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A Love Letter to Hillary

Even this Canadian misses listening to her and her intelligence.


Hillary Clinton, The White House, Washington DC, December 1993

Dear Hillary,

Tuesday morning, I was facing a longer than usual subway ride, so I thought: “Let’s see what’s the latest in Podcast World.” Scrolling through my subscriptions, I noticed a brand new episode of Pod Save America titled “Hillary Clinton.”

“Cool,” I thought. “The guys are going to talk about her new book. I wonder what they’ll have to say.”

And then….it wasn’t them talking ABOUT you. Dan, Tommy, and the Jons were talking WITH you.

You have no idea how happy I was to hear your voice and your marvelous, infectious, full body, from-the-belly, guffaw of a laugh.

I’ve missed you so.

The past 10 months have been hard. It feels like we’re invisible.

“We” who?

The millions of people who voted for you, believe in your message and your ability to Get Shit Done, support you with all our hearts, and love you still.

The media produces…

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Nintendo fans that scrambled to get the NES and SNES mini are getting some good news today. After last year’s short window for grabbing the NES Classic closed with many people never getting a chance to buy one, Nintendo is making new shipments for the console, starting in 2018.

The company also mentioned that it intends to release more SNES Classic consoles as well, citing that “fans have shown their unbridled enthusiasm for these Classic Edition systems, so Nintendo is working to put many more of them on store shelves.”

SNES Classics came with their own difficulties, as many scalpers set up bots to grab them as soon as they became available. Reggie Fils-Aime, president of Nintendo of America, earlier this week warned fans against “over-bidding” on auction sites, promising that Nintendo would dramatically increase production of the SNES Classic.

As of now, there’s no hard dates on either of…

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Very well said. This is definitely a book I will be purchasing.


DI7cLqfWsAAHuguNB:  While I’m happy to have discussions in my comments section, I’ve already deleted several comments that repeat Russian bot talking points and slurs that have long been discredited.  I’ll delete any others that appear.  There’s actual research about who voted for Clinton in the primaries and the general, what words she used most in her speeches, what policies she advocated, etc.  Your irrational hatred for Hillary Clinton simply demonstrates your unconscious sexism.  Please take it elsewhere.  Thanks in advance.

Hillary Clinton’s book, What Happened is due to be released September 12th, but some passages have already leaked.  One, in particular, has gotten a lot of press.  You can read it above.  Headlines such as “Clinton Blasts Sanders” make it sound as if she says terrible things about him.  Of course, any time a woman says anything less than adulatory about a man, she’s being a shrew and a bitch, she’s castrating him, she’s “blasting” him…

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a good giggle

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“We got evicted,” my mother said, hauling her suitcase through the front door.  My cousin, her sister-in-law, and my sister-in-law followed her in with their luggage. Evidently, evicted as well.  We were having a women-only reunion in Kelowna, B.C. at my cousin Leslie’s house. Half the crew was staying down the street at a Bed and Breakfast. Or rather they had been.

“This isn’t about that thing at the border?” I asked my mother quietly.

“No, love, we’d have been deported, not evicted,” my mother said. She patted my shoulder. “It’s fine.”

“What thing at the border?” Leslie asked.

I looked at my mother. She was unpacking her knitting. I lowered my voice, “We told the border guard that we weren’t leaving anything behind in Canada. Then my mom had an IBS attack and was forced to leave her underpants in the Canadian restroom. I’ve been concerned ever since.”

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it’s in the quiet times…

this is something I understand. As a single parent in the military I had to rely on my village (family) to help me raise my daughter. It was one of the hardest things I have done but in the end my little girl grew into a woman who was confident in who she is and that she is loved wholeheartedly.


I did something extreme this summer – something that has caused me a lot of grief, guilt and shame.

I know… what an intro.

My parents are taking care of my kid for the summer.

There, I said it.

I feel wrong just saying it.

There is so much to unpack here.


It started in the middle of June. I went to Vancouver for two weeks for two academic conferences and my Mom was watching my baby at my place in Saskatoon. And we chatted about it – and she agreed to watch Aerie for the summer up North. I’m still studying for my PhD (one day I will write more about this) and I am working hard on passing a big test that will determine whether or not I continue in academia in two freaking weeks. So much pressure, and on top of all this – blogging, photography, and…

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thoroughly enjoyed this. thank you for sharing


Here’s our new Poet Laureate, reading two poems:  the first, a poem that changed things for her and, the second, a poem of her own.  She also discusses the role of politics in poetry.

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It happened again the other day.  It keeps happening.  It really needs to stop happening.

A very intelligent man I know said, “Gee, I’ll never understand why white women voted for Trump over Clinton.”  He was referring the fact that :

[N]early twice as many white women without college degrees voted for Trump than for Hillary, and of college-educated white women Hillary won by only a narrow margin — 51 percent supported Hillary, compared to 45 percent who supported Trump.  Overall, 53 percent of white women voted for Trump, alongside 58 percent of white men who did so as well.

Every time someone questions this I just want to stop and say, “REALLY?  You really don’t understand that?  Gee, Patriarchy, how DOES that shit work?”  But smart people keep asking the question so I’m going to answer it.


OK.  Apparently, this will come as a shock to some of…

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Different Ways to Pray
~ Naomi Shihab Nye
There was the method of kneeling,
a fine method, if you lived in a country
where stones were smooth.
The women dreamed wistfully of bleached courtyards,
hidden corners where knee fit rock.
Their prayers were weathered rib bones,
small calcium words uttered in sequence,
as if this shedding of syllables could somehow
fuse them to the sky.
There were the men who had been shepherds so long
they walked like sheep.
Under the olive trees, they raised their arms—
Hear us! We have pain on earth!
We have so much pain there is no place to store it!
But the olives bobbed peacefully
in fragrant buckets of vinegar and thyme.
At night the men ate heartily, flat bread and white cheese,
and were happy in spite of the pain,
because there was also happiness.
Some prized the pilgrimage,
wrapping themselves in new…

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Since moving to the big city, much like Amanda in her last post, I’ve been experiencing some challenging transitions. Having this be my 4th move in one year and as a newcomer to the city, I definitely have my moments of longing to be back in a small community with all its laughter. Luckily, I have my amazing partner who continues to remind me that those things take time to build. One warming sense of community I feel like I always have, however, is our blog. ❤

When one of the Tea&Bannock members first posted that they were coming to Portland to be extras on Portlandia, I became super thrilled. I thought, not only was I going to meet another Tea&Bannock artist, but I was going to have some super rad Indigenous woman to roam the city with!

Already knowing that Joi was part of our blog made it super…

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I was never taught to think beyond what was necessary when preparing a meal. Never knew that you could keep peelings, bones, etc., to make soups, broths and other things that could make your meals taste better and be healthier. Sadly alot of information has been pushed to the side for convenience and we need to start paying attention.


I’ve been reading a Harriet Vane mystery set during WWII, when everyone in England was on short rations.  Their ability to use even vegetable peels (to flavor broth) inspires me.

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