Guest Columnists

Guest Columnist #71 - Nick Matthes

    Getting away is always nice, but after 2.5 months in the desert, it is good to be back in Wisconsin. I spent 11 weeks in the placid, picturesque desert of the Navajo reservation in Northern Arizona. On the Greyhound ride back up north, the 2-day barrage of billboards was a screaming reemergence into euro-american society who’s absence of (yet subtle reminders) was greatly needed.

Guest Columnist #72 - Crimethinc.

A Genealogy of Force
courtesy of the CrimethInc. Workers’ Collective

    In the beginning, harmony: tribes of human beings live as one, gathering and eating and playing and sleeping and singing and making love and telling stories together. And, occasionally, discord: an argument breaks out, strong words are exchanged, a blow is struck.

Guest Columnist #71 - Nick Matthes

    Getting away is always nice, but after 2.5 months in the desert, it is good to be back in Wisconsin. I spent 11 weeks in the placid, picturesque desert of the Navajo reservation in Northern Arizona. On the Greyhound ride back up north, the 2-day barrage of billboards was a screaming reemergence into euro-american society who’s absence of (yet subtle reminders) was greatly needed.

Guest Columnist #71 - Emily writes about Sera

    I’m sitting on a white sandy beach, next to a Tea Tree-brown tinted river, looking out over the crashing waves of the Antarctic ocean.  And I cant stop thinking about Sera.
I was in Australia when I found out she was dead.  And I’m still here.

Guest Columnist #71 - Dalia

    New Orleans in January was a hot, sweet dream, a tangled maze of alleys and bars, slow tugboats on the Mississippi. Elevated cemeteries, the graves raised to avoid the swampy earth.  My days were blurring into one another in a pleasant wash of sweat and beer, late nights and pool hall Laundromats, slow lazy sex for hours, forever, in a little yellow apartment with the radio on.  January! I couldn’t believe it, the backyard was such a humid green jungle of vines and trash, I wore just a tee shirt more days than not.

Guest Columnist #69 - Zanne

    A lot of us have very valid reasons to be concerned with how our food is grown, what we eat, or choose to put in or on our bodies.  Recently I have become thoroughly stunned at how little people pay attention and give thought to how that food is cooked.  If you enjoy your organic, dairy free, vegetable filled burrito wraps with a healthy dose of radiation, I suppose this column won’t distress you too terribly much.

Guest Columnist #69 - Michelle Inattic

    Those billboards, they mocked me. Stood for everything I am against, and it was driving me crazy. Every time I passed them I became infuriated, I cursed in Quebeque French, and explained to my friends there, using English with broken German, just exactly how fucked up they are. Explain exactly what they were saying, and why it bothered me so. The Americans understood me, but some of the Germans kept looking closer, thinking; "who is this crazy, passionate, person, and why are they so bother about an advertisement
for an auto?"

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