The Saviors
Once upon a time, there was a very ugly monster with the body of a scarecrow who always wore clogs and smelled of pork liver and manure. His name was Cloggers. Cloggers’ best friend, who always traveled with him, was named Fatso. He also smelled very badly.
Stuck in Stick’o’tory
I cannot leave until I know no one will bother my mom ever again and the monsters are gone for good. Because I know what these monsters are and what they are capable of, how well-connected they are to certain unpleasant characters in France, what extreme opinions they hold, and how they come at you when you are alone.
A Short Leap
Over the past months, I have realized that the leap from estrangement to revulsion is very short.
Witch Hunts in the 21st Century
Denmark may have stopped burning witches a few hundred years ago. However, witch-hunting still appears to be a recreational activity for misogynist men and the weak and stupid women who stand by them.