Why Bernie’s Nelson Mandela Mic Drop Last Night Was Genius!

When Bernie quoted Nelson Mandela at the end of last night’s debate, he actually made one of the most subtle political chess moves I have ever seen.

A Socratic Dialogue with Cornel West, And Why The Left Needs to Be About Love!

Between the defeat of Jeremy Corbyn and the coup that ousted Evo Morales, I have been quite close to giving into hopelessness and despair. Then I got a belated Christmas gift. On Boxing Day, Cornel West made a visit our shared hometown of Sacramento to have a socratic dialogue. Cornel West is up their withContinue reading “A Socratic Dialogue with Cornel West, And Why The Left Needs to Be About Love!”

Iran, a poem 🇮🇷

Remember Persepolis? The little girl from Iran we read about as teenagers? Well, she’s a real person by the way, And so are the thousands in Iran set to die. Soliders and civilains both have the same color of blood, The same goes for Americans and Iranians. Be proud of being born on the dirtContinue reading “Iran, a poem 🇮🇷”

Surprised JK Rowling Is A Monster? Then You Didn’t Pay Attention to Harry Potter

Are you shocked, absolutely shocked, that JK Rowling would out herself so blatantly as a transphobic bigot? Don’t be. Rowling has never been on the side of the oppressed. She was one of the agents of smear against the integral Jeremy Corbyn, which helped the Tories sweep the latest general election, and she insisted thatContinue reading “Surprised JK Rowling Is A Monster? Then You Didn’t Pay Attention to Harry Potter”

Hundreds of lives a year

Hundreds of lives a year, No rest for the wicked they say. But what is so wicked about selling something to feed a baby? When you have nothing to sell but flesh or a high, Is that really your fault? Hundreds of lives a year, Thousands rotting in the cold Or drowning in the rain.Continue reading “Hundreds of lives a year”

Hundreds of lives a year

Hundreds of lives a year, No rest for the wicked they say. But what is so wicked about selling something to feed a baby? When you have nothing to sell but flesh or a high, Is that really your fault? Hundreds of lives a year, Thousands rotting in the cold Or drowning in the rain.Continue reading “Hundreds of lives a year”