A large chunk of the country is up in arms about recent tweets and public comments made by the president that seem to project a, well, super racist tone. In a recent swarm of posts, he’s dubbed a group of four Congresswomen the “squad” and has called on them to
You’re in a small, brown, clapboard cabin, or possibly the hold of a ship. There are twisting passageways of bookshelves lined with sugarcoated classics and newspapers covered in blackness — redacted or perhaps burnt. Meanwhile the teachings of Jesus and other religious materials sit unmolested. Reflective plastic sheets bounce distorted,
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Well, queerest Broke-Ass Stuart readership, by now we hope that you have fully recovered form what was likely one of the memorable Pride’s to date. Though there was no overturning of homophobic laws set against the backdrop of sweeter days, our current era of darkness has ignited flames of hope
“We fought for social justice.” –Khieu Samphan a leader of the Khmer Rouge, a group that murdered roughly 25% of Cambodia’s population in the 1970s. Americans in the 21st century have it incredibly easy. We’re so used to freedom that we don’t spend much time thinking about the particulars of how others
Over the weekend the brilliant comedian Louis C.K. wrote an email calling Donald Trump an “insane bigot” and “Hitler”. He also said the US was turning into “Germany in the 30s”. It’s an interesting letter and Louis makes some sharp and wonderful points, as usual. It actually reminds me of
In The City That Was, Bohemian Archivist P Segal tells a weekly story of what you all missed: the days when artists, writers, musicians, and unemployed visionaries were playing hard in the city’s streets and paying the rent working part time. For most of my life, while growing up in
A Jew after my own heart, Linda Ellia has made an art of defacing relics of Nazism. In 2005 Ellia came across a French translation of Hitler’s infamous memoir Mein Kampf (which means ‘œOur Struggle’ in English). Holding the thick manifesto in her hands, she felt an immediate visceral response