“My life without you is like a year without a springtime which comes to give illumination and heat to the atmosphere which has been saturated by the dark cold breeze of winter.” - MLK, Jr. letter to his future wife, Coretta Scott (1952)

most of us don't have any of our own business to mind. this is late capitalism, remember. the phrase should be "mind your leased cloud-based coworking spaces"

Don’t ask about his politics.

Weird. 🤔

Here are some nice mushrooms