Since November I've visited a dozen or so churches of varying denominations, trying to find one that doesn't smother newcomers but doesn't completely ignore us either. This... has not happened. substack.com/home/post/p-...
Since November I've visited a dozen or so churches of varying denominations, trying to find one that doesn't smother newcomers but doesn't completely ignore us either. This... has not happened. substack.com/home/post/p-...
Honestly I'm more insulted being called "prof" than being called dumb or dangerous. I'm a senior lecturer!
A question i've been thinking about a lot lately, and couldn't think of a better person than kaya to tackle it: what would repentance look like for trump supporters?
Thanks again for asking!
hell yeah
The only thing more Oakland than Alyssa Liu mouthing "that's what I'm fucking talking about" at the camera would be skating a routine to Mac Dre and ghostriding the whip in the Olympic Village parking lot.
Thanks @tylerhuckabee.bsky.social and @sojo.net for asking me to write about how the MAGA movement might learn something about repentance during Lent. sojo.net/articles/opi...
Very belatedly catching up with this news. Congrats!
Thanks, you too.
What I am saying is not that it is okay to fail, but that failure is going to happen and that your life still matters and still has meaning whether you published 75 essays this year or zero. Ultimately, your Guggenheim and your New York Times best sellers and your Substack checkmark and your CV and your lists of publications and your social media followers will not go with you into the grave. They will not offer any comfort in the chemo chair or in the dialysis clinic or in the surgical suite. What will matter is how you lived your life.
This essay from last year seemed to be helpful to quite a few people, so, here it is again. kayaoakes.substack.com/p/against-am...
Like I said, it's *very* raunchy!
"The age of gilded journalism was mostly smoke and mirrors, a magic show with no one behind the curtain."
@kayaoakes.bsky.social recommends books on the ghosts of media past:
www.commonwealmagazine.org/ghosts-media...
And I never had to think about RFK Jr in a sexual sorry I had to go vomit repeatedly
And the wigs are shit
The good thing is that the local progressive Christian community is pretty small, so chances are I know someone who knows someone there. But it's always intimidating starting all over again.
The thing is as a lefty Catholic with bad knees this was a worst case scenario moment for me
ye merrie olde japes
Yes in a Roman Catholic church this is only for trads. That's why I was confused!
This is going to wind up being the most controversial thing I've ever posted ๐.
I defer to the clergy on this but the vibe of this church was extremely high church and very snooty and snobby but also very gay? I don't know how else to describe it, sorry. Cradle papist here, we went folk mass in the seventies.
Thanks to the editors at @commonweal.bsky.social for asking me to be part of this year's Christmas Critics edition. This essay wound up being a Gen X anthem about the death of the gilded age of journalism. www.commonwealmagazine.org/ghosts-media...
When someone falls off the edge of an actuarial table, they had a good run.
Suppose the lack of fun salad ingredients makes it puritanical.
I really want to know about this Mainliner Salad, Puritan.
We try!
I teach at Berkeley but I don't have a PhD (it does happen occasionally!). Jim Martin doesn't either but think he has the typical Jesuit MDiv/MTS. Massimo def has a PhD. If PhD is required maybe Natalia Imperatori-Lee, Nicole Flores, or Anthea Butler (is Catholic but teaches history).
The worst part is I get a sentence or two into reading and thinking "wow maybe this book I wrote in 2018 will have a second life if people are just discovering it now!" and then... fuck.
Watching the results come in my thoughts were
1. great
2. great, now New Yorkers will be even more insufferable
I was trying to illustrate a concept about simple music being more annoying, and this is the most evil example.