The Daily Word in Coping, Livestreaming and Hufflepuff
Sure, I'll say it: I'm proud to be a Hufflepuff and so is Eddie Redmayne.
To help us cope in these tough times, Spirited Away will be in theaters next month.
Democrats have begun to unify with progressive leaders.
Here's what you can actually do that may change things now that the puppet we know as Donald Trump was elected.
“It feels great to be on offense again,” the first vice president of the NRA, Pete Brownell said to a crowd of 1,000, all carrying guns.
Live streaming is changing the world.
Could Hillary Clinton still be elected president? Yes. Is it likely? Not at all.
Hooligans are in Town
Sunday, Nov 13: A Conversation with Pussy Riot
Leo D gets the O
And it's about goddamn time.
My dear, sweet angel, Leo D:
When I was watching Titanic for the first time when I was like six or seven with my mom, I cried because that dumbass Rose didn’t actually love you enough to scoot the fuck over. Everyone else and their Mom (like, literally) would jump into the deathly freezing water because why the fuck wouldn’t you? The character Jack Dawson was too good for that alternate universe.
I mean, I knew you were really alive, but I was so moved by your performance that you became Jack Dawson in my mind for a few years until I saw the next film that you were in (that I had access to), Catch Me If you Can. “Oh my gawd, he’s so charming,” I thought in my stupid 13-year-old brain, “I’d toooootally marry him. I probably have a chance after puberty … Yeah, definitely.” After puberty it changed to, “I’d toooootally tap that,” because it was like 2004 and that’s how we talked then, “but liiiike circa 1999.” Then a few years later, I realized you are perfect and age like cheese and I would do whatever you want.
Like, you wanna go get ice cream? Sure. Want me to read King Lear to you? Of course. Teach you how to play the viola? I’ll try, honey-buns. Lock you up in chains and run a sander over them honey buns?
W h a t e v e r y o u w a n t.
When you won at the Golden Globes for Best Actor and “shared” it with all the first nations people and indigenous people all over the world? Be still my beating (and bleeding) social justice heart. And now you’re using your win as a platform to address climate change??? You ANGEL. I just checked your Facebook page and you posted about the Peruvian Amazon Rainforest oil spill (which has barely been covered by most mainstream media sources). I think I’m dead. I died. Goodbye. (jk, calm down.)
“His Smile was one of those rare smiles that you may come across four or five times in life. It seemed to understand you and believe in you just as you would love to be understood and believed in.”
Get it, Leo. You get it all day.
The Daily Word in dehydration, pubic hair and a powerfully ugly sweater
Local car-dealing celebrity Bob Turner has died at the age of 83. No bull.
Check out these sexy photos of female scientists.
Spain's vague, new gag law is upsetting artists and musicians.
Wrestling superstar Dusty Rhodes has died at 69.
The President of the Spokane NAACP is being accused of pretending to be black by her parents.
Men share their thoughts on women's pubic hair.
The world's oldest billionaire, David Rockefeller, turns 100 today!
Linked in Love
Breaking borders at Celebrate Solidarity!
The Daily Word In Throwing Yourself Out Of Windows, Geniuses and Niagara Falls Is Frozen
It's Wednesday, it's sunny and the world is a strange place.
Two Bernalillo county commissioners are allegedly backing away slowly from a tax proposal to raise $42 million dollars, half of which would be used for mental health services.
It’s only going to get hotter in New York, according to this recent report.
A Rio Rancho woman, her infant son and her nephew all went missing Tuesday night.
Gun rights activists claim that allowing students to carry weapons on campus will help reduce sexual assaults.
If you’re visiting Niagara Falls right now, it looks like a different planet, thanks to heavy snowfall and ice.
Hey, kehd, quit jumpin’ ouddaya windows into snowbanks! The Mayor of Boston politely asks residents to stop leaping out of their windows and decks into snowbanks, because it’s “a foolish thing to do and you could kill yourself.”
A man leaving a Karaoke bar was mugged, suffered a severe concussion and became a genius. No, seriously.
Never Trust Anyone Over 30
Stay Solid! A Radical Handbook for Youth
Adaptation and the Environmental Beat
Poet-activist Gary Snyder lands in Albuquerque
Powerful in Pink
Pink Sari Revolution: A Tale of Women and Power in India
Meet Your Neighbors
The Block Captain's Daughter
Art Against the Brutal Tide
Local activist brings a million bones to Washington
Nearly two years ago, Alibi writer Summer Olsson told you about the One Million Bones art exhibition, an ambitious large-scale project designed to honor victims and survivors of genocide in Sudan, South Sudan, the Democratic Republic of the Congo, Burma and Somalia. Both a disturbing reminder of the human cost of mass atrocities and a fundraiser to anti-genocide organizations, the project is finally coming to a head this weekend in Washington D.C., where one million bones will be laid out in the National Mall.
On August 27, 2011, a preview installation of 50,000 bones was placed at the intersection of Fourth and Central by Albuquerque volunteers. Now, after three years of planning, education and hard work, the complete exhibit will unfold June 8 through 10 in our nation's capital. Each one of the million artwork bones, handmade by students, artists and activists from around the world, "represents a call to action, a story, a voice."
The project, which was born in Albuquerque, is headed by Naomi Natale. Speakers and performers, including Albuquerque's Poet Laureate Hakim Bellamy, will be present, and a candlelight vigil will take place Sunday evening.
Happy birthday, (un)Occupy!
Columnist Andrew Beale just moved to the Palestinian territories, but that didn’t stop him from penning a piece about the movement in Albuquerque he passionately supports.
Yale Park at UNM
Saturday, Sept. 29, 4:30 p.m.
Occupy the Alibi
The Occupation Isn’t Going Anywhere
As Mitt Romney’s campaign death-spirals, the movement turns one
Young Hearts, Be Proud
The next generation of LGBTQ activists comes of age
It’s a hot Sunday afternoon, and east Nob Hill feels drowsy and quiet—with one exception. The Transgender Resource Center of New Mexico, on Silver just south of Central, buzzes with energy. A speech therapist counsels male-to-female transgender youth on how to practice raising the tones of their voices. Two visitors stop by to browse free clothes available in the center’s brimming walk-in closet. A parent volunteer shows a guest around the rooms, pointing out the computer lab and the small lending library.