"The various cracks in our vessel of self heal themselves as if we're endowed with certain formerly latent mutant powers, to be later enhanced by the introduction of adamantium throughout our fragile meat's less abstract framework.
We --
Okay, maybe not the adamantium.
Maybe the adamantium's a bit much to hope for.
But another year's gone by, and our knees are not what they used to be when we were younger and could run like deer, and it sure would be nice."
-- Wayne Alan Brenner, who happens to be a friend of mine.
My biweekly column at Another Mother Runner is live! This week, I try to not complain about weather and tell you something weird.
Locus magazine, for whom I write about science fiction, fantasy, and points in-between, is now putting selected review online. Mine are here. Feel free to share and enjoy.
And, yes, I really am a huge geek.
“This is the most patriotic thing I’ve ever done,” Schulz, 40, told me. “I’m just this lady, this mom. I literally woke up on Nov. 9 and thought, ‘What the hell, what am I going to do?’ But somebody told me once that the antidote to despair is action.”
-- The Women's March Was Just the Beginning by Christina Cauterucci for Slate.
"Last night, I made cinnamon rolls. I’m not a huge fan of cinnamon rolls, per se, but this recipe was included in Mario Batali’s sexual misconduct apology letter, and so I feel compelled to make them. Batali is not the first powerful man to request forgiveness for “inappropriate actions” towards his coworkers and employees. He is not the most high profile, and he is ostensibly not even the worst offender. But he is the only one who included a recipe.
And of course, the glaring question is why? Was his PR team drunk? Is life suddenly a really long, depressing SNL sketch? Do these cinnamon rolls somehow destroy the patriarchy? Does the icing advocate for equal pay?
I figure the only way to answer these questions is to make the damn rolls."
-- The Everywhereist. You really should read the whole thing.
"Michael Wolff’s new book Fire and Fury (President Postliterate Bestwords is waiting on either the audio book or for Kellyanne to organize tableaux vivants of the various chapters) is blowing Washington apart today, and the biggest rift is between Trumpism and Bannonism. I’ve written before about the inevitable, tragic dynamic of this brokeback bromance; Trump needs a mindless cheering section screaming hosannas no matter how often he stumbles toward the nuclear and political precipice. Bannon needs an avatar for his Alt-Reich national socialist—oh, sorry, I meant populist—fantasies."
-- Rick Wilson over at The Daily Beast on Bannon's ouster. It's a shame that we are all going to die in a nuclear hellscape because Wilson's work is deft and sly and I wouldn't mind reading more of it. Ah, well.