Dr. James Hooks
@jameshooks.bsky.social
Alum of every app you hate. Including that one.
Dog dad. Birds fan. Robot in disguise.
The Bay + the Den. Views my own.
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Dog dad. Birds fan. Robot in disguise.
The Bay + the Den. Views my own.
jameshooks.com
tiltheday.com
Pinned
Kingsley. 18 years old. A gentlemanly collection of sweaters for a very gentlemanly pup.
Last night I had a dream.
I was writing letters. One for the people who have loved me without understanding me. One for the people who understood me and loved me anyway. And one—God help me—for the people who will swear they loved me most after the damage is done.
Then, I went for a walk…
I was writing letters. One for the people who have loved me without understanding me. One for the people who understood me and loved me anyway. And one—God help me—for the people who will swear they loved me most after the damage is done.
Then, I went for a walk…
If I Turn Around, Just Sky
Last night I had a dream.
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November 16, 2025 at 4:36 PM
Last night I had a dream.
I was writing letters. One for the people who have loved me without understanding me. One for the people who understood me and loved me anyway. And one—God help me—for the people who will swear they loved me most after the damage is done.
Then, I went for a walk…
I was writing letters. One for the people who have loved me without understanding me. One for the people who understood me and loved me anyway. And one—God help me—for the people who will swear they loved me most after the damage is done.
Then, I went for a walk…
Bobby Drake should really consider changing his superhero name
October 18, 2025 at 2:43 AM
Bobby Drake should really consider changing his superhero name
What they’ve done to San Francisco:
September 30, 2025 at 11:49 PM
What they’ve done to San Francisco:
If peace is a house, then false forgiveness is drywall hung over a load-bearing lie. Real peace must be weight-bearing: it must hold the past and the future at once.
Peace is Not Forgiveness
Peace is Not Forgiveness [Foundation] Naming the False Peace They called it peace when they left his body swinging, when the crowd took home a piece of his shirt as a relic. They called it peace when ...
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September 27, 2025 at 6:49 PM
If peace is a house, then false forgiveness is drywall hung over a load-bearing lie. Real peace must be weight-bearing: it must hold the past and the future at once.
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In a moment like this, when tensions are high, part of the job of the president is to remind us of the ties that bind us together.
September 20, 2025 at 3:20 PM
In a moment like this, when tensions are high, part of the job of the president is to remind us of the ties that bind us together.
Hello. Goodbye.
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The plane lands as if it knows. Metal shrieks. Tires bite. The body jolts forward against the belt. Arrival is always a kind of violence.
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September 1, 2025 at 12:31 PM
Hello. Goodbye.
Acceptance, I’ve learned, is not a single act but a practice. It is the decision, each morning, to sit with the ache and not demand it vanish. It is allowing myself to laugh again without guilt. It is returning to the ocean and knowing the tide will carry both my grief and my joy. Both belong.
The Long Drive
I found a piece of myself at the beach. It was not something I had lost, but something that had been waiting — patient as tide, eternal as sky. Growing up by the ocean meant learning to measure time…
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August 17, 2025 at 11:40 PM
Acceptance, I’ve learned, is not a single act but a practice. It is the decision, each morning, to sit with the ache and not demand it vanish. It is allowing myself to laugh again without guilt. It is returning to the ocean and knowing the tide will carry both my grief and my joy. Both belong.
Greed is the air we breathe, a currency of hunger coded into the genome of the American myth. Somewhere between the gated community and the mass grave, we learned to mistake consumption for character and inheritance for love.
Ashes, Greed, and the Ghost of Lies
We live in a country that no longer whispers about its greed; it shouts it through dividend declarations and war machines. It moans through boardroom ceilings and screams beneath stock tickers. It is…
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July 30, 2025 at 11:47 AM
Greed is the air we breathe, a currency of hunger coded into the genome of the American myth. Somewhere between the gated community and the mass grave, we learned to mistake consumption for character and inheritance for love.
The light didn’t follow me down.
It never does, when the truth is what you’re chasing.
It never does, when the truth is what you’re chasing.
The Cellar Beneath the Chapel
There is a house that doesn’t creak.
Not when the wind howls.
Not when the bones beneath it shift.
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July 25, 2025 at 2:47 AM
The light didn’t follow me down.
It never does, when the truth is what you’re chasing.
It never does, when the truth is what you’re chasing.
We lost a brother.
Brother from Another
Not just any man, not just any actor. We lost our brother. From the living room, from the Thursday night laughs, from the pages of our childhoods folded between homework and hope. Malcolm-Jamal…
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July 22, 2025 at 3:49 AM
We lost a brother.
My Fantastic Four.
July 21, 2025 at 6:12 AM
My Fantastic Four.
Put an adjective before X-Men, then come up with a roster.
*The Blasphemous X-Men*
Scarlet Witch
Moon Knight
Doctor Manhattan
Spawn
Optimus Prime
Elmo
Tilda Swinton
A hermit crab in a glass shell
*The Blasphemous X-Men*
Scarlet Witch
Moon Knight
Doctor Manhattan
Spawn
Optimus Prime
Elmo
Tilda Swinton
A hermit crab in a glass shell
Put an adjective before X-Men, then come up with a roster.
*Vindictive X-Men*
Shinobi Shaw
Havok
Archangel
Madelyne Pryor
Sabretooth
Callisto
Whirlwind
*Vindictive X-Men*
Shinobi Shaw
Havok
Archangel
Madelyne Pryor
Sabretooth
Callisto
Whirlwind
Put an adjective before X-Men, then come up with a roster.
The Covert X-Men
Psylocke (Kwannon)
Fantomex
Frenzy
Forge
Sage
Warpath
Shadowcat
Wolverine
The Covert X-Men
Psylocke (Kwannon)
Fantomex
Frenzy
Forge
Sage
Warpath
Shadowcat
Wolverine
July 16, 2025 at 3:14 AM
Put an adjective before X-Men, then come up with a roster.
*The Blasphemous X-Men*
Scarlet Witch
Moon Knight
Doctor Manhattan
Spawn
Optimus Prime
Elmo
Tilda Swinton
A hermit crab in a glass shell
*The Blasphemous X-Men*
Scarlet Witch
Moon Knight
Doctor Manhattan
Spawn
Optimus Prime
Elmo
Tilda Swinton
A hermit crab in a glass shell
#Superman. The original outsider. Not born here. Not quite one of us. He could pass, yes, but only by hiding his whole self.
He’s not a fantasy of invulnerability; he’s a love letter to the marginalized. A myth of belonging written by those who knew what it meant to be cast out.
He’s not a fantasy of invulnerability; he’s a love letter to the marginalized. A myth of belonging written by those who knew what it meant to be cast out.
Lessons of Love from the Man of Steel
I learned to read on a red cape.
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July 13, 2025 at 2:30 AM
#Superman. The original outsider. Not born here. Not quite one of us. He could pass, yes, but only by hiding his whole self.
He’s not a fantasy of invulnerability; he’s a love letter to the marginalized. A myth of belonging written by those who knew what it meant to be cast out.
He’s not a fantasy of invulnerability; he’s a love letter to the marginalized. A myth of belonging written by those who knew what it meant to be cast out.
This is a country that claims to be built on the principle that all are created equal, endowed with certain unalienable rights. In practice, we’ve created a system where life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness are available only to those who can afford the pursuit’s map; a $200 AI-powered map.
The Missing Floor
In 1933, America was broken. A nation bent over its own undoing; fractured by greed, undone by its excess, and left breathless by the Great Depression. The economy had collapsed violently, like an…
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July 11, 2025 at 4:50 AM
This is a country that claims to be built on the principle that all are created equal, endowed with certain unalienable rights. In practice, we’ve created a system where life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness are available only to those who can afford the pursuit’s map; a $200 AI-powered map.
Being Black, I would come to learn, meant being pre-written.
Before I ever opened my mouth, they had already filled in my dialogue.
Before I ever walked into a room, they’d planned the exits.
Before I ever made a mistake, they had built the gallows.
Before I ever opened my mouth, they had already filled in my dialogue.
Before I ever walked into a room, they’d planned the exits.
Before I ever made a mistake, they had built the gallows.
The Cost of Breath
I was eight. Maybe nine. My father had gone to work before the sun cracked open the sky. My mother had just returned from a trip to the plant store, a place she always enjoyed taking me but I…
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July 8, 2025 at 3:45 AM
Being Black, I would come to learn, meant being pre-written.
Before I ever opened my mouth, they had already filled in my dialogue.
Before I ever walked into a room, they’d planned the exits.
Before I ever made a mistake, they had built the gallows.
Before I ever opened my mouth, they had already filled in my dialogue.
Before I ever walked into a room, they’d planned the exits.
Before I ever made a mistake, they had built the gallows.
Reposted by Dr. James Hooks
![dril tweet that originally said
(accidentaly fires entire ar15 magazine into my foot & leg with 100% accuracy rate) alright. thats fine. heres what i think happened, [1/82]
now edited to read
(am very racist in the newspaper adn everyone notices and gets
mad at me ) alright. thats fine. heres what i think happened, [1/82]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:c23ebk76cyagxpocpr3zfvpe/bafkreihmdtzx5rmg3vkl6aoospykvdyjghyhwkarduclpagr7ltancqa34@jpeg)
$3.3 trillion added to the national debt while slashing critical benefits for millions of working-class Americans.
All while bringing the budget for ICE to triple the annual budget for the Marine Corps.
“America First.”
All while bringing the budget for ICE to triple the annual budget for the Marine Corps.
“America First.”
Billionaire tax cuts are a policy choice.
Cutting healthcare for millions is a policy choice.
Cutting food assistance for children is a policy choice.
Taking from the poor and giving to the rich is a policy choice.
Make no mistake: Trump and the GOP just chose to do this.
Cutting healthcare for millions is a policy choice.
Cutting food assistance for children is a policy choice.
Taking from the poor and giving to the rich is a policy choice.
Make no mistake: Trump and the GOP just chose to do this.
July 3, 2025 at 7:30 PM
$3.3 trillion added to the national debt while slashing critical benefits for millions of working-class Americans.
All while bringing the budget for ICE to triple the annual budget for the Marine Corps.
“America First.”
All while bringing the budget for ICE to triple the annual budget for the Marine Corps.
“America First.”
The machinery of white supremacy does not always need Trump. It just needs justices. And now it has six. #America
Every Four Years, I Become Human Again
In Algiers, 1954, a young boy watched from the shadow of a crumbling mosque as French soldiers kicked in his uncle’s teeth. He had no weapon. No flag. Just a name they could not pronounce and a face…
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June 28, 2025 at 2:24 AM
The machinery of white supremacy does not always need Trump. It just needs justices. And now it has six. #America
Dad was always a builder. He could assemble a car engine as easily as he replaced the roof of our family home when I was twelve. I wasn’t surprised by the craftsmanship of the bookcase; the decades-old wood, the pencil outlines still visible on the shelves.
What surprised me was the book.
What surprised me was the book.
AI and the Books My Father Left Behind
I found James Brulé’s Artificial Intelligence: Theory, Logic and Application in a makeshift bookcase my dad built, wedged between a worn copy of Electronic Circuit Design and a technical manual for a…
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June 23, 2025 at 1:16 AM
Dad was always a builder. He could assemble a car engine as easily as he replaced the roof of our family home when I was twelve. I wasn’t surprised by the craftsmanship of the bookcase; the decades-old wood, the pencil outlines still visible on the shelves.
What surprised me was the book.
What surprised me was the book.
Reposted by Dr. James Hooks
