In which I lament my inability to write like I want to or feel like I should.
In which I write a review about Hobbs & Shaw that is less a review and more a commentary on fuckery
Honestly, it’s in the title.
I have some unpopular / controversial thoughts about Q
On how ‘Siempre Bruja’ got me fucked up
It dawned on me a while ago that I default to she/her pronouns for myself but I’ve never actually had any feelings about it one way or the other. I don’t have any emotional connection to being female.
I lie out loud, in public, about maintaining this blog
Ain’t none of us got “free thought” by which I mean none of us are free of influence. (…)
In which I introduce myself and this blog for the upteenth time.