When the National Post feels the need to correct its readers and explain that residential schools were just that bad, those schools were pretty goddamn bad. Might not have gone with “dark legacy,” tho.
This (condensed) piece, The Impossibility of the Good Black Mother, was the highlight of a recent essay collection which I enjoyed a lot more than I thought I would, considering I hate all articles about parenting except yours.
Back in China, watching her words.
I am not going to read this article about how Elementary is better than Sherlock (for this case to be made, I assume that Elementary must feature a nude Rupert Graves listening to you talk about your day), but I am allowing you to, if you want, in order to show that I am an openminded person who thinks people should be permitted to be wrong on the internet.
Canada is a nightmare hellscape of cold right now. I am wearing everything I own. We are grinding wheat in a coffee mill like in Laura Ingalls. We literally cannot make it out the lane most days. We’ll eat the elderly first. Mallory said “go see Frozen!” as though we have movie theaters when it’s this cold, instead of just sitting around watching each other’s extremities gradually turn purple.
Oh, and I’m reading Joe Hill’s NOS4A2, which is excellent and v.v. scary, and would have been published regardless of who Joe’s dad is, but I do suspect they might have made him come up with a different title if he was just some rando.
Amiri Baraka’s Newark legacy.
Are you in London? I would go!
Don’t…you know what? It’s probably not going to come up, anyway.
You can use this comment thread to talk further about Rupert Graves as Greg Lestrade, and any intense feelings you might be developing for him as a generous, kind lover who would give you bad but well-meaning birthday presents. Are Nicole and Greg endgame? What does that mean for alternate timeline Sherlock? Watch this space for more.
