I'd had the pieces of the zine piling up on my desk. Little bits and pieces. Last weekend while listening to Bad Bunny and anticipating the Super Bowl Halftime Show , like most sane people(!), I started cutting and pasting. In a complete trance, I was just. . .  possessed.  It was going to get done by Sunday night (damn it) and it did.  Propping pages so the glue can dry.  I'd printed out way more text than I had room for, unfortunately. I wanted this zine to show more of the photographs I've been capturing at the various protests that have been taking place here in the PNW.  First photocopy of the zine. They've already been placed in a few stores (check your pasta and chip aisles) and bus stops. And, also at a big-box-place where I thought Bill O'Reilly should share some shelf space, you know?  I want to write about  Bad Bunny's halftime show and how it was extremely powerful and inspiring for this Latina, but it really deserves its own post. Just ...