For three and a half years, I wrote updates on my recovery and posted them on the website Benzobuddies.org, mostly in the “Birthdays and Celebrations” sub-forum, but a few times in the “Exercise Support Group”. I was out of my mind a great deal of the time, but there was some beautiful writing that came […]
© 2019 Jonnie Wilder “People sleep peacefully in their beds at night only because rough men stand ready to do violence on their behalf” — Richard Grenier paraphrasing George Orwell In the fictional near-future, I’m standing overwatch on the wall of the Haunted House Control Point near the present-day Octagon Museum, about two blocks from […]
© 2019 Jonnie Wilder Seattle Weekly’s last print issue hits the streets today. It’s another exclamation point at the end of a string of exclamation points that signal the exasperation of excitable writers witnessing the end of an era that began in the mid 1970s with the rise of alternative weekly newspapers. Alt Weeklies, as […]
©2019 J. Wilder I’m surrounded and the enemy is closing in. Backing away from them, I look over my shoulder at the edge of the futuristic Egyptian garden wall and imagine myself leaping into the mists below, where I will surely perish. If I don’t, I will either be crushed by a well-dressed man with […]
©2019 Johanna Wilder For most all of my childhood, and quite a bit of my young adulthood, I was bullied. Growing up in rural Indiana in the ’70s and ’80s was a challenge that required a child be either rugged brute or resilient target. Target I was, but I was neither resilient, nor rugged, nor […]
The Internet machine lets me type on it and I can’t resist a box with a blinking line in it. Not rude at all, you were very polite. Thanks.Let me preface by saying this is my experience, and my perspective on my experience, and I’ve made no attempt at all to adjust for other’s experiences […]
Classic front page story from The Onion, from the Jonnie Era. Christine Wenc found the whole batch of microfilm at the Wisconsin Historical Archive.
I’m finally living in the cyberpunk future I’ve dreamed of living in since I was a kid. In my younger mind, the cyberpunk future was a cultural mélange raising a new age Tower of Babel over an aging infrastructure. Looming above the honeycomb of wearable computers, iconoclast retro-tech, autonomous taxicabs, bespoke electric bicycles, shining arcologies, […]
It’s all happening at Zip! Bang! Wow! these days. Please have a look-see. There’s a whole heap of blog there.