The Hopeful Heretic
@jennifercrow.bsky.social
Rules of Observation: Power thrives in silence—once you see the patterns, you can’t unsee them, and once you name them, you become dangerous.
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Are you a rebel at heart? A #hopeful heretic tired of the same old bullshit?
Follow if you're ready to:
🔥 Challenge hidden narratives
🔥 Reclaim your voice
🔥 Celebrate the rebels shaping the world
Let's make some noise. Let's break some rules. Let's rewrite the story.
✨Join me✨
Follow if you're ready to:
🔥 Challenge hidden narratives
🔥 Reclaim your voice
🔥 Celebrate the rebels shaping the world
Let's make some noise. Let's break some rules. Let's rewrite the story.
✨Join me✨
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Kirk’s ‘memorial’ getting a live coverage on The Guardian is a great example of how the right gets automatically framed as the default political movement to be ‘understood’ while the victims of that same movement never will never get the same amount of coverage
September 21, 2025 at 8:14 PM
Kirk’s ‘memorial’ getting a live coverage on The Guardian is a great example of how the right gets automatically framed as the default political movement to be ‘understood’ while the victims of that same movement never will never get the same amount of coverage
Is the Funeral on the Eclipse Just a Coincidence?
I can't stop thinking about this: a death during the eclipse, a funeral during the next. Eclipses done't just happen in the sky. They happen in politics, in culture, in the way we're told to worship the dead.
New essay: when grief becomes liturgy.
I can't stop thinking about this: a death during the eclipse, a funeral during the next. Eclipses done't just happen in the sky. They happen in politics, in culture, in the way we're told to worship the dead.
New essay: when grief becomes liturgy.
Is the Charlie Kirk Funeral on the Eclipse Just a Coincidence?
Why funerals in eclipse season read like scripture, not grief. Social theory as road map for understanding shadow and power.
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September 21, 2025 at 9:31 PM
Is the Funeral on the Eclipse Just a Coincidence?
I can't stop thinking about this: a death during the eclipse, a funeral during the next. Eclipses done't just happen in the sky. They happen in politics, in culture, in the way we're told to worship the dead.
New essay: when grief becomes liturgy.
I can't stop thinking about this: a death during the eclipse, a funeral during the next. Eclipses done't just happen in the sky. They happen in politics, in culture, in the way we're told to worship the dead.
New essay: when grief becomes liturgy.
Clap for me and my pathological demand avoidant soul.
I called for my refills.
Made an appointment for labs.
Made an appointment for HRT.
Sent in my receipts to be reimbursed for therapy.
Watered my plants.
Took a walk in the woods.
Made a Discord.
Launched a Patreon.
theHopefulHeretic
I called for my refills.
Made an appointment for labs.
Made an appointment for HRT.
Sent in my receipts to be reimbursed for therapy.
Watered my plants.
Took a walk in the woods.
Made a Discord.
Launched a Patreon.
theHopefulHeretic
September 17, 2025 at 8:31 PM
Clap for me and my pathological demand avoidant soul.
I called for my refills.
Made an appointment for labs.
Made an appointment for HRT.
Sent in my receipts to be reimbursed for therapy.
Watered my plants.
Took a walk in the woods.
Made a Discord.
Launched a Patreon.
theHopefulHeretic
I called for my refills.
Made an appointment for labs.
Made an appointment for HRT.
Sent in my receipts to be reimbursed for therapy.
Watered my plants.
Took a walk in the woods.
Made a Discord.
Launched a Patreon.
theHopefulHeretic
There wasn’t anything unusual about the night that it happened.
I switched off the TV as the outro music played
and the credits rolled on the late-night reruns of M*A*S*H.
I climbed into bed,
hoping this would be the night
I finally won my battle with insomnia
and found rest.
I switched off the TV as the outro music played
and the credits rolled on the late-night reruns of M*A*S*H.
I climbed into bed,
hoping this would be the night
I finally won my battle with insomnia
and found rest.
The Night She Stopped Being a Child
She was only 16. The world blinked. She didn't.
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September 17, 2025 at 2:12 PM
There wasn’t anything unusual about the night that it happened.
I switched off the TV as the outro music played
and the credits rolled on the late-night reruns of M*A*S*H.
I climbed into bed,
hoping this would be the night
I finally won my battle with insomnia
and found rest.
I switched off the TV as the outro music played
and the credits rolled on the late-night reruns of M*A*S*H.
I climbed into bed,
hoping this would be the night
I finally won my battle with insomnia
and found rest.
Wisdom from my diary on writing:
If you're letting go of 'my ideas don't matter,' then dreaming something into existence is exactly how you claim the opposite: "My ideas create worlds."
Now, go create my little honey bees. Your words matter.
If you're letting go of 'my ideas don't matter,' then dreaming something into existence is exactly how you claim the opposite: "My ideas create worlds."
Now, go create my little honey bees. Your words matter.
September 8, 2025 at 2:05 PM
Wisdom from my diary on writing:
If you're letting go of 'my ideas don't matter,' then dreaming something into existence is exactly how you claim the opposite: "My ideas create worlds."
Now, go create my little honey bees. Your words matter.
If you're letting go of 'my ideas don't matter,' then dreaming something into existence is exactly how you claim the opposite: "My ideas create worlds."
Now, go create my little honey bees. Your words matter.
What happened to our foremothers is still happening.
Writing, speaking, shouting, making art, making love, shedding shame and gathering covens is how we break the cycle.
Writing, speaking, shouting, making art, making love, shedding shame and gathering covens is how we break the cycle.
September 5, 2025 at 1:40 PM
What happened to our foremothers is still happening.
Writing, speaking, shouting, making art, making love, shedding shame and gathering covens is how we break the cycle.
Writing, speaking, shouting, making art, making love, shedding shame and gathering covens is how we break the cycle.
I’m a theologian who never plan to be one. Turns out helping women and queers recover their voices after religious trauma makes you one by default.
if your deconstructing, but still crave the sacred, you’re not broken. Your bridge between two worlds, and that’s exactly where the magic happens.
if your deconstructing, but still crave the sacred, you’re not broken. Your bridge between two worlds, and that’s exactly where the magic happens.
September 5, 2025 at 8:57 AM
I’m a theologian who never plan to be one. Turns out helping women and queers recover their voices after religious trauma makes you one by default.
if your deconstructing, but still crave the sacred, you’re not broken. Your bridge between two worlds, and that’s exactly where the magic happens.
if your deconstructing, but still crave the sacred, you’re not broken. Your bridge between two worlds, and that’s exactly where the magic happens.
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People living under fascism didn’t survive by giving up joy—they protected it.
They held onto the things fascism tried to erase: art, friendship, jokes, rituals, language, memory.
Not as escapism but as resistance. As proof they were still human.
Joy isn’t frivolous under fascism. It’s strategic.
They held onto the things fascism tried to erase: art, friendship, jokes, rituals, language, memory.
Not as escapism but as resistance. As proof they were still human.
Joy isn’t frivolous under fascism. It’s strategic.
July 4, 2025 at 5:01 AM
People living under fascism didn’t survive by giving up joy—they protected it.
They held onto the things fascism tried to erase: art, friendship, jokes, rituals, language, memory.
Not as escapism but as resistance. As proof they were still human.
Joy isn’t frivolous under fascism. It’s strategic.
They held onto the things fascism tried to erase: art, friendship, jokes, rituals, language, memory.
Not as escapism but as resistance. As proof they were still human.
Joy isn’t frivolous under fascism. It’s strategic.
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Field Report from the Frontline of American Collapse:
They call it Alligator Alcatraz. We call it Alligator Auschwitz. Because the only criminals here are the ones building the camps.
The polite civil war has begun. And its weapon is policy.
They call it Alligator Alcatraz. We call it Alligator Auschwitz. Because the only criminals here are the ones building the camps.
The polite civil war has begun. And its weapon is policy.
Jennifer Crow on Substack
They call it Alligator Alcatraz. We call it Alligator Auschwitz. Because the only criminals here are the ones building the camps.
They are creating a stateless people and they built the camps to hol...
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July 3, 2025 at 5:13 PM
Field Report from the Frontline of American Collapse:
They call it Alligator Alcatraz. We call it Alligator Auschwitz. Because the only criminals here are the ones building the camps.
The polite civil war has begun. And its weapon is policy.
They call it Alligator Alcatraz. We call it Alligator Auschwitz. Because the only criminals here are the ones building the camps.
The polite civil war has begun. And its weapon is policy.
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There’s this muppet on TikTok who transcribes and then scats incredibly difficult jazz solos so well and I could not possibly love a thing more
March 18, 2025 at 1:00 AM
There’s this muppet on TikTok who transcribes and then scats incredibly difficult jazz solos so well and I could not possibly love a thing more
Field Report from the Frontline of American Collapse:
They call it Alligator Alcatraz. We call it Alligator Auschwitz. Because the only criminals here are the ones building the camps.
The polite civil war has begun. And its weapon is policy.
They call it Alligator Alcatraz. We call it Alligator Auschwitz. Because the only criminals here are the ones building the camps.
The polite civil war has begun. And its weapon is policy.
Jennifer Crow on Substack
They call it Alligator Alcatraz. We call it Alligator Auschwitz. Because the only criminals here are the ones building the camps.
They are creating a stateless people and they built the camps to hol...
substack.com
July 3, 2025 at 5:13 PM
Field Report from the Frontline of American Collapse:
They call it Alligator Alcatraz. We call it Alligator Auschwitz. Because the only criminals here are the ones building the camps.
The polite civil war has begun. And its weapon is policy.
They call it Alligator Alcatraz. We call it Alligator Auschwitz. Because the only criminals here are the ones building the camps.
The polite civil war has begun. And its weapon is policy.
I love Gloria Anzaldúa’s work. This quote reminds me why.
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“Books saved my sanity, knowledge opened the locked places in me and taught me first how to survive and then how to soar.”
― Gloria E. Anzaldúa
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June 29, 2025 at 11:04 AM
I love Gloria Anzaldúa’s work. This quote reminds me why.
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Men who think they can get away with sexually abusing women can EAT SHIT
June 25, 2025 at 2:36 AM
Men who think they can get away with sexually abusing women can EAT SHIT
Maybe if we started preaching the matriarchy instead of these Abrahamic death cults, we’d live a more peaceful existence.
#Matriarchy
#Matriarchy
June 22, 2025 at 5:39 PM
Maybe if we started preaching the matriarchy instead of these Abrahamic death cults, we’d live a more peaceful existence.
#Matriarchy
#Matriarchy
Émile Durkheim taught about what happens to society when norms break down. The video ends with a hopeful message.
April 2, 2025 at 2:51 PM
Émile Durkheim taught about what happens to society when norms break down. The video ends with a hopeful message.
I’m getting myself ready for a lung biopsy tomorrow. I’m tired but can’t tell if it’s the daylight savings, the poor sleep, the prednisone taper, or the anxiety. Either way, I’m about to lay down for a nap and hope that I can have an hour to not think about tomorrow.
March 10, 2025 at 7:25 PM
I’m getting myself ready for a lung biopsy tomorrow. I’m tired but can’t tell if it’s the daylight savings, the poor sleep, the prednisone taper, or the anxiety. Either way, I’m about to lay down for a nap and hope that I can have an hour to not think about tomorrow.
This morning, as I left my bedroom, I gathered up the dirty plate, an uneaten banana, and the empty coffee mug from the breakfast my husband brought to me this morning. It’s our routine. He brings me a small breakfast and coffee so I don’t take my morning pills on an empty stomach.
March 5, 2025 at 3:44 PM
This morning, as I left my bedroom, I gathered up the dirty plate, an uneaten banana, and the empty coffee mug from the breakfast my husband brought to me this morning. It’s our routine. He brings me a small breakfast and coffee so I don’t take my morning pills on an empty stomach.
Sharing to bring this gorgeous work to your timeline and a smile to your face.
Take a little respite with me to my embroidery, The Lady of the Valley…
I hope it brings a minute of tranquility. 🪡 🌿🌺🪻
Completely freehand stitched in July 2021.
#stitchedart #embroidery #thesewingsongbird
I hope it brings a minute of tranquility. 🪡 🌿🌺🪻
Completely freehand stitched in July 2021.
#stitchedart #embroidery #thesewingsongbird
March 5, 2025 at 3:43 PM
Sharing to bring this gorgeous work to your timeline and a smile to your face.
I am glad to report that both of my nurses and several other patients were wearing masks yesterday. With so many airborne viruses floating around and with the gag order on our national health orgs we must protect ourselves and each other.
March 4, 2025 at 1:38 PM
I am glad to report that both of my nurses and several other patients were wearing masks yesterday. With so many airborne viruses floating around and with the gag order on our national health orgs we must protect ourselves and each other.
Okay, I’ve been in medical appointments all day. Do I want to catch up on today’s news?
March 3, 2025 at 11:28 PM
Okay, I’ve been in medical appointments all day. Do I want to catch up on today’s news?
I’m at the University of TN Medical Center for pre-op testing for my biopsy next week. Because it’s part of the state system some apps and websites aren’t available. It feels like leftist blackout here.
I’m seeing your news posts but can’t get to the OG site for some. Info control is real. 😬
I’m seeing your news posts but can’t get to the OG site for some. Info control is real. 😬
March 3, 2025 at 8:36 PM
I’m at the University of TN Medical Center for pre-op testing for my biopsy next week. Because it’s part of the state system some apps and websites aren’t available. It feels like leftist blackout here.
I’m seeing your news posts but can’t get to the OG site for some. Info control is real. 😬
I’m seeing your news posts but can’t get to the OG site for some. Info control is real. 😬
I’m trying some new things about being more consistent with my socials. I’ve found I’m not going to FB much and I stopped checking in here too. Self-preservation? I suppose. Too much is happening in the country and my health to be here as much as I’d like.
Biopsy next week. Pre-op testing today.
Biopsy next week. Pre-op testing today.
March 3, 2025 at 8:32 PM
I’m trying some new things about being more consistent with my socials. I’ve found I’m not going to FB much and I stopped checking in here too. Self-preservation? I suppose. Too much is happening in the country and my health to be here as much as I’d like.
Biopsy next week. Pre-op testing today.
Biopsy next week. Pre-op testing today.
The thing about living with a neuromuscular condition is when you’re at the university hospital you get patient transport to take you around campus. I’m grateful for the service since the more I move the weaker I get, but it sure looks sus when a healthy looking person uses these services.
March 3, 2025 at 8:25 PM
The thing about living with a neuromuscular condition is when you’re at the university hospital you get patient transport to take you around campus. I’m grateful for the service since the more I move the weaker I get, but it sure looks sus when a healthy looking person uses these services.
Musk wants the US to leave NATO?!? Absolutely the f*ck not.
March 3, 2025 at 6:35 PM
Musk wants the US to leave NATO?!? Absolutely the f*ck not.
I stepped away from socials as I've been going through the diagnosis process of figuring what's up with my lungs. I still don't have answers. More tests are coming. Biopsy next week.
Meanwhile, I've been writing. It's what I know. It helps get me through the uncertainty of not knowing.
Meanwhile, I've been writing. It's what I know. It helps get me through the uncertainty of not knowing.
Writing Through the Hellscape of Illness
Writing when you're sick, scared, and don't know what comes next
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March 3, 2025 at 3:07 PM
I stepped away from socials as I've been going through the diagnosis process of figuring what's up with my lungs. I still don't have answers. More tests are coming. Biopsy next week.
Meanwhile, I've been writing. It's what I know. It helps get me through the uncertainty of not knowing.
Meanwhile, I've been writing. It's what I know. It helps get me through the uncertainty of not knowing.