(Just a small noticing. Posting it only because it briefly caught my attention—something a little different from the usual noise.) Sometimes when scrolling through smaller corners of the internet—local groups, quieter platforms—I come across things that stay with me longer than expected. There's one account…
Some things collapse all at once. Others drift there slowly, while no one is looking. This is a memory of the drift — and a refusal to pretend we didn't see it. I was born in the late 1980s, just far enough back to remember a different country. Not…
It happened again. This time it was a two-year-old girl, an American by birth, carried off to a place she had never chosen, by a system that doesn't even pretend to recognize her anymore. No trial. No hearing. No real process at all. They bundled her up alongside…
I spent most of the day pacing. Sometimes you get hit with a piece of news so wrong it feels like it lands in your chest instead of your head. Judge Hannah Dugan was arrested this week. Two felony charges: obstruction of a U.S. agency and harboring an undocumented…
I spent a lot of time watching the collapse happen in slow motion — first from the sidelines, then from within places that felt more like battlefields than communities. Facebook. News feeds. Group chats that drifted into something colder — more aggressive, detached from reality, saturated with propaganda. Watching people I cared…