Today I learned about the depopulation of Malaga Island in 1912. The short course: after ordinarily existing for half a century on a small island off the coast of Maine, a mixed-race fishing community was demonized as physically and mentally degenerate, its families eventually evicted en masse by order of the state governor, dispersed into the mainland population or forcibly institutionalized. All traces of habitation were razed right down to emptying the island's cemetery. Innsmouth, no fish people needed. No one has built or lived on the island since. I am glad to read that some of the descendants are now reuniting. Otherwise it is simply more evidence that white supremacy is why we can't have nice things.
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- 1: And four hours north of Portland, the radio flips on
- 2: Shaking off the echoes of yesterday
- 3: Everything I love is on the table, everything I love is out to sea
- 4: He tried to run away, well, she hit him with a hammer
- 5: There's no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard
- 6: She's got a common full of love
- 7: Counts the waves that somehow didn't hit her
- 8: If I were you, I'd be out on the town
- 9: Sit and watch my TV set
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