The moles we whacked are coming back, Jack.
Of all elaborate plans, the end
Who has it, who needs it
My heart is human, my blood is boiling, my brain I.B.M.
Some thoughts on the targeting choices of far right extremists
The last issue of the newsletter broke in-groups and out-groups into subdivisions, with an initial look at whether each of these subsets is a potential…
What changes when the extremists have all the agency
The 1960s ushered in a new era for Black dystopian authors
An early Black dystopian author turns his razor-sharp wit on American attitudes toward race
The man in the back said "everyone attack"
1969: A big year for race war novels
In which I rant, and I write about dystopia