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watching Olympics curling videos on YouTube with the sound off because I don't want anyone to explain the rules to me, it's perfectly surreal

YouTube video by Jake Twigden Mock The Week Series 1 Episode 1 (2026 TLC UK)

Mock the Week is back!!! Now to find out how many of the jokes go over my head since I don't follow UK politics as closely as I used to... www.youtube.com/watch?v=S7Wf...

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Cold not as deep as predicted due to a lid of cloud, which eases open in the east—just enough for the sun to flood the western ridge with light. The warble of a house finch.

As If Haunted by the Terror, the Chatbot Says It Has No Description for the Woro Massacre by Ridwan Fasasi - Rattle: Poetry But the bullets in their forehead, lethal, looked as if they had conquered the living.

holy hell rattle.com/as-if-haunte...

Trimming the fat I am preparing an extraordinary rope call the thin letters in my alphabet to a pretty position with my I

nevertheless did manage to finish two erasures. here's the second: www.vianegativa.us/2026/02/trim...

nothing beats lemon & honey for sure. Nyquil uses an anthistamine as well as the alcohol to induce sleepiness and it feels more than a little wrong to use it, I must admit. I envy your toughness!

thanks! Do you have Nyquil over there? genius product: knocks out enough of the cold symptoms to allow sleep, whilst kicking in enough alcohol to make sure you do. I am just so thrilled not to be sleep-deprived the way i was yesterday, I almost don't mind being sick

coined by Rep. Ro Khanna

Donate to Alberto Castañeda Mondragón, organized by Andy D All funds go to Alberto Castañeda Mondragón. Recent news coverage here and here. Below is a transla… Andy D needs your support for Alberto Castañeda Mondragón

He has a GoFundMe here:

My name is Alberto Castañeda Mondragón....I entered the United States legally with a work visa and have worked ever since. I never had any issues with law enforcement, until last month, when ICE crushed my skull.

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trying to write poetry with a head cold is surprisingly difficult. i think it might have something to do with the loss of taste and smell. words and phrases seem arbitrary, interchangeably bland

YouTube video by DonHenleyVEVO Don Henley - All She Wants To Do Is Dance (Official Music Video)

Wow. I never realized, until watching the old MTV video just now, the extent to which Don Henly's "All She Wants to Do is Dance" functions as counterrevolutionary, imperialist propaganda dressed up as rebellion www.youtube.com/watch?v=eud5...

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Bright and bitter cold, with a wind obsessively rearranging the snow. A ragged oak leaf comes tumbling out of the woods and skitters up the road, following a stripe of sunlight.

The mighty po' boy. The sando of the resistance ✊🏽

AIPAC Coordinates Donors in Illinois House Primaries - The American Prospect Three Democratic candidates are benefiting from dark-money super PACs, and they share hundreds of donors who have previously given to AIPAC and its subsidiaries.

NEWS: Three Illinois Democratic congressional candidates being boosted by dark-money Super PAC ads that are shells for AIPAC also share 100s of donors who previously funded AIPAC. Many donations were sent to the same candidates for the same amounts on the same day.
From @ryangrim.bsky.social and me.

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A heavy, gray sky that from time to time emits a shimmer of fine precipitation. Woodpeckers' rhythms turn irregular as they move from their drumming trees to their dining trees. A bit of highway noise for the first time in a week.

i'm feeling personally attacked lol

End of the New START Treaty: Major Powers Evade Control Over Their Nuclear Weapons ​The civilian population and their political representatives must finally wake up and take joint action to persuade those responsible in the ruling political establishment to change course in the interests of humanity.

Nothing now stands in the way of unrestrained further nuclear armament. This makes the world even more unsafe. How crazy do you have to be to take this risk?

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Cold and still. When my furnace rumbles to a stop, the only sound is a distant titmouse. A sneeze gathers in my sinuses: my explosive homage to the rising sun.

a creation myth I could get behind

In ICE’s War, the Public Is Winning After stockpiling 35,000 weapons in Minneapolis, ICE suddenly withdraws

🚨 Munitions inventory leaked to me shows Border Patrol is stockpiling over 35,000 weapons in Minneapolis for crowd control.

Full inventory here:
www.kenklippenstein.com/p/in-ices-wa...

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Cold and still as the last few yellow-bellied clouds sail off. A fast raven chase goes over, trailing metallic shrieks. The sun clears the ridge and all the trees don their blue shadows.

Today the House is voting on funding for ICE.

This rogue agency should not receive a single penny. It should be abolished and prosecuted.

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A slow snowfall that never quite quits as I sit enjoying the balmy temperature—just seven degrees below freezing!—and the continuing, slow-motion courtship of the squirrels.

Poetry Blog Digest 2026, Week 5 A personal selection of posts from the Poetry Blogging Network and beyond.

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Poetry Blog Digest 2026, Week 5 A personal selection of posts from the Poetry Blogging Network and beyond.

This week in the poetry blogs with @alinaetc.bsky.social @robmclennan.bsky.social @emmalee1.bsky.social @wendypratt.bsky.social @pearlpoet.bsky.social @robin-gow-poet.bsky.social @victoriamoul.bsky.social @suefinch.bsky.social @myheadtheforest.bsky.social
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Three or four slow-moving squirrels crowd onto the big tulip tree. But there's a loner 50 feet away, diving repeatedly into the snow as if unable to locate a buried nut. After a while, he retreats into the canopy to eat black birch seeds.

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Cold and mostly gray. A gray squirrel at the end of the porch tries and fails to muster the courage to walk past me, approaching, retreating, studying me like the weather.

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Wind hissing in the pines. A titmouse's monotonous call. The distant tone cluster of a train horn. A white-breasted nuthatch pipes up.

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Quiet except for the wingbeats of a raven. When the icy breeze dies, my breath begins to freeze to my glasses. Sun-sparkles in the snow fall victim to a bank of clouds.

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The deep cold continues, with a fresh dusting of snow on the porch and high, thin clouds that sap the sun of its blaze. A bitter wind slips in under my coat.