Amram

A Portland leftist reads about the flying Tesla Roadster, a chatbot politer than Piers Morgan and a billionaire undone by a pint, and drafts a manifesto for public transport Monday,…

Portland produced the only American buried in the Kremlin wall, and a romantic young socialist goes to find what is left A Pilgrimage to a Park Bench: Looking for John…

A benefit night in an east-side warehouse, where the cover charge goes to picketing nurses and nobody will let a stranger stand alone Dancing for the Strike Fund: A Londoner…

A homesick walk across the river in the rain, twelve bridges, one phone call to Tottenham and a lesson in slang for the comrades Nobody in Portland Owns an Umbrella,…

A Saturday shift at the food co-op and an afternoon in the largest bookshop on earth, with a socialist doing sums I Bought Das Kapital for Nine Dollars and an…

A Tottenham-born socialist attends her Portland tenants’ union and discovers that American radicals have hand signals Three Hours in a Church Basement Agreeing How to Agree I have just cycled…

Megan on the complaint against Sharon Meieran’s county chair campaign, the 603 dollar donor limit and the comfort of reading about other people’s paperwork Saturday 10 October, 1.05am, a club…

A Bohiney headline about a city-run supermarket failing a math test landed on the night of my food co-op’s budget meeting Tuesday, 10:40pm, Kitchen I am just back from the…

I enjoyed a joke about Florida watering down its history lessons until my daughter came home with a worksheet about the Oregon Trail Wednesday, Homework Hour My daughter is seven…

My daughter’s soccer league does not count goals, a Bohiney piece calls this socialism, and a seven-year-old settled the matter Saturday, Noon, Grass Stains We had the Purple Narwhals against…