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I Knit Pussy Hats

Trump year 1

December 20, 2017 • by Heather Prescott

When I saw this call for submissions on Claire Potter's Facebook profile, I knew that since my nom de blog is Knitting Clio, I must write about knitting! Both my mother and grandmother knit and crochet, so I learned the craft at an early age. It got me through the long ...

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How I Survived 2017

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December 16, 2017 • by Noralee Frankel

On November 9, at two in the morning, I turned on the computer and saw that Clinton had lost the election. My whole body shook for hours, unlike anything I had ever experienced. In the following three days, I expressed my rage on Facebook and ultimately was unfriended by someone ...

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Getting Centered Since Last November 9

Trump year 1

December 15, 2017 • by Barbara Winslow

Since last year’s election catastrophe, I continue to struggle with coping. I have increased my contributions to organizations involving reproductive justice, immigrant rights, the environment, peace, racial justice, and progressive electoral politics. I attend demonstrations at least once a month and am involved in more grassroots community and neighborhood organizations. ...

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The Time of Trump in the Center of the World

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December 12, 2017 • by Reid Mitchell

I live in China. I've been here for about eight years. Yes, I used to have an academic career in the States, but then I decided to write full-time. Finding myself in need of a job, I wound up here in China, or, as I have learned to call it, Zhōngguó. And ...

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Swing Left

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December 10, 2017 • by Mete Egemen

I am originally from Turkey and I became a United States citizen in 2005. Since then, I have voted in all elections, primary, odd year, midterms and general. I am active with Swing Left PA-07. You might say I am bit of a political junkie. People ask me why I got ...

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Surviving Trump

Trump year 1

December 7, 2017 • by Arlene Stein

In my household, Donald Trump’s reign of error has ushered in a stream of daily conniptions. He did what? He said that? These days, Cynthia and I exchange gasps of horror as we read the morning paper over coffee. We’ve instituted Trump-free zones, such as the bedroom, where we have a mutual ...