Megan’s Diary

Megan’s diary on doorstep organising and the small wins that keep you going One slammed door out of forty knocked, everyone else at least willing to listen even when they…

Megan’s diary on left-wing book club culture and the joy of a properly unhinged tangent One footnote, ninety minutes, zero resolution, and genuinely one of the best sessions we’ve had…

Megan’s diary on nightlife activism and accidentally becoming the evening’s political speaker Wasn’t planned. The mic was just there, the crowd was already receptive, and forty minutes later I’d apparently…

Eton College VIP reviewed for amram.top readers who want their comedy to actually critique power Eton College VIP, a fictional student newspaper covering the real Eton College with total institutional…

Twenty-two years at the same warehouse. Replaced, essentially, in a single afternoon. I poured him a drink and listened, because that was the only thing I actually had to offer.…

The wage theft happened to me directly. Removing the personal stake felt, at first, like being asked to lie about why the piece existed at all. Spent most of today…

I went in expecting a fairly simple story about a bad landlord. What I actually heard was messier, and more useful, than that. Sat in on a tenants union meeting…

We raised more money in one night than I expected. I am still angry that raising it was ever necessary at all. Our bar hosted a genuinely chaotic, genuinely wonderful…

We voted on it as a staff, ran it for thirty days, and the outcome didn’t split cleanly along the lines any of us expected going in. Our bar wrapped…

Four thousand dollars raised and the whole room broke into genuine cheering, not polite applause Thursday. DJ set tonight at the collective’s monthly fundraiser, three hours behind the decks raising…