This Wednesday, March 8, organizers have called for a united action to bring attention to the value of women—our unrecognized labor, our creative contributions and our hard-earned, 79-cents-to-every-one-a man-earns-dollars—by way of our absence.
The (Civil) Society Column
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Who’s your Buddy?
While I’m sure there were plenty of people who earnestly thought they’d get actual answers to their concerns about healthcare and POTUS’ taxes, many appeared to be there to specifically protest Carter’s well-documented views on the environment, border control and reproductive choice.
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Alternative facts vs. a more complete reality
There’s a lot of talk about capital-T Truth lately, though it seems like facts aren’t necessarily as important as gaining control of the narrative. And the way to do that is to, well, narrate.
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Fair housing’s fearful fate?
The drama in D.C. brought plenty of reason to drive the civically-minded to drink this week, from the bought-and-paid confirmation of Betsy DeVos to Gestapo-like ICE round-ups to the attempted […]
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Local tradition, sounds fishy. Shad!
‘The shad are running, the shad are running!’ has been a ubiquitous spring cry since America’s founding days, and its abundance during February and March in the Savannah, Ogeechee and Altamaha rivers have fed many a grateful generation around these parts.
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A Short Field Guide to Sustainable Resistance
WHEW, what a week. B-bye, affordable health insurance. Zip it, National Park Service. Suck it, Standing Rock. Funding for the arts and humanities, flushed. Endangered Species Act, poached. Muslim ban, […]
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March on and on and on
WE DID IT, y’all. We made history—or herstory, as it were. Collectively, Saturday’s marches have added up to the largest demonstration for the rights of women and the people who […]
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The urge to purge
I started with the attic on the third day of January, throwing broken suitcases and empty computer boxes down the stairway while howling like a banshee. The dog cowered as I carted ten trash bags to the lane, for once in my life piling garbage up so high I had to call 311 for a special pick-up, landfills be damned.
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Jerome Meadows goes small
After an international career of installing massive sculptures in public spaces, he’s displaying an exhibition of works small enough to fit in your living room.
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The end of the world with Jane
MAYBE IT wasn’t the best idea to go looking for comfort on the darkest day of a very dark year from another misanthrope. “It’s cold and miserable and I want […]
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The joy of giving
The lovely folks of the charity collective Joined in Giving definitely aren’t looking for any glory, but I don’t think they’ll be docked points on the virtue scale if I tell you about them.
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A tale of two cities, continued…
As I climbed up and down the Stone Stairs of Death and kicked around the cobblestones this week, Savannah’s polarities have never seemed starker.