From Your Gay Uncle

You know the one.

The one with the better apartment, the right bag, and an opinion about your tea … or that shirt … gently letting you know. Not judging. Just a nudge.

A note from him every Friday — a few finds, things worth knowing.

It’s like a letter left on a table, not a library card catalog. It arrives, you read it, it’s gone. No archive, no search. Spend some time with it. Then back out into the world, not deeper into a screen.

No tracking pixels. No affiliate links. No sponsors. No pop-ups, cookies, or algorithm deciding what you see. And no data sold. Ever.

If Uncle recommends something, it’s because he thinks it’s worth your time.

One-click unsubscribe. Always easy to find.

This is the internet Uncle still believes in — one that hasn’t been enshittified.