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AdlerTweed.com
The author anchor site for Adler Tweed’s books, civic nonfiction, narrative nonfiction, historically grounded fiction, and the broader reading map.
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Public life, without the fog machine.
Project 1867 is Adler Tweed’s essay and notes space for history, politics in historical view, civic life, public memory, institutions, records, and the public facts we inherit.
It is built for readers who want the machinery explained without being drafted into a party choir: laws, offices, files, budgets, courts, elections, maps, and the habits that keep public life moving long after the headline has gone stale.
Primary destination
Start with the Substack.
Substack is the working desk: essays, notes, book-adjacent thinking, civic explainers, historical context, and the odd paper-trail goblin pulled from the filing cabinet.
Reader paths
Where to go next
Project 1867 points outward cleanly: first to the publication, then to the author site and the civic guide, then to the imprint.
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Canada Without the Fog
A plain-English civic map for anyone trying to understand which Canadian government does what, from Parliament and provinces to courts, rights, taxes, and city hall.
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Tertiary
HouseHippoPress.com
The compact publisher and imprint doorway: catalogue routing, contact information, and the quiet little machinery behind the books.
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Nonpartisan does not mean empty.
Project 1867 is built around civic literacy across the political spectrum. It can be skeptical, historical, careful, dryly amused, and allergic to slogans without turning into mush.
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Explain the machinery.
Parliament, provinces, courts, budgets, elections, offices, records, and the little gears that make public power move.
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Keep the record visible.
History is not wallpaper. It is the archive of why today’s institutions have the shapes they do.
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Respect the reader.
Plain language, no fake certainty, no partisan foghorn, no demand that readers surrender their own judgment at the door.