Sometimes when I go to write this opening bit, I throw my head back and stare at the ceiling and chant “I don’t know what to sayyyyyy” in a robot voice, like if the robot had been a lifelong smoker and had been living off the grid somewhere in New Mexico, only to be bombarded one afternoon by a group of preteen kids on a mission to uncover the legend of Ruby McBride, a Roaring Twenties-era teen who’d supposedly discovered the key to time travel and had left several clues to her current whereabouts (not to mention the secrets of space-time manipulation!) in the circuitry of a single robot — a robot that everyone thought had been destroyed decades ago, but they were WRONG.
Anyway how was your weekend?
Queer as in F*ck You
+ Out magazine is highlighting four queer women who are ‘changing the way we think and live,’ including Ellen Page and Janet Mock on Visibility and Their Mission to Change Our World, Lydia Polgreen, the Queer Black Woman Changing Journalism, and Jill Soloway on the New Queer Revolution.
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+ Oh my god. The Conspiracy Theories of Trumpland: A Compleat and Comprehensive Bestiary. Masterpiece.
+ Also I realize there’s no way you missed this, but I’m compelled to include it here for posterity: This Is Almost Certainly James Comey’s Twitter Account. The thing about this particular Ashley Feinburg achievement is how she makes people like us — people who track down other people on the internet through a series of connections and webs and likes and tags, in order to determine if they are queer or dating or the head of the FBI — seem like fucking geniuses.
+ Witch-hunt: “Gossip has always been a secret language of friendship and resistance between women.”