Emily Morrison

How an errand for a 12-year-old immigrant in Minneapolis became an underground operation In Minnesota, there is an extensive network of community members who are volunteering en masse to help one another. NPR's Jasmine Garsd tells the story of one family who needed to run one errand…and h...

Affecting story about an immigrant girl in hiding in Minneapolis getting her period for the first time, not knowing what to do (and her dad not knowing what to do, either)

We found "the worst of the worst." It's ICE

When I moved to Minneapolis my favorite part of winter was people looking out for each other. Never valued that so much as I do now.

somebody put this to Yakety Sax

A Venn Diagram. One circle is labeled "Minneapolis" and the other is "Also Minneapolis" and the overlapping section says "FUCK ICE."

I spent a bunch of this evening picturing this Venn Diagram in my head. I feel like all my local peeps will understand.

So proud of Minneapolis right now and all the people rallying together for our neighbors. As always, ICE can go stick their tongues on a flagpole

Is there a way to unsubscribe from the "you've successfully unsubscribed" emails?

‘Tinted windows and out-of-state plates’: How ICE watchers look for agents in their neighborhoods Across the Twin Cities, ICE agents and activists are playing a high stakes cat-and-mouse game. The goal is to make their job as difficult as possible, and protect their immigrant neighbors.

Across the Twin Cities residents are volunteering to make ICE’s job in Minnesota as difficult as possible. ICE watchers say the ultimate goal is to prevent ICE agents from arresting, jailing and deporting their neighbors.

Minnesota, here's a sign to show your support for Somali neighbors. Share it, print it, pass it on.

**updated PDF link**

PDF here >> www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/s89ru...

Minnesota exceptionalism is the pride and excitement we feel when we learn the hot new killer fungi is from Minnesota.

Happy Doctor Who Day! River Song says "have a banana."

Oh to be a headline writer covering #sandwichguy

The Louvre Heist was the palate cleanser I did not know I needed

WORLD CHAMPIONS!

Canada won everyone's hearts. England won the silverware.

Women's sport won everything.

#redroses #rwc2025 #ENGCAN #CANvENG

There is no sport greater than women's rugby. Congrats #redroses!

81,885!!!!
What a crowd for a women’s World Cup final

2nd biggest crowd in any world cup rugby final...men and women!

That’s a massive middle finger to all those against women’s sport.

#RWC2025
#RedRoses
#RWC2025Final

I spotted a potential error on my property tax refund, and one voice in my head went "All those computers and brainy accountants couldn't possibly be wrong." The other voice went, "Newton's Principia had an error." So, we'll see...

My Brother in Spades, why are you bidding one when you have both the ace of diamonds and king of spades?

I cannot express what a weight off my mind it is to know that my home insurance includes coverage for volcanic eruptions.

Reaching the end of a very lengthy MRI prep questionnaire and suddenly fearful that maybe I DO have some unknown metal part floating around in my body.

Has anyone calculated the odds of a tornado happening at 1pm on the first Wednesday of a month?

What if some people suggested, "Hey, maybe we don't need such easy access to something designed exclusively to maim and kill." But the other people shouted back, "We have a right to poison! Hands off my chemical weapons!"

That would be really weird.

What if poison gas deaths became the number one killer of children in our country, and yet, we didn't question that? What if people at schools and churches and movie theaters and clubs and concerts were exposed to ricin and sarin gas and we shrugged?

And what if, as poison gas and the means to dispense it became more and more powerful, the protections for owning it and carrying it and using it became more and more entrenched?

What if people kept poison gas in their homes and proudly displayed their collections? "Look, here's my vintage WWI mustard gas," we'd say.

What if we then formed the National Poison Association, and had poison conventions and poison fairs, and stores that exclusively sold poison?

What if, for some reason, the Bill of Rights included the right to keep rat poison in our homes? Then, over the years we decided this meant that we were all entitled to have stockpiles of poison and, eventually, weapons grade poison gas on hand at all times.

Delightful!!

The Netherlands has more bikes than people.
New Zealand has more sheep than people.

We have more guns than people.

New historical evidence shows that Alexander Hamilton's last words to Aaron Burr were: "Ya done messed up A A Ron."