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Go Sammy go!
February 3, 2026 at 1:32 PM
hrjaffe.bsky.social
Sophie Widdel, maybe? In a horrifying sort of way?
January 29, 2026 at 4:58 PM
hrjaffe.bsky.social
Could you please share where you learned this? I was under the impression Schakowsky opposed KOSA (www.techpolicy.press/house-subcom...); it would be disappointing if she supported it after all.
US House Subcommittee Advances 18 Child Online Safety Bills
Some members expressed "fury" at the tech industry for not doing more to protect children and teens.
www.techpolicy.press
January 23, 2026 at 3:26 AM
hrjaffe.bsky.social
Ah, sorry! Just adjusted my settings, should work now.
January 8, 2026 at 2:53 AM
hrjaffe.bsky.social
Hi! Just the one reply I got from Julie Pendley, I'm afraid—happy to forward it if you like. I emailed her back asking if she could put me in touch with someone from Modern Newsstand, but no answer. Of course, feel free to DM!
January 8, 2026 at 2:48 AM
hrjaffe.bsky.social
This kind of happens in @thatguttershow.bsky.social! But with Buffett's soul transferred into a Big Mouth Billy Bass animatronic instead of into a baby. #spoilers
January 6, 2026 at 12:08 PM
hrjaffe.bsky.social
As far as I've been able to find, Professor Vermeule has not made any public pronouncements on the Trump administration sending immigrants, including legal residents, to actual detention centers and foreign prisons.
www.thecrimson.com/article/2020...
December 27, 2025 at 8:41 PM
hrjaffe.bsky.social
He's also the dad in the excellent Lisa Frankenstein! (Pretty much the same character, too)
November 30, 2025 at 5:57 PM
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now this is obvs gonna be v personal and youre ultimately gonna have to find your own shit but here are a select few trinkets from mine to get you started
Always falling into a hole, then saying ok, this is not your grave, get out of this hole,” getting out of the hole which is not the grave, falling into a hole again, saying “ok, this is also not your grave, get out of this hole,” getting out of that hole, falling into another one; sometimes falling into a hole within a hole, or many holes within holes, getting out of them one after the other, then falling again, saying “this is not your grave, get out of the hole”; sometimes being pushed, saying “you can not push me into this hole, it is not my grave,” and getting out defiantly, then falling into a hole again without any pushing; sometimes falling into a set of holes whose structures are predictable, ideological, and long dug, often falling into this set of structural and impersonal holes; sometimes falling into holes with other people, with other people, saying “this is not our mass grave, get out of this hole,” all together getting out of the hole together, hands and legs and arms and human ladders of each other to get out of the hole that is not the mass grave but that will only be gotten out of together; sometimes the willful-falling into a hole which is not the grave because it is easier than not falling into a hole really, but then once in it, realizing it is not the grave, getting out of the hole eventually; sometimes falling into a hole and languishing there for days, weeks, months, years, because while not the grave very difficult, still, to climb out of and you know after this hole there’s just another and another; sometimes surveying the landscape of holes and wishing for a high quality final hole; sometimes thinking of who has fallen into holes which are not graves but might be better if they were; sometimes too ardently contemplating the hole while trying to avoid the provisional ones; sometimes dutifully falling and getting out, with perfect fortitude saying look at the skill and spirit with which I rise from that which resembles the grave but isn’t Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew. It's the same when love comes to an end, or the marriage fails and people say they knew it was a mistake, that everybody said it would never work. That she was old enough to know better. But anything worth doing is worth doing badly. Like being there by that summer ocean on the other side of the island while love was fading out of her, the stars burning so extravagantly those nights that anyone could tell you they would never last. Every morning she was asleep in my bed like a visitation, the gentleness in her like antelope standing in the dawn mist. Each afternoon I watched her coming back through the hot stony field after swimming, the sea light behind her and the huge sky on the other side of that. Listened to her while we ate lunch. How can they say the marriage failed? Like the people who came back from Provence (when it was Provence) and said it was pretty but the food was greasy. I believe Icarus was not failing as he fell, but just coming to the end of his triumph. we have enough dead friends by lena oleanderson come over, the doors are open my flats a mess and so is my heart but the doors are always open. come over, i will make soup, probably from frozen, but the important thing is, we will both eat. you dont have to be dying but if you are or if you feel like you are or if livings been hard call me and i will show up. it doesnt have to be that bad it doesnt have to be bad at all but if it is please call. do you want me to do the groceries, do you want me to mop the floors, do you need to be held, you dont have to be dying to be held, if you want me to be there, i want to. im on the bathroom floor again, and breathing is hard, and eatings been hard, and sleeping. the worlds a laden thing rolling around on my chest lately. just being alive is heavy tonight but we have enough dead friends, come over
November 21, 2025 at 1:54 AM
hrjaffe.bsky.social
These are amazing! Completely different to what I pictured in my own head (except Liberty Balboa) but so vividly captured that they've altered my preconceptions--kudos!
November 14, 2025 at 8:20 PM
hrjaffe.bsky.social
You and @spherewolf.bsky.social are living the dream!
November 13, 2025 at 12:58 AM