...suggested that there were so many different Holy Prepuces because it could, like the fish and loaves, multiply to feed hungry pilgrims. In the official liturgy, the foreskin performed wonders...
...feed item and broadcast want you to forget about the life and activity teeming there. Euro-America largely knows Iran through the prism of repression, embargoes, war, isolation. No surprise in...
...voice is one I look forward to seeing pop up in my blog feed. She's also written for The Closet Feminist, Lacquerheads of Oz, and The Peach. When I learned...
...humbugged humanity find a decent place to feed? Echo answered, "In the eating-houses." We resolved to try it, and the result is glorious. We have achieved a victory, sir, an...
...sociability. To feed myself, I would taxi to a "Western" hotel where they served a prix fixe menu during the day. The restaurant manager and wait staff took pity on...
...the other hand, the decision about whether or not to treat someone’s twitter feed as fair game is more complicated, something that cannot so easily be incorporated into self-righteous assertions...
...to ye olde internet. It's a Twitter feed for your face! Disability visibility: An intriguing trio of academic papers focusing on appearance and disability: prosthetics as accessories; acceptance and rejection...
...have forgotten how to feed themselves. Malcolm Harris’s review treats the novel as a parable of how capitalist intermediation of the social process of feeding one another has broken the...
...Mellon University’s Silicon Valley branch campus in which he spoke of a coming “digital dark age.” This sound bite was subsequently picked up by the BBC and made the rounds...
...hide, protect, and feed those risking detention and/or deportation. Meet with people in the flesh and write things down on paper. Organize solidarity hours and organize trainings for bystander intervention/de-escalation...
...also able to stay behind and keep watching through a video feed. There’s a poetic sort of stress about where to go for the authentic experience. Early on, I was...
...and feed her. Then, with the boy properly swathed in backcloth, she carried him home and presented him to Luzze. Oh, the celebrations. The jubilation. They went on for weeks...
...so happens we decide that seeking them from “legitimate” authorities is normative. It’s as though the psychics were providing a live feed, a form of surveillance. Traversing such long...