could tell you that I’ve made peace with my illnesses. Though I’ve made progress in how I manage my symptoms, I still struggle with knowing that This will never go away.
Greetings, Unicorns. This week we have an update on the Freddie Gray case, SCOTUS decisions, and the Confederate Flag on its way out from public display. This and more, so let’s get started:
Flexi discs — those thin sheets of plastic or coated paper containing music and other recordings — used to be included in magazines, fan club gifts, or other giveaways. Their popularity waned once CDs took more of a market share in the ’90s, but now Pirate Press is reviving the format with releases from Deerhoof, Napalm Death, and Jack White. Recently, I unearthed a few releases from the late ‘70s hidden in my inherited collection.
So much has happened this week, primarily centering around one story: Race in America. We started out with the ridiculousness that is Rachel Dolezal and ended with the tragic church shooting in Charleston, South Carolina. Let’s get started.
Greetings, all. We have some notable deaths to cover, some interesting entertainment news, and more, so let’s get started:
When I read the description for The Unreal Life of Sergey Nabokov, I was intrigued – how does the younger, gay brother of a literary icon conduct his life? How dark is that shadow? The minutiae, the great secrets, and of course, loves of a person’s life are endlessly interesting to me, so I hoped that this book would scratch that itch. Because only limited details of Sergey’s life are documented, Paul Russell chose to write a novel instead of a biography. The result is a beautiful, lonely story about a man who has a lifelong struggle with happiness.