Alaskapocalypse Don't look up, look around - a review The film suggests community – that I am not alone in seeing and struggling with the absurdity of our lives these days. And its prominence on the leading entertainment network of our era suggests this community may be larger than it often feels in my head.
Alaskapocalypse Dunleavy's dumpster fire Who cares about shutting down when somehow you always fail up?
Ferry Strike Fight for ferry workers, fight for ferries How you can support the strike & essential transportation for Alaska’s coastal communities
Alaska Permanent Fund Don’t Blame the PFD Alaskans can have a full PFD and robust social spending — but only if the state ends its tax handouts to multinational oil corporations.
Alaskapocalypse Alaskapocalypse ’19: Banana Republicans in Oil Country Because Alaska is a banana republic where oil is the bananas — one big Conoco company town — there are some winners in this scenario. The billionaire CEOs of oil corporations will continue to enjoy annual tax breaks that happen to equal Alaska’s annual budget shortfall.
Alaskapocalypse Forget PFD vs State, it’s Big Oil vs Alaskans Alaskans should build a bipartisan movement to end fossil fuel subsidies and protect the PFD. While the greed expressed by Dunleavy and his defenders is truly reprehensible, let’s not vilify low and middle income families who rely on the PFD to make ends meet and rise out of poverty.
Climate Change I can’t stop thinking about the state of our state Alaska is on fire both physically and metaphorically and I’m afraid we aren’t sounding the alarms loudly enough
Alaskapocalypse I need you to help. Governor Mike Dunleavy’s vetoes highlight Alaska’s very real institutional racism and classism. Not just the poor are paying the price, it is disproportionately Alaska Natives, especially those in the villages.
Alaskapocalypse Alaska’s governor is a puppet tyrant and his ideas are wildly unpopular The Koch Bros have given Dunleavy the delusional idea that he alone can dictate what’s best for our state. Our job is to stop him.
Short Story #alaskapocalypse in twitterverse We sipped the smoke like we sipped our first beer. Chewed the air like warm muktuk. Couldn’t see, couldn’t think. Everything dimmed. Stumbling in the way to the outhouse, dodging birds falling with a dull thud.
