Reminder that “Say her name” was developed specifically to call attention to murders of Black women

Tell that to Cliven Bundy.

“i want back my rocking chairs, / solipsist sunsets, / & coastal jungle sounds...” A poem by Renee Nicole Good, who was murdered by ICE earlier today. lithub.com/renee-nicole...

I just found these in my jacket , and I had meant to put them up around glasgow like some of the others I did , but they will certainly not go to waste here back home

We were living in Brooklyn and my friend S organized a touch football game on Henry Street, which was quiet and bright and sparkling. A magical experience for all involved until he went diving for a pass into a pristine curbside snowbank that was, unfortunately, concealing a fire hydrant.

At least we got to take the flag to the brazen head so it could see it for the first time....

Buckie Ar La

Some BBC pundit keeps saying Argentina instead of Venezuela and it does not improve his credibility

Have you ever really been in Glasgow unless you're outside for a smoke and some wee cunt with a backpack comes up and tries to sell you dishwashing liquid and instant coffee

The end of 2025 marked the end of Peter Lawwell’s long association with Celtic - a welcome development, but only the start of the wider reset this Club needs at board level. The ‘Not Another Penny’ campaign remains active and will be reviewed after the January window.

If I were a truly fancy bitch, I would not make a point of being the first one into the lounge so I can hit the buffet, bar and bathrooms while everything is still pristine. I want every minute of the Fancy Bitch Experience, anytime could be the last, not jaded at all because I'm scum at heart.

Basically any time someone posts "Buckle up:" you're about to read the dumbest shit you've ever seen

The baby in question is about to finish that pull, slowly exhale, and respond to your diatribe ("are you finished? good") by explaining that your reactionary puritanical adherence to notions of "propriety" is, one might say, an electric fence that has penned in the sheep you call your intellect.

There is a great deal of American Music out there, and my brothers and sisters in the UK know a genre called "Americana" that apparently encompasses everything from Tom Waits to the Decemberists. Personally, I hear the delta blues and rockabilly in Butthole Surfers, who never apologized for Texas.

So here's the thing: I dunno much about @fragboner.bsky.social but I can tell from just on here that he's good. But that's nothing, lotta good people here probably. The bonus is that my friends here know how to hit it in just the right way to make me get buckled laughing, and I love that shit.

It is good and cute and wholesome when people say "good night" on here, I just picture lots of very nice people seeing those posts and going "well I guess I better save this skeet until tomorrow morning, they're in bed now!" and walking around the farmhouse a little more quietly so we don't wake 'em

A Hampton Inn in Asheville just canceled my family's reservation because our address (incorrectly) showed Asheville—and the hotel bars locals within 50 miles. When I asked why, they said, "because of our homeless population," adding that most hotels here have similar policies. This is outrageous.

Nichols began her career as a professional singer and dancer, touring with jazz legends Duke Ellington and Lionel Hampton. She decided to leave Star Trek after the first season to take a role on Broadway, preferring the stage to TV. She even handed Gene Roddenberry her resignation letter. /2

#ResistanceRoots Nichelle Nichols was born on this day in 1932 in Robbins, Ill. She is best known for her role as Communications Officer Lieutenant Nyota Uhura in the original Star Trek series. Her portrayal represented one of the first times a Black woman was cast in a non-stereotypical role. /1

I am boring in my enthusiasm to the extent I persist in telling people what many of them already know, but I am back with Baldwin tonight and if there is anyone out there who might be stirred to meet him or return to him I have to say again how beneficial I think that would be for so many reasons.

First recorded case of Imposterior Syndrome

Ah Frankie Sinatra Ah Frank Sinatra Frankie me boy, don't know? You have a goodly voice to sing calypso.

I used to have this album on two cassettes, and they are long gone. I made some half hearted attempts to find a way to download it, but mostly I just keep going back to YouTube because, for me, this is some of The Eternally Good Stuff. I welcome replies that are "you big dummy, here you go"

I am a SUNY grad and I have never stopped appreciating the education I got there, and the students I was lucky enough to be among while I was there. I am also only partially joking when I say going to SUNY Albany spared me from ever having to pretend to be interested in College Football.

Sorry Gregg - but also thank you for reminding me how much I loved Weird Al growing up. youtu.be/BvUZijEuNDQ?...

It's fun to be in the I N L A Billy Wright (loyalist) - Wikipedia share.google/26RpuxM3O9ST...

Coming up on a year since we lost Brendan. I met him in 1987, he was the kind of person I wish I could have been in so many ways. Knowing him changed me, losing him did too. "Slán abhaile, mo chara Agus go raibh maith agat. You made me better than I was And probably by a lot"

Sweatpant Pocket Lint (In My Vape Hole) (Extended Club Remix)

Tonight is a night for talking about culture, high and low, and I have been watching The Peacemaker on HBO. Leaving aside many, many other issues about it, I kind of love that I cannot figure out to what extent these guys think they are doing a bit, and whether it matters to them or anyone else.

I was convinced I had put this here before, but maybe not. Anyway, it is chill, it builds up very slowly, not everyone is going to give it ten minutes, and that is fine. But if you are in a certain place and ready to be taken to church, Keith will not let you down, because this is soul music.

David knows this already, and obviously every denomination has produced its strains of liberation movements, and absolutely fuck the institution of the Catholic Church, but some of us raised in that tradition still remember Bishop Óscar Arnulfo Romero y Galdámez & I just wanted to post this tune.

David's post gets at something fundamental: the ultra rich have no desire to live in a community. They have no desire to interact with people from different backgrounds, no desire to have a beer with the bus driver or the guy who works at the airport. They hate and fear us to varying degrees.

The fact that the U.S. could, at the start of the 2007 financial crisis, put a trillion dollars of Treasuries up at the window at a negative interest rate indexed to inflation and they sold out immediately is the only thing that saved us from a far worse outcome.

This makes me want a film noir version of LOTR with Lorre as you know who

Standing outside the bar tonight with a smoke and a very nice young man asked me, in Spanish, if he could take my picture. I appreciate the respect, flattered, but I apologized because I'm not comfortable with that. I never want to see my photo captioned un hombre tipico de nueva york on the web.

On the "all you Americans" chat again tonight and I know I'm a broken record, but ... fuck the government. I'm not the government. I'm not responsible for shit. I will rep new york until I die, and there are other places here I love. But I've got more to do with a lot of other places than I do 1/?

Nothing makes you feel more alive than that jolt of terrified adrenaline that courses through your body when you're out having a few drinks and you start patting your pockets for a phone you've left in the last place you were in. Thank fuck they still had it. I was a gazelle in the streets.

Sometimes a tune i love will demand attention, today it was this one. All the best to all of you.... "The wind is in from Africa / Last night, I couldn't sleep / You know it sure is hard to leave you Carey / but it's really not my home"

I meet a lot of guys who ain't shit and I am not responsible for them, most of them chose to be pricks at some point. I also meet some guys who know what it means to be men who truly love women, and no offense to my brothers but we all seem to have to learn our lessons the hard fucking way.

Had a good night with the family and my boy V who showed up late, because he manages tge local. He's early 30s, hot as fuck,soccer guy, got women all over him. I'm old AF but got a family i love. We both appreciate each other. He's one of the good ones as far as I can tell. Hope he finds it.

Guy I know and his girl were getting in my car. Guy says, "this is [Tim]. He's, like, the third coolest white guy I know." I have met one of the other two, however, and I am definitely second, if not first, just saying.

“He never sleeps, Tiny Tim. He is dancing, dancing. He says that he will never die.”

the Christmas posting will continue until morale improves

An adult with T1D can explain, at length, "I will literally die without insulin. My body does not make this hormone necessary to keep me alive. It is a death sentence if I do not have access to insulin" And the abled public will respond: have you tried think positive thoughts? Just change your diet

Peace to the Taylor Swift Dads & love is love. Personally, I too would do most anything for my kid whoever she liked. But I am immensely grateful that this year she wanted to see Fontaines D.C., LCD Soundsystem and Chalk with her old dad, and I did my part by not wearing cargo shorts.

Sing, goddess, the anger of the parking lot and its devastation, which put pains thousandfold upon that one girl (right?) hurled in her minidress to the pavement of Hades strong souls of heroes, but gave their bodies to the dirty concrete