Afternoon Snack

Happy day after President’s Day! Does anyone know what a president is? No? Okay, moving on…


THIS JUST IN: Congratulations to the Kickstarter union, which has only hours ago been recognized by the National Labor Relations Board! Let’s gooooo!!!!!


The first few weeks of the year have already been full of high-quality longreads, like this one in the New Inquiry on inadequate healthcare for people with IUDs.


Last Friday some among celebrated a different fake holiday, while others abstained. If you’ve still got a bit of the lovebug blues, AND YOU’RE GAY, Pome pal Jazzlyn Stone has prepared a “Games for Gaymers” treat for you over at Sartorial Geek.


Last week we shared news that bovine fecal dust was choking out West Texans, and this week we have the dubious privilege of sharing that six of the nation’s largest benzene-polluting factories are housed on the Texas Gulf Coast, elevating cancer rates of the working class communities nearby. (PS, support the Texas Observer, who are doing some of the best reporting on large-scale issues affecting Texas.)


As many of you may know, Texas is also home to one of the largest fan bases for true crime content, so this McSweeney’s is a bit of a self-own: BABY-SITTERS CLUB CHARACTERS, RANKED IN ORDER OF HOW LIKELY THEY ARE TO START A TRUE CRIME PODCAST THAT PREYS ON WHITE WOMEN’S FEARS AND PROPS UP THE PRISON INDUSTRIAL COMPLEX.


Our northern neighbors are producing Pawakan Macbeth, an incredible-sounding adaptation of the Elizabeth play that translates the Bard into a uniquely indigenous work, using Plains Cree history and storytelling touchstones.


Carry on with the rest of your week, folks! We’ll just be over here.

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Xenomorph from the 1979 film Alien
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Finding My Monsters

My fascination began with the 1979 film Alien. I was six when my parents let me watch it with them one night. The idea of an alien monster, called the Xenomorph in the movie, lurking in the vents of a spaceship was terrifying and invigorating. I wanted to know the Xenomorph’s motives. Why was the crew scared of it? Rewatching the movie as a pre-teen filled in the blanks. The crew feared the unknown, and this alien monster, for me, represented the misunderstood. I associated this monster with how I saw my body: strange, grotesque, and unnatural. It took me until my thirties to confront and reclaim my monsters.

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Afternoon Snack

If you’re still sleepy from the long weekend, we hope this sampling of links will perk you up, with no side effects! Our favorite discovery

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Roadtrip Snacks!

It’s a big national holiday in the US this week, and whether you’re driving across the state, across the street, or simply taking a mental vacation, we’ve got a little treat for you.

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