NEW “We’re celebrating a tradition that is at its core about resisting occupation and maintaining community in the face of horrors. You can’t keep politics out of Irish music. No one should try, for two reasons. First, it’s ahistorical. Second, Minnesotans are ready for a big anti-fascist party.”
Hoo boy, this is…yikes.
The fallout from this pandemic is still coming down.
Switch your devices to grayscale, if you haven't already. The urge to binge diminishes SO MUCH and apps are overall less compelling/ overstimulating! (Plus you can still access texts and other workflows)
I hope your Lent is blessed and reflective!
Eek! It’s Hugo time! I’d be so honored if you considered my work! My short story “Six People to Revise You” is available for free, and my book THE LIGHTHOUSE AT THE EDGE OF THE WORLD is available in ebook, hardback, and audio!
www.uncannymagazine.com/article/six-...
This is valuable deep reading, and I'm gratefully enriched by Liz's thoughtful effort.
I think a thing a lot of people don’t understand is that propaganda does not convince anyone of anything through argumentation. It’s about frequency, not force. You get exposed to it enough and it changes how you think.
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Huzzah! Waterstones has chosen THE LIGHTHOUSE AT THE EDGE OF THE WORLD paperback as part of their 25% off pre-order sale! Sapphic Hadestown, my joyful grief book is rolling back into the land of the living this summer!
The further in advance you announce your willingness to vote for a horrible person as the lesser evil, the more enthusiastically supportive of that evil you seem.
Which is to say, Newsom is horror show, and preemptively declaring support in a theoretical future vote says you like his kind of horror
The cover for Uncanny Magazine Issue 62, “Mermay - Golden Hour" by Maxine Vee: In a forest of brown, orange, and golden leaves, a mermaid with orange/gold hair sits on a rock in a small light blue pond. She stares at her open palms, illuminated by a beam of sunlight. Purple flowers in shade lie scattered on the ground in the foreground. The quote reads: "The form is one page long. No back. Just a front. It should be longer. There are six copies of the form, all different colors. Like I’m working my way through the rainbow to the end where I’ll finally find peace. Red. A parent or guardian. I meet my mother for lunch at the little bistro down the street."
Congratulations to J.R. Dawson! 'Dawson's short story “Six People to Revise You” is the co-winner of the Uncanny Magazine 2025 Favorite Fiction Reader Poll! You can read it here! buff.ly/Y3xl6Ua
JR Dawson awards eligibility
Cover for the lighthouse at the edge of the world. JLG gold standard. Sapphic Orpheus.
Cover of Uncanny. Six People to Revise You. Eternal Sunshine x nonbinary anxiety
Nebs are closing soon and Hugos are now open! I’ve got a book that’s eligible, and also a short story I really love.
You can read the short story here!
www.uncannymagazine.com/article/six-...
I’d be willing to rethink my stance on AI if it wasn’t actively killing our planet, leading to measurable cognitive decline and psychosis, being used to generate revenge porn, plagiarizing the work of millions of writers and artists, threatening to end thousands of jobs, and actually worked.
Notice how the popular media narrative has moved on, while people on the ground in Minneapolis are still struggling and crying out that things are as bad as ever. This is how fascist regimes operate — overreach, recalibration, normalization. Get louder, not quieter.
I'm sorry the guy changing the rules on the fly is named what
Benito is a threat b/c he makes art so alluring and enjoyable you want to understand everything about it and then you end up learning about sugar and slavery and colonialism and the Taínos and Hawaii and then you probably have some thoughts of your own, and that's why art is powerful and dangerous
Modest Maus
This is really important: ICE in #Minnesota is changing its tactics. Be aware!
Predicting that this week we’ll hear more conciliatory words from the Administration regarding Minnesota (since they’re starting to realize that ICE has become politically toxic) but everyone outside of Minnesota needs to know that nothing on the ground has changed.
The cover for Uncanny Magazine Issue 62, “Mermay - Golden Hour" by Maxine Vee: In a forest of brown, orange, and golden leaves, a mermaid with orange/gold hair sits on a rock in a small light blue pond. She stares at her open palms, illuminated by a beam of sunlight. Purple flowers in shade lie scattered on the ground in the foreground. The quote reads: "The form is one page long. No back. Just a front. It should be longer. There are six copies of the form, all different colors. Like I’m working my way through the rainbow to the end where I’ll finally find peace. Red. A parent or guardian. I meet my mother for lunch at the little bistro down the street."
Reading for the Uncanny Magazine Poll?
Try the short story "Six People to Revise You" by J. R. Dawson!
You can read it here!
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Our country was founded on resistance to a tyrant.
This thread fully explains why all the people who've been tracing anti trans movements for years are kinda insane now. It's been big. It's been widespread. It has not been subtle. And no one fucking listened to us. Possibly the most successful conservative retrenchment since WWII.
my Blackest opinion is that the presumption of conflict between "America has a long and deeply rooted history of violence" and "we can and should fight against today's version of that, as did those who came before us" is less a philosophical debate about how to treat the past and more a skill issue
Respectfully, I am going to whisper to some of our white comrades a truth that should be more widely known: You definitely have some ancestors to be proud of, ancestors who refused white supremacy, and poured out their lives in many of these struggles over time.
Time to claim your true history.
This was kind of a difficult piece to write, given how shaky and frightening everything is here right now, but keeping Assigned readers informed of a dire situation they might not know a lot about was worthwhile. Thanks so much to @rohnkat.bsky.social and @leighfinke.bsky.social!
A good time for the pitch: if you've got some coin, toss a few into the plate of trans/queer journalists covering trans/queer stories from trans/queer perspectives, because the institutionally transphobic corporate media sure as fuck ain't going to do it.
TEXT: Out on patrol with two friends this morning and I kept seeing the beautiful web being woven in Minnesota right now. Not with new materials but woven with wisdom into what was already here. I could feel this net with my hands, this connection as we passed that group of three on the corner of Cedar and Lake, this connection as we listened to someone doing dispatch while their kid yelled in the room behind them. I thought of this today stopping by a locally beloved Mexican restaurant to grab some food for the family and having the owner step up with tears in his eyes and reflect on how much they feel cared for and then the security guard stepped over and asserted that this is what we do, we care for our own. He said, tell people we have them, we've got them and we will keep them safe. All of the worst stories you read are true and there are more of them than what shows up on social media, but there is also this, everything I am writing here in the same morning, driving over to northeast and a junior high has just done a walk out, they are lining a major road in their "are those pants they look like pajamas" clothes and all are holding signs and I am on the phone with someone and I burst into tears when I pass them. This is a net and I remember this very old fishing net someone showed me years ago, guiding my fingers to feel where the net had been repaired over and over again, like scars in the fibers that strengthen rather than break. ICE is sharp, knives that cut with small knicks and sometimes great full arm thrusts that shove and tear through this connected set of scars and fresh material and there are wounds and this is violence and some of you beloveds are being stopped on the road because of how you are read and I am not being stopped and none of this is ever ok and still, I feel the pull and tug of the net that is larger than anything I have experienced
TEXT: before. Is there anyone in these cities not showing up in some way? I can't remember the last time I saw or heard anyone have words other than how can I show up? There is a net and it has always been here, it is always here, it's just that sometimes it's hard to see and all that is happening in Minneapolis is that some of the confusion is fading and what is visible is the link and weave and stumble and steady between us. May we keep repairing it as it frays, from those outside and from the rising tension we hold within and may this net grow with wisdom and may bodies tired of holding themselves up alone someday feel like they can relax into the steady certainty of something much bigger than the size of their skin.
Good morning. I read this dispatch from a comrade in Minneapolis this morning and thought that some of you might appreciate it too.
100%. Stop funding them.
Here's a thing I need from you all.
When we get through to the other side of things. When.
I need you to now, take a coin sized piece of anger and hate, and I need you to freeze that thing. I need you to keep it cold and hard and next to your heart.
So when we come through to the other side
Good.
