Well, the votes are in! It was an incredible night, with dozens of fantastic books getting awards. I’m thrilled to announce all three of my entries — Blowing It, Balls Up, and The Slave — were all finalists. BI and BU got two honourable mentions each, The Slave got three. Here’s how it went down in my categories: Continue reading →
My first plan was to go the full-on smallholder route and raise my own goddamn delicious sheep if I had to (not as insane as it first seems, some of my family rear sheep and I’ve been around ovine husbandry since before I can remember). Sadly, however, AJ seems a bit… reluctant to rear plump, pretty little lambs and then send them off to slaughter just so I can have a decent Sunday roast. *sigh* So, on to Plan B. Continue reading →
It seems these days everybody has rights, and don’t we all know them? The right not to be offended, the right not to be upset, the right to have what you want, when you want it. The right of religion. The right to bear arms.
Who gave us these rights, exactly? Here I hear a cry of Americans shouting “The Constitution!” but that’s a document made up and written down by men who were claiming those rights for themselves. They weren’t naturally or intrinsically bestowed. Continue reading →
When we think about HIV/AIDS, too often we forget that the pandemic is still ongoing. On World AIDS Day, people in the west usually look back to generations lost; to gay men in New York and San Francisco and London and Manchester; to those in their forties, fifties, and sixties who lived through the dark days when their friends were dying all around them, not knowing what was killing them, how it was transmitted, or who would be next. Continue reading →