Management regrets to inform you of the death of Mrs. Geoffrey Michael. Mrs. Michael died the way that she lived, which is to say, not at all. Mrs. Geoffrey Michael, just like Mrs. Kelly Hopkins, was a figment of the fevered imaginings of the patriarchy and men threatened by equality of the sexes.
Ms. Kelly Hopkins, we are happy to report, is still alive and well and still a feminist progressive working for a more just society for all. Except for those who would disregard her humanity. Those folks can go straight to hell with all the rest of the Trump voters.
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We now return you to your regularly scheduled blog posts.
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The Books are Taking Over... 
Last summer, the owner of a Rochester bar/music venue, where I’ve had some of my best-ever performance experiences, started a fundraising project for a local crisis nursery. Our $100 donation got us free admission to five shows, the first of which was with this amazing woman (there have been none since, Thanks Virus!, but Danny’s heart remains in ours for the effort).
Relevant to your piece is this song from her then most recent album: