Pastors, Pence and prostates

Sex on Tuesday

Queers: Our very existence is our strongest form of resistance. To continue homo life as usual is the last thing the decrepit old white men, who completely hijacked our government, want for us. Every single gay orgasm is an act of utter rebellion. Each queer hug, smile and chuckle an
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Both sides now

Fake Out

The first concert I ever went to was Joni Mitchell’s. I still hadn’t been born yet. Mom wanted to go see her that much, so she sweated out a humid Louisiana April afternoon, still pregnant with me in 1995, just to see Joni Mitchell perform. That was my last chance
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The media and Trump

On my run this evening, I almost got hit by a car. The driver lurched forward into the crosswalk, and we began to yell at each other, but the man’s windows were rolled up and I couldn’t hear him. All I could see was an angry white man saying something
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Four days in November

November 8 In the morning I drive Jordan to school, just like any other Tuesday. But it isn’t just like any other Tuesday. There is so much hanging in the balance. I am so damn ready for this election to be over, even though I know deep down that no
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Farewell to the 2016 Presidential Election

Today, we are gathered here in solemn remembrance of the 2016 Presidential Election. Although it lived a long and eventful life, dragging on for nearly two years, we will miss the constant media distractions, wild scandals, name-calling, bird encounters, Twitter wars and, most of all, the memes. These past couple
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What to talk about now that the election is over

Congratulations, America. We did it. We lived through an election where Republican primary nominees dropped like flies, where the general presidential debates got nasty — pun intended — and where [say something about the winner]. Now that it’s over, though, we at the Clog have realized something. The election was
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What to do if your candidate didn’t win

So election results are in, and the candidate you wanted to win didn’t win. You’re sitting in sad silence in your residence hall, unsure of what to do. Cry, sob, laugh hysterically, take a long trip around the world? Eat every possible burrito at the Golden Bear Cafe while at
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