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Stephen H. Provost is an author of paranormal adventures and historical non-fiction. “Memortality” is his debut novel on Pace Press, set for release Feb. 1, 2017.

An editor and columnist with more than 30 years of experience as a journalist, he has written on subjects as diverse as history, religion, politics and language and has served as an editor for fiction and non-fiction projects. His book “Fresno Growing Up,” a history of Fresno, California, during the postwar years, is available on Craven Street Books. His next non-fiction work, “Highway 99: The History of California’s Main Street,” is scheduled for release in June.

For the past two years, the editor has served as managing editor for an award-winning weekly, The Cambrian, and is also a columnist for The Tribune in San Luis Obispo.

He lives on the California coast with his wife, stepson and cats Tyrion Fluffybutt and Allie Twinkletail.

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On Life

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How the GOP became a Trojan horse for white supremacists

Stephen H. Provost

What has happened is the same thing that happens in a parliamentary government: The Republican Party as we knew it in the 1980s through 2004 has become too weak to hold power by itself. So it has been forced to form a coalition with a “minority party” called the KKK, the Proud Boys, and other white nationalist/Aryan groups in order to stay in control.

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An open letter to white supremacists from a white guy

Stephen H. Provost

On Wednesday, a bunch of you stupid white guys with stupid flags, yelling stupid sayings in service of a stupid man broke into the Capitol building on a murderous rampage, intent on destroying my country. You’ll notice one word is repeated numerous times in that sentence. Stupid.

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How far has journalism fallen? Many outlets are content to mirror Twitter

Stephen H. Provost

News “stories,” such as they are, often consist of an introductory paragraph or two, followed by a long string of screen-shot tweets under a generic headline that contains the words “Twitter reacts to” or something similar. This is not journalism. … It’s just copying stuff down. There’s no storytelling, no background, and very little context. Why should anyone bother even reading it instead of reading, well, Twitter?

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Independent thinkers and the lonely lives we lead

Stephen H. Provost

Our problem is that we’d still rather spin our wheels with scapegoating and conspiracy theories than work together. Because we don’t trust each other. We’ve forgotten how to look for that spark of commonality in one another’s human eyes, and we’ve chosen instead to focus on how we’re different, and why we’re (supposedly) a threat to one another. Recognizing that spark won’t solve every problem. It’s just a beginning, and there will be a lot of work involved. But beginning is better than never trying.

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Nostalgia and racism: a false equivalency

Stephen H. Provost

I miss Woolworth, but I don’t miss segregated lunch counters. I miss the NFL in the ’70s, but I don’t miss the Washington Football Team’s old name. I miss the days when players played their entire careers for a single team, but I don’t miss the exploitive reserve clause the forced them to stay there. I miss the old suburban shopping malls, but I prefer the new, diverse suburbia. I miss the days when “Merry Christmas” and “Happy Holidays” were genuine well wishes, not ammunition in some imaginary war.

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