If We Will Not Be Given Space, We’ll Carve It Out of Yours

This came out of a breakneck writing process a few days after the election, wherein I decided that I was the only one who I could trust to write the cover story I would want to see after such a calamity for our local version of the Village Voice. My politics and general outlook have evolved since that moment – I’m much more of a vulgar materialist and dirty Marxist now, and have a different view of the nature and scope of the election – but this is still something I’m quite proud of, if only because you can trace a clear line from this to who I am today.