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In October of 2017, I was blocked by @realDonaldTrump on Twitter. I’m not going to lie, I felt very proud. Still do. It was a ridiculous task, to try to counter the man’s lies, but I guess I got under his — or some aide’s — skin. One morning I’d included the hashtag #TrumpleThinSkin in a reply to his nonsense and it went viral. My tweet trended for about an hour, an eternity on Twitter. I doubt I was the first person to use that name for him, but it was a hit. I was blocked almost immediately.

As a result of this, I pulled back on using my @MartinaClarkSFO account and returned to an account I’d set up years ago to post writing under my pseudonym, Lucy Eaker. Since late 2017, @LucyEaker has been tweeting in my stead, responding to the narcissist-in-chief, calling out his incessant bullshitting, and joining gleefully in the online #resistance. …

This time last year, I wrote a post titled “Week One Was a Doozy,” referring to the first week of 2020.

Yeah. Good times.

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It feels like 100 years have passed since January, 2020. But here we are, at the end of the first week of January 2021. A much shorter post would be about what hasn’t happened, but I don’t want to jinx anything so I’ll stick to what has.

Yesterday morning, I awoke to the confirmation that we had two new democratic senators from Georgia. Stacey Abrams was receiving in the praise she — and so many other BIPOC — so well deserves. I was cautiously optimistic because the Electoral College count would be ratified and the 2020 election would officially be finalized. The Joe Biden and Kamala Harris would be set to be inaugurated on January 20th, 2021. I smiled. …

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For the many well-intended people who are not sure what to do to try to be a better ally as we–yet again–confront systemic racism in America, here is a list to start from.

Do your homework on your own, as well, as there are so many voices to read, watch, and listen to.

If you’re not familiar with any of these titles or authors or film makers, pick one and spend sometime with Google discovering who they are or were. Get lost in learning, don’t come back from your journey until you’ve acquired some new knowledge.

Most importantly, ask yourself why you haven’t already done this work. …

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Dear Students–past and present,

You inspire me and give me hope for the future. Whether you are graduating or not this semester, the spring of 2020 has been unlike any before and the gift of connecting with you through our coursework has been a blessing. Although I’ve been on lockdown due to COVID-19 since mid-March on my own–except for my cat, of course–I have never once felt alone or lonely. In large part that is because of our connection through your words on the page and via Zoom.

As many of us turn to the Graduate Together celebrations starting today, May 16th, 2020, I thought I’d give you my own thoughts. Of utmost importance, is understanding that one person can make a difference. This remarkable event was prompted by the brilliant dream of 17-year-old high school student, Lincoln Debenham, who envisioned that President Obama could deliver a virtual commencement address to all 2020 graduating seniors. His social media campaign, with the hashtag #ObamaCommencement2020, went viral and tonight, that address is happening. His action started a movement that now will benefit all students everywhere. He made a difference and so can you. In the spirit of this virtual motivation, although I’m not famous like the Obamas, nor nearly as eloquent, I have had an unusual path and perhaps it might give you confidence that if I can make it and succeed, so can you. …

My personal account of what we’ve learned — and haven’t — from HIV as we go through the COVID-19 pandemic.

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In the mid-1980’s I lived on Castro Street in the fabulously gay hub of San Francisco. At the time, it was also an epicenter of the then new mysterious disease that was wreaking havoc on gay men: HIV, the virus that if left untreated can lead to AIDS.

Today, I live in New York City–Brooklyn to be specific–and sirens are a regular soundtrack to my life. I can distinguish the honks of a fire truck from the woot-woot of a squad car from the more traditional wail of an ambulance.

As we’ve been living under stay-at-home rules, however, the sirens are entering my psyche in a very different way. Those thirty-five year old warnings haunt me, day and night. …

If Shrill isn’t already on your summer reading list, you may need to shift your priorities. I mean, the book has been out for more than a week, so, seriously, get on it.

When I attended Lindy West’s first reading on her book tour for Shrill last week, she mentioned that she wanted “think pieces” about her work because with those, a person learns what works but also what they can fix.

So, I thought about it and decided I’d try that approach with my little review that, admittedly, probably only two people will read (Hi Mom! Hi random person who thought this was something else!). …


Martina Clark

I write about the ugly things in life which often intersect with the beauty of the human condition.

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