Just A Quick Funny One-

Former Republican Gov. Jeff Colyer drops out of Kansas gubernatorial race

Seven GOP candidates file to compete in August gubernatorial primary

By:Tim Carpenter

How’re the midterms looking in your states?

The Rainbow Flag & Gilbert Baker Day

As Pride Month dawns, Kansas governor helps celebrate rainbow flag creator Gilbert Baker

Clay Wirestone

Kansas residents and activists gathered with Gov. Laura Kelly last week for her signing of a proclamation honoring rainbow flag creator Gilbert Baker. (Photo from Kansas governor’s office)

Happy Gilbert Baker Day!

Thanks to a proclamation from Kansas Gov. Laura Kelly signed Friday, we can celebrate the life and work of Parsons native Baker this June 2. He created a piece of American iconography that has spread across the globe and into the hearts of those who care for their gay neighbors: the rainbow pride flag.

Kelly Wall, a board member of PFLAG Lawrence, requested the day after reading about Baker in an authoritative piece by founding Kansas Reflector opinion editor C.J. Janovy. (You can also read Janovy’s work in the new anthology “Kansas Matters: Twenty-First-Century Writers on the Sunflower State.”)

Lauren Shepard of Parsons was on hand at the Statehouse to watch Kelly sign. She had just graduated from Pittsburg State University with a master’s degree. According to her, efforts to honor Baker locally ran into static.

“Ultimately, the town, the city commission ended up tabling the idea, so we pivoted and got together and started a Gilbert Baker Memorial Scholarship through the Parsons High School, where he graduated,” she told me. “So now every year we select a student that’s active in their OAQ, which is like a gay-straight alliance, it’s a student organization there at the high school.”

Wall was out of the state Friday, but a group assembled by her showed up to honor Baker. It included Shepard, several Lawrence activists and state Sen. Marci Francisco. I tagged along and noted that multiple groups had gathered on the second floor of the Statehouse for their own proclamation time with Kelly. One was promoting an “Asteroid Day.”

Inside the governor’s ceremonial office, group members realized that no one had actually brought a rainbow flag — the symbol for Pride Month and LGBTQ+ rights more generally.

No worries, Kelly told them.

She retreated into her actual office and returned bearing a rainbow flag coaster and a copy of Janovy’s book, “No Place Like Home: Lessons in Activism from LGBT Kansas,” which features rainbow stripes on the cover.

Crisis averted, the group took pictures with Kelly, the proclamation and the props. That was that.

No one on hand missed the broader implications. Baker had turned his back on his Kansas background, living in San Francisco and New York City. He had finally agreed to return to Parsons, Janovy writes, for a key to the city and film festival in 2017. A month before the events, Baker died at the too-young age of 65.

“It allows us to recognize one of our own who created an emblem that allows us to recognize all of LGBTQ across the country and across the world,” said Rachel Reed of Lawrence. “And it’s very, very important.”

Janis Guyot serves as president of Lawrence PFLAG and stood in for Wall at the signing. Afterward, she held the proclamation certificate as others in the group swirled around to take a look.

“I’m really happy that there’s something to celebrate for the LGBTQ world right now,” Guyot told me. “It’s tough time for all of them.”

Since Baker’s untimely death, we’ve seen a public push and pull over gay rights. Transgender folks — members of the movement from the beginning, whether they were identified as such or not — have been systematically excluded and discriminated against. The Kansas Legislature has repeatedly passed hateful laws.

Who knows what Baker might say about this recent turmoil. Given that he went by the drag name “Busty Ross,” I imagine he would bring an irreverent sense of humor along with his passion for making the world a better place.

Hopefully, he would say progress hasn’t stopped, and it won’t stop, regardless of small minds and even smaller hearts.

In an oral history from 2008, Baker suggested as much: “I do know that time is on our side and that the young people generation, and more importantly my generation, we have fought hard, and we have — we’ve worked on our parents, we have our own children, and we’re moving society forward. So I think we’re going to be all right. I mean, it may take a little more fight and a little more work than people want, but we’ll get there.”

Clay Wirestone is Kansas Reflector opinion editor. Through its opinion section, Kansas Reflector works to amplify the voices of people who are affected by public policies or excluded from public debate. Find information, including how to submit your own commentary, here.

Political cartoons / memes / and news I want to share. 6-2-2026

 

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reading-writing-revolution: “But Americans never mind paying for something afterward. Just ask the credit card companies. ”

 

The progressive comic about Trump leaving no worthwhile legacy.

 

 

 

 

Lee Judge for 5/21/2026

Jimmy Margulies for 5/29/2026

Joey Weatherford for 5/26/2026

 

Lee Judge for 5/18/2026

 

Jimmy Margulies for 6/1/2026

 

 

 

 

 

A woman speaks to a man while both look at a poster that says “Celebrate Americas 250th Birthday Great American State...

“How come everything they release always gets so heavily redacted?”

 

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Lee Judge for 6/1/2026

 

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Joey Weatherford for 5/22/2026

 

Lee Judge for 5/22/2026

 

 

 

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John Cole Philadelphia Inquirer

 

 

 

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#ManChildTrump from What Are You Really Afraid Of?

 

 

Lee Judge for 5/20/2026

 

 

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Joey Weatherford for 5/30/2026

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lee Judge for 5/28/2026

 

 

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Schot De Volkskrant

 

Gary McCoy Shiloh, IL

 

 

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This Week’s “Lay Lines”

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50 Years Ago In Pride History

50 Years Ago, Dykes on Bikes Rode to the Front of Pride. Their Engines Are Still Hot

We ride along with the legendary, leather-clad lesbians — and take a trip through their history.

By Ana Osorno

The first sound you hear at San Francisco’s annual Pride Parade is the revving of hundreds of motorcycles. Atop them the most glorious dykes you’ve ever seen, bedecked in leather. They slowly coast down Market Street, as joyful as they are queer, waving to thousands of spectators as they kick off the procession. But that wasn’t always the case.

In 1970, San Francisco’s first-ever Pride celebration took place on Polk Street, with a small group of LGBTQ+ people organizing to mark the first anniversary of the Stonewall Riots in New York City. What began as a small word-of-mouth event grew rapidly, turning into the Christopher Street West celebration by 1972 — which drew some 2,000 participants and 15,000 spectators — and then the Gay Freedom Day Parade.

But in 1976, something magical happened that would forever change the trajectory of queer history. During the Gay Freedom Day Parade, a group of brave, motorcycle-riding lesbians made a seemingly inconsequential and impromptu decision to move their bikes to the front and claim their space.

“There were some women on motorcycles and they were in the middle of the parade, behind a bunch of men, and they wanted to be at the front,” current Dykes on Bikes president Kate Brown, who uses she/they pronouns, tells me. “It was that movement of just being up and in front and loud and proud. And it was a moment of courage and lesbian dignity and owning that. Somebody coined the name Dykes on Bikes and our paper, the San Francisco Chronicle, picked it up and ran with it. And we have been known as Dykes on Bikes ever since.”

Their faces reflected in the motorcycle mirror under a Pride flag, a pair of women in the ‘Dykes on Bikes’ group wait, in the Castro District, for the start of the International Lesbian & Gay Freedom Day Parade, San Francisco, California, June 26, 1988. (Photo by Bromberger Hoover Photography/Getty Images)Bromberger Hoover Photography/Getty Images

Today, the San Francisco Pride has grown far beyond its humble beginnings, with an estimated one million people celebrating, protesting, and marching in 2025. The rainbow Pride flag — the global symbol of LGBTQ+ joy and resistance — flies over all the proceedings, first raised by creator Gilbert Baker in 1978 in this very city and now ubiquitous around the world. The Dykes on Bikes have multiplied as well.

The first time I ever glimpsed a group of queer women on bikes — whom I would later learn were affiliated with The Sirens MC — was in June 2025, but to say that I “saw” them would be an understatement. I was attending the Brooklyn Pride parade with friends when a group of older butches on motorcycles rolled up, engines humming, and invited younger lesbians to hop on the back of their bikes. It was thrilling to witness.

But you don’t just see Dykes on Bikes. No, you hear and feel them throughout your entire body. It’s an all-consuming experience. The noise of the engines fills your ears, and your legs feel like jelly beneath you as they make the ground shake through their sheer numbers. “You can’t look away, it’s so powerful,” Brooke Oliver, the lawyer for Dykes on Bikes, says. And then there’s the joy radiating off both the riders and the spectators who are lucky enough to be in their presence — a pure feedback loop of mutual admiration. As someone who had grown up desperately wanting to ride a motorcycle when she was older — thanks in large part to childhood joyrides around my uncle’s neighborhood — I was immediately in awe.

Little did I know that this would be the start of a thrilling adventure which would eventually lead to me sitting on the back of Big Butch’s bike, coasting over the Golden Gate Bridge. But I’m getting ahead of myself.

That night in June of last year, as I was riding the subway home after the Brooklyn Pride Parade, still coming down from the exhilaration of the evening, I pulled my phone out, and like any good journalist would, began doing research. I learned that Dykes on Bikes would be celebrating its 50th anniversary in 2026 — a major milestone packed with so much history, including a legal battle over the use of the term “dyke” that made it all the way to the Supreme Court.

“It’s incredible history, and I think every time we ride, whether it’s in a Pride parade or whether we’re putting our jacket with its patch on, it just resonates with us what that group of small women did,” Brown says. “Twenty Dykes on Bikes just moved to the front and said, ‘We’re here. We’re not going anywhere. I’m a dyke and I’m riding this motorcycle and nobody’s going to tell me I can’t ride it.’” (snip-MORE, and it’s a Great read!)

Winning Elections Against Autocrats

Opinion M. Gessen

This Is the Formula That Defeated Orban. It Would Defeat Trump, Too.

By M. Gessen

Visuals by Máté Bartha

M. Gessen, an Opinion columnist, and Mr. Bartha reported from Budapest.

  • May 29, 2026

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Starting early in the morning on the second Saturday of May, first hundreds and then thousands of people gathered in the square in front of Hungary’s majestic Parliament building to celebrate the start of a new political era. This was the square where tens of thousands gathered in 1956 and 1989 to demand an end to the Soviet occupation and in 2006 to protest a discredited government. It was the square on which Prime Minister Viktor Orban’s regime imposed a major redesign more than a decade ago — with traffic rerouted away, a large reflecting pool and raised beds installed, narrow pathways laid down — apparently to ensure that no such mass gathering could take place again. Today it was the square where Peter Magyar, a former Orban loyalist, would be sworn in, promising a rebirth of democracy and liberty after 16 years of autocratic control.

Squeezing into the available spaces and gradually filling up nearby cafes and streets, the crowd absorbed people of all ages: young people who didn’t remember a time before Orban and who had voted in unprecedented numbers; aging intellectuals who didn’t think they’d ever celebrate their country again; multigenerational families who had arrived by bus after seeing Magyar in their hometowns and villages. During his campaign, Magyar had traveled to an estimated 700 locations, turning many of them into “Tisza islands” — outposts of support for his party. By the end, Magyar was holding five or more rallies a day.

It had looked like an impossible quest. Orban and his cronies dominated the media, persecuted and smeared opposition politicians and changed election laws to benefit his party, Fidesz. Orban had seemed to achieve what the Hungarian sociologist and political theorist Balint Magyar (no relation) calls “autocratic breakthrough” — the point after which it’s impossible to unseat an autocrat using elections. Illiberal politicians from other countries made pilgrimages to Hungary to learn from Orban; CPAC, the gathering for American national conservatives, started staging an annual convention there; and Vice President JD Vance visited Budapest in advance of the election, in a show of support for Orban. And yet Hungarians handed Tisza not just a victory but a constitutional majority, enough power to reverse Orban’s changes to Hungarian laws and institutions. The triumph was stunning — unique in our era of democratic backsliding — and it holds clear lessons for the United States.

One obvious lesson of Peter Magyar’s success lies in the scale, reach and relentlessness of his organizing network. “They had 2,000 Tisza islands with between 30,000 and 50,000 volunteers,” Balint Magyar told me, in evident awe. “Just in their call centers, they had 3,000 to 4,000 people in the last week of the campaign.” We talked two days before the swearing-in ceremony, at his office in the spectacular but largely empty building of Central European University. In 2018, Orban’s government forced most of the university’s operations into exile amid an antisemitic scare campaign focused on the Hungarian American philanthropist George Soros, the C.E.U.’s founder and principal funder. Some of Orban’s many other scare campaigns targeted migrants, “the Brussels elites” and L.G.B.T.Q. people. During the latest election campaign, billboards and A.I.-generated social media posts warned Hungarians they were in danger of being overtaken by Ukraine and only Orban could protect them. It should have seemed absurd — it was absurd — but outlandish xenophobic and antisemitic propaganda had served Orban well for years. It didn’t work against Peter Magyar — probably because so many Hungarians got to see him in person, many of them repeatedly. This is another lesson of his success: Old-fashioned in-person politics can be a powerful antidote to media fearmongering.

In his inaugural speech to Parliament, broadcast on giant screens set up around the square, Peter Magyar said that voters had handed him a mandate “not just to change the government, but to change the system. To start over.”

Magyar enumerated the ways in which Orban had damaged Hungary: a stalled economy in which a third of the population lives in poverty, inadequate health care, low-quality schools, child welfare institutions plagued by abuse, an atmosphere of hatred and fear. Orban’s regime had “stolen from the common good of the Hungarian nation — from the pockets of the Hungarian people, and from the tables of Hungarian children and the elderly,” Magyar said, “an estimated 20 trillion Hungarian forints,” or some $65 billion, over the last decade and a half.

Previous opposition politicians had described Orban’s regime as “corrupt,” a relatively mild term suggesting some aberration from the government’s intended function. Peter Magyar made no such accommodation. Borrowing a term coined by Balint Magyar, he has called it a mafia state — a fundamentally criminal enterprise. Third lesson: Don’t mince words.

Instead of shrinking away from direct confrontation, he fortified himself against it. By getting elected to the European Parliament, in 2024, he secured immunity from prosecution in Hungary. When rumors circulated of an intimate video that would be used to blackmail him, he went on the offensive, accusing Orban of using “Russian-style kompromat” (no video was released). Knowing that he would probably be blocked from registering a new political party, he took over one that had become dormant. Even more important, instead of trying to build coalitions among other parties, he focused on conscripting as many actual people as possible, from across the political spectrum, ultimately building a giant organization capable of taking down Orban’s political monopoly.

One could say — and some have — that Magyar won at least in part because he was a former insider of Orban’s Fidesz party. But my interlocutors in Hungary emphasized that Magyar’s credibility lay in the fact that he was not a member of the old opposition, whose policies had led to the discontent that made Orban’s rise possible and whose timidity had helped perpetuate Orban’s power. That’s a lesson, too: The person best positioned to break the power of Donald Trump would not be an anti-Trump Republican but an outsider to the Democratic establishment, someone who can credibly claim that Trump didn’t happen on his watch — a Graham Platner rather than a Thomas Massie.

For all his tireless work over the last two years, Magyar did not create his political machine from scratch. Like Zohran Mamdani, Magyar excelled at converting potential supporters into campaign volunteers. An existing news distribution service provided an initial skeleton of the organizing network. A panoply of grass-roots protest movements joined, too. On the day of Magyar’s inauguration, a parallel, smaller commemoration organized by the city of Budapest celebrated those organizations. One by one, people took the microphone to give a short speech about their cause and their part in the electoral victory: teachers who had organized against a unified state-dictated curriculum; a young man who spoke up against abuses in the child care system; a high school student persecuted for reciting an anti-Orban poem; organizers of Budapest’s L.G.B.T.Q. Pride celebration. The speakers stayed onstage, gradually forming a crowd of the kind — the many kinds — of ordinary Hungarians who had ended the Orban era.

That’s a fifth lesson: Grass-roots organizations that have little or no connection to electoral politics — in the United States, that might be the networks formed by the No Kings rallies, ICE-resistance groups and so on — can matter as much as or more than those already focused on winning votes.

Another lesson lies in the issues that motivated Magyar’s voters. Hungary’s economy is a mess, but post-election polling by Median, an organization that had predicted election results with uncanny accuracy, shows that voters saw corruption as the most important issue by far. Asked why they thought Orban had lost, 49 percent cited corruption, and only 18 percent thought it was the “worsening economic situation, rising cost of living.” The next three reasons cited were “lies” (15 percent); “fearmongering, war rhetoric” (11 percent); and “people got fed up” (10 percent). In other words, Hungarians seemed to see the damage that Orbanism had done to the nation as more important than any harm they felt they had suffered as individuals. They were united by a sense of moral outrage — “value choices,” as one person close to the incoming government described it to me.

Polls have consistently shown that even Fidesz voters generally want Hungary to stay in the European Union. Some surely just want the ease of travel and residency, but others probably have in mind the loftier ideals of the E.U., such as the rule of law, human rights and the essential purpose of the E.U., which is peace.

Hungary is one of the poorer countries in the union, and in the early years of his regime, Orban was able to use E.U. membership to secure funding, and thereby power, even as he railed against the Brussels bureaucracy. But in 2022, the European Union started withholding funding, citing corruption. And in 2024, after Hungary ignored a European Court of Justice ruling that compelled it to process asylum applications, the court ordered Hungary to pay 200 million euros and imposed a daily fine of 1 million euros. (When Orban refused to pay, Brussels deducted the money from E.U. funds earmarked for Hungary.) These actions didn’t just hurt the Hungarian economy — they also allowed Magyar to draw a causal connection between Orban’s policies and the well-being of ordinary voters. One of his major campaign promises was to unlock E.U. funding.

Hungary joined the European Union in 2004. The E.U. flag — 12 gold stars on a blue background — adorned the facade of the Hungarian Parliament building alongside the nation’s red, white and green standard. But Orban’s politics, like the politics of most autocrats, was the politics of grievance. Under his regime, the E.U. flag was removed and replaced with the flag of the Szekelys, a Hungarian minority that found itself living in Romania when World War I’s victors redrew the region’s borders. Orban’s symbolic gesture helped fan resentment against the E.U. and what he claimed were a new generation of attacks on Hungarian sovereignty.

Peter Magyar scheduled his inauguration for Europe Day — the 76th anniversary of the declaration that created the road map for a united continent. Before he was sworn in, the European flag was raised again. But the Szekely flag remained, signaling that Magyar seeks to represent all Hungarian citizens, including those who supported Orban. In some U.S. coverage, Magyar has been labeled centrist or right-of-center. What his politics actually are — and this is another lesson of his victory — is pluralist. (snip-MORE)

Got Bread?

The early start of wheat harvest in Sumner County isn’t a good thing

June 01, 2026  Cueball

By James Jordan, Sumner Newscow — The month of May is barely over, and the wheat harvest has already started in Sumner County. That is not a good thing. Last year, the harvest didn’t get going well until mid-June, which is still on the early side.

Drought conditions over the winter and early spring caused the wheat to mature earlier than it should have, resulting in poorer yields.

Recent rains are likely too little too late; wet conditions may even hamper the harvest.

Last year, there was good wheat in the fields, but wet conditions prevented a bumper harvest.

State and local wheat officials say the wheat that is out there is not in very good shape.

According to the Kansas Wheat Association, the crop generally looked good as it went into its dormant stage in the late fall. There was not much rain in March and April, which is the primary growing stage, turning a promising crop into a dismal one.

The drought conditions in that growing stage force the wheat to develop faster. It limits the yield and accelerates growth, which is why we have wheat ready to harvest so early.

There are still some areas in Sumner and Cowley County that may get good yields. Conditions are much worse in western and central Kansas.

According to USDA statistics, as of the beginning of May, 41 percent of the wheat was very poor or poor, with 35 percent being fair. Only 24 percent was rated good or excellent.

As of last week, the wheat commission reported 55 percent as poor to very poor, and 30 percent as fair. Only 15 percent was rated good.

Last year at this time, 48 percent was rated as good to excellent.

The USDA estimates that this year’s crop could be the smallest nationwide since 1965 and 25 percent smaller than last year.

The Kids Are All Right

Student Journalist Bravely Calls Out CBS News After Receiving Mike Wallace Scholarship At News Emmys—And We’re Cheering

Student journalist Santiago Campos used part of his acceptance speech after winning the Mike Wallace Memorial Scholarship at the News Emmys to call out the direction CBS News has recently headed, saying that it “stains the legacy of Mike Wallace”—and people are applauding.

By Peter Karleby

A student journalist is getting thunderous applause after bravely lambasting CBS’s capitulation to the Trump regime during his acceptance speech at the News Emmys.

Santiago Campos, a senior at District of Columbia International School in DC, was awarded the Mike Wallace Memorial Scholarship, created in honor of the legendary CBS journalist of the same name.

Campos, after being presented his award by CBS’s Scott Pelley, thanked the network for its gift but then quickly pivoted to calling out the appalling direction the network has taken since Trump re-took office last year.

Nearly every American media network has bent the knee to Trump to some degree, but none more than CBS, which has turned into something akin to state media since being taken over by right-wing propagandist and Trump acolyte Bari Weiss.

Campos, standing before a room full of the most powerful people in news, plainly called this what it is: a “stain” on Wallace’s legacy and journalism itself.

Campos called out in particular the network’s slant in favor of Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu, saying:

“While I want to thank CBS news for funding this generous gift towards my education, I want to also acknowledge how the recent direction of the outlet stains the legacy of Mike Wallace, the namesake of this scholarship…”

“…So, if at any time you hesitate to utter the word genocide or remain silent in the face of blatant lies. Remember to ask yourself, Who is this for?”

There’s little doubt of Weiss’s answer to that question—it’s “for” Donald Trump. But most of those who remain at the network since Weiss’s takeover once had reputations as some of the most august journalists in the country.

There are blaring signs that that is changing: CBS’s ratings have plummeted since Weiss’s takeover, which has seen both the network’s morning news show CBS Mornings and CBS Nightly News take decidedly more Trump-friendly stances. (snip-a bit MORE)

More For Pride:


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There is a great deal of peace & justice history for June 1, that includes Sojourner Truth, the Greenwood massacre, Nazis, Sen. Margaret Chase Smith, The Lord’s Prayer in public schools and SCOTUS, and even more; here for PRIDE I’m featuring Henry Gerber. The link for the entire date’s history is beneath.

June 1, 1932
Gay rights organizer Henry Gerber published an article in Modern Thinker magazine attacking the view that homosexuality is a neurosis.

In 1924, Henry Gerber, a postal worker in Chicago, started the Society for Human Rights, America’s first known gay rights organization.
“The Society for Human Rights is formed to promote and protect the interests of people who are abused and hindered in the legal pursuit of happiness which is guaranteed them by the Declaration of Independence, and to combat the public prejudices against them.”
After having created and distributed a newsletter called “Friendship and Freedom,” Gerber was arrested and held for 3 days without a warrant or being charged with any infractions. Upon release he lost his job for “conduct unbecoming a postal worker.”

Following the last of his three trials, in which the charges were ultimately dismissed, Gerber moved to new York City and re-enlisted in the U.S. Army, serving another 17 years. He lived until 1972, passing away at the the U.S. Soldiers’ and Airmen’s Home in Washington, D.C., living long enough to see the Stonewall Rebellion [see June 28, 1969], the beginning of the modern gay rights movement.
 More on Henry Gerber  (2 links; I’m including the 2d one because it’s a National Parks Services page, but it’s “in progress,” as we would expect in light of Exec. Orders…)

https://www.peacebuttons.info/E-News/peacehistoryjune.htm#june1

This Month In History,

Carson McCullers’s debut novel, The Heart is a Lonely Hunteris published.

On June 4, 1940, the day her debut novel The Heart is a Lonely Hunter was published, 23-year-old Carson McCullers was alone in New York City. She’d come with her husband to promote the book, but he was off sailing with a friend. “She knew almost no one in New York except the kindly older woman acquaintance who had found her the room,” writes Mary V. Dearborn.  
“She was nearly penniless, but she had to scrape together enough money to buy something to wear to a meeting with her editor the next week. June 4 was a pause. On one side were Carson’s years growing up in provincial Columbus, Georgia, and the succession of Southern towns to which her husband’s job had called them. On the other side, she assumed, would be the exciting life of an author, living glamorously in New York City, meeting the writers, artists, and musicians who had peopled her fantasies.”
The Heart is a Lonely Hunter was hotly anticipated, despite—or because of—its strangeness. “It did not fit any of the accepted and expected categories of mainstream fiction,” Dearborn explains. “It was neither a love story nor a bildungsroman, it did not have characters whom readers could recognize as like themselves, it did not have a happy ending, and it did not have a single strong narrative line.” It was a book about misfits, written by a misfit. But, importantly, McCullers was a young misfit, and publishing has always loved nothing better than a wunderkind. “Readers were flabbergasted to learn that this tour de force was the work of someone so young and, despite her gender-ambiguous name, a woman,” writes Dearborn. “It was hard to believe she knew so much about the ‘lonely hearts’ of others, said one critic. She seemed sui generis, unique, and as it turned out, as odd as some of her characters.” Richard Wright compared her favorably to William Faulkner and Sherwood Anderson and Ernest Hemingway, and wrote that “whether you will want to read the book depends upon the extent to which you value the experience of discovering the stale and familiar terms of everyday life bathed in a rich and strange meaning, devoid of pettiness and sentimentality.” A lot of people wanted to read it. The novel became a bestseller, and McCullers, at least for a time, was offered entry into the artist’s life of her dreams. “I became an established literary figure overnight and I was much too young to understand what happened to me or the responsibility it entailed,” she said later. “I was a bit of a holy terror.” It’s hard to hold it against her, though. By the age of 30 she would have had two major strokes; she died much too young, at 50, after a brain hemorrhage, leaving behind years of literary potential along with her enduring classics. 

 Read an excerpt of The Heart is a Lonely Hunter here.

Cataloguing Carson McCullers’ Clothes: Long Coats, Vests, and Gender Fluidity

Jenn Shapland on What She Found in the Writer’s Archives

(click through on here or the title/hyperlink just above to read more)