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A discussion based on the material from a recently published book: Real Utopia: Participatory Society for the 21st Century Edited by Chris…
Lydia Sargent
Lydia Sargent (January 10, 1942 - 27 September, 2020) was a mother of three, a feminist, a playwright, publisher, director, actor, and activist. She cofounded Z Magazine, South End Press, and Z Media Institute.
She was a member of the Newbury Street Theater in Boston and drew significant acclaim for her play, I Read About My Death in Vogue Magazine (1985). She produced, directed, and acted in many plays with the Woods Hole Theater Company.
Lydia was the author of Women and Revolution, Playbook, and many journalistic works and essays. She engaged in countless other projects as an anti-war activist, civil disobedience organizer, and teacher. She is remembered as an inspiring example of bravery in overcoming personal circumstance, and of loving always firstly to pursue better for all.
A discussion based on the material from a recently published book: Real Utopia: Participatory Society for the 21st Century Edited by Chris…
— ELECTION DISSENSION — "Election Dissension" is part of a Z Magazine series on all things electoral. We welcome your contributions to…
— ELECTION DISSENSION — "Election Dissension" is part of a Z Magazine series on all things electoral. We welcome your contributions to…
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