For the second time this school year, I’ve had teenage boy create AI-generated nudes of a teenage girl. The girls are livid; they aren’t afraid. They are confronting the boys directly—and they’re calling the boys’ mothers.
For the second time this school year, I’ve had teenage boy create AI-generated nudes of a teenage girl. The girls are livid; they aren’t afraid. They are confronting the boys directly—and they’re calling the boys’ mothers.
What I find interesting about this line is that it’s an admission in order for this to happen, they need you to lose your ordinary intelligence that you already have.
This is why they want to get into schools. They want kids to lose basic capacity so that they have to rent it forever.
Tweet from the Prime Minister of Israel: "Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu: Antisemitism knows no limits or boundaries. Israel is attacked because it is the Jewish state. Temple Israel in Detroit was attacked today because it is a Jewish house of worship."
Speaking as a Jew living in Diaspora, who needs to exist as a minority at a time of rising antisemitism, I would really appreciate it if the Prime Minister of a country where I do not live would not say that attacks on a sovereign country are analogous to attacks on a synagogue.
I’m making borscht
Really loved reading about her in Julia Ioffe’s MOTHERLAND (which I am almost finished with and can’t wait to discuss w @maggiemertens.bsky.social et al at book club)
Oh wow wow wow
WHEN DEATH COMES MARY OLIVER Printed on the risographs at Common Area Maintenance to commemorate Seattle City Councilmember Dionne Foster's participation in the March 2026 Salonshop hosted by Seattle Civic Poet Dujie Tahat with partial funding from the Academy of American Poets (designed by Dujie Tahat). When death comes like the hungry bear in autumn; when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse to buy me, and snaps the purse shut; when death comes like the measle-pox; when death comes like an iceberg between the shoulder blades, I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering: what is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness? And therefore I look upon everything as a brotherhood and a sisterhood, and I look upon time as no more than an idea, and I consider eternity as another possibility, and I think of each life as a flower, as common as a field daisy, and as singular, and each name a comfortable music in the mouth, tending, as all music does, toward silence, and each body a lion of courage, and something precious to the earth. When it's over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms. When it's over, I don't want to wonder if I have made of my life something particular, and real. I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened, or full of argument. I don't want to end up simply having visited this world.
”When Death Comes” by Mary Oliver
Selected by Seattle City CM Dionne Foster, designed by Civic Poet @dujietahat.bsky.social
I was 21; my friend and I tore off our clothes and ran outside around the co-op house where we lived, then got dressed (it was Massachusetts in November) and sang and cried. There was no containing us.
Just gave to this fundraiser for a Palestinian refugee family trying to survive brain cancer in Cairo. Please join me if you can: chuffed.org/project/1681...
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It matters how we treat each other. It matters more than winning. It matters that we move with love.
It matters how we treat each other. It matters more than winning. It matters that we move with love.
Today I have to tell my admin that several students and parents saw me shimmy in a bikini top for religious reasons. Purim sameakh, alemen!
Thank you—I’ve chosen not to transliterate thus far. I think there might be a more interesting formal approach that could echo the sounds somehow while preserving the lettering
After I posted, I thought, “I should just ask Mordecai directly“ 😂
The sound or image split—the having to decide—this is the heart of the question
Yes!
if you write for English-language readers using words/phrases from languages with non-Latin alphabets, do you transliterate? why or why not?
The photo of Irwin’s is *chef’s kiss*
if you write for English-language readers using words/phrases from languages with non-Latin alphabets, do you transliterate? why or why not?
Teach poetry with knowledge and zeal, and also share precisely what it is about poetry that makes your life richer and better, why it is worth someone's time
Witness in horror and then act in love.
If you don't do the first part, you get crazy, but also, if you ONLY do the first part, you get crazy.
As a Southerner-gone-northwest, I’m thrilled for the field peas, which I’ve only ever eaten fresh
Also, anything in Lynda Barry’s SYLLABUS can be adapted for ages 4-104 bookshop.org/p/books/syll...
I love this! If you have a bunch of six-sided dice, it can be fun to generate a list of six characters / six settings / six objects, then have them roll 3x and each writes a story or makes a comic based on the character / setting / object they‘ve landed on. Can also be collaboratively written.
We returned to school after a week-long break, and multiple 9th graders were drawing portraits of Alysa Liu.
We returned to school after a week-long break, and multiple 9th graders were drawing portraits of Alysa Liu.
I loved the imagistic swerves and sinewy plots of Margaret Ross’s SATURDAY the-song-cave.com/products/sat...
Of course, DEAR MEMPHIS will be at the conference in the good hands of @riverriverbooks.bsky.social
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