Conservatism consists of exactly one proposition, to
wit: There must be in-groups whom the law protects but does not bind,
alongside out-groups whom the law binds but does not protect...
Conservatism consists of exactly one proposition, to
wit: There must be in-groups whom the law protects but does not bind,
alongside out-groups whom the law binds but does not protect...
My review of The Relentless Moon, by Mary Robinette Kowal, is live at Strange Horizons.
Spoilers: I liked it, with some quibbles.
Now I have a swarm of bees in my yard (hanging in the tree-that-might-be-a-Japanese-Cherry-tree).
That's plague, screeching owls, and now swarms of bees. Hail and cattle disease, coming right up.
I asked the internet, which gives me conflicting advice. Most say to leave the bees alone for a little while and see if they leave -- they're looking for a new home, and will probably go find one if I don't bother them.
Others say they will die if it freezes, which...the low tonight is supposed to be 30 degrees. (In April! In Arkansas!)
There's a hive in one of the other trees, and I suspect this swarm came from there. I'm going to call the county extension office if the swarm is still there when I get home today. (That's the advice most of the internet gave me.)
A barn owl is living in one of the trees in my yard -- or maybe two owls.
Their screams are pretty terrifying. The first time one screamed, I thought, holy shit, is that an alien being tortured?
Like that, only really fucking LOUD.
It's winter here again -- a frost warning for tomorrow night. (I am worried about my tomato plants.)
Mind you, I am enjoying the unseasonably cool weather. Usually by this time we are hard into summer and I am spending $$$ on air conditioning. Yesterday I had to put on the heat.
We filed our taxes. Only owed the state $58 dollars, and might get something back from the Feds -- which is better than a few years ago, when we owed them money.
Meanwhile our Biden buck finally arrived. I am saving them up against this summer, when I have no classes and also the new system used by the university is apparently going to fuck up my pay.
They "can't" do a 12-month pay schedule anymore. So either I'm not getting paid this summer at all, or I'm getting 3 paychecks in June and then nothing until a half-check in August. Then next year, it's a 9-month pay schedule, though apparently they're going to set up some scheme by which we can "opt" to save 25% of each paycheck, and then...get all of that in June?
Also they'll be taking our part of the health insurance costs out in 9 lumps into of in 12 lumps.
Theoretically, it will be the same amount of money, just distributed weirdly. I am waiting to see what happens de facto. And hoarding cash, just in case.
It's been nearly three months since my mother died, back at the end of January.
In the weeks after her death, my brothers and SILs (who since I live six hundred miles away had to deal with everything) learned just how serious my father's memory problems had become. Apparently my mother had been covering for him for years.
Though in fairness, I think he has deteriorated a lot in the past year. It was during this past year that my mother began mentioning to me how much trouble he was having, and asking me -- after they visited -- if I noticed how different he was. (I did.)
In any case, my SIL and nephew took him to a neurologist, and he was diagnosed with Alzheimer's. We've got him in an assisted living facility now, which luckily his combined pensions and Social Security will pay for. He's physically very healthy, but he can't remember things -- he still has trouble remembering that my mother is dead.
This is all very depressing, I have to say. My father was a brilliant man -- his intelligence, his mind, was his strength. Now he can't remember how to charge his phone.
Hurry
We stop
at the dry cleaners and the grocery store
and the gas station and the green market and
Hurry up honey, I say, hurry,
as she runs along two or three steps behind me
her blue jacket unzipped and her socks rolled down.
Where
do I want her to hurry to? To her grave?
To mine? Where one day she might stand all grown?
Today,
when all the errands are finally done, I say to her,
Honey I'm sorry I keep saying Hurry—
you walk ahead of me. You be the mother.
And,
Hurry up, she says, over her shoulder, looking
back at me, laughing. Hurry up now darling, she says,
hurry, hurry, taking the house keys from my hands.
We're having an abnormally cool spring here this year, which I am all in favor of -- usually by this time, we're seeing temperatures in the 80s and 90s. And we did hit 80 here last week. But mostly we're having mid-sixties, and lows in the 40s and 50s at night.
It's very nice. More of this, please!
Conservative bigots are so concerned* about damage being done to children, except of course when it is damage they approve of. See this thread here, and this one here, but I'm sure all y'all can fill in your own blanks**.
1. No, not done: God forbid we actually talk honestly about what risks are culturally sanctioned and which ones are forbidden when it comes to young people - young trans people.
— Dr CN Lester (@cnlester) April 8, 2021
Let me tell you about breaking my wrist:
In my state you can legally be married at FOURTEEN, but they are trying to pass a law that says that if you want gender-affirming pharmaceuticals or surgery, you are legally a minor until you are 21 and can't receive those things until then. FASCINATING. I fucking hate it here.
— frannie (@faultyfrannie) April 7, 2021
Duolingo is beta-testing Yiddish on its platform.
And my writing students are writing the best Bredlik poems.
And my kid does amazing art:
As most of you probably already know, our state legislature overturned our governor's veto on the hate bill. This is all virtue signaling -- the ACLU is already planning to challenge this "law," and will certainly win handily, given that the bill clearly discriminates against one class of people.
That is to say, for example, we can give puberty blockers to cis kids, and parents of cis kids can get them whatever therapy and plastic surgery they desire; it's only trans kids who can't, and parents of trans kids who are forbidden by the state from seeking medical and psychological help; and doctors are only forbidden by the state from providing needed medical care to trans kids.
The GOP and other bigots are showing their true colors here, of course. No government overreach, they howl -- unless that overreach allows them to hurt the people they hate. Then it's fine.
Meanwhile, in North Carolina, their legislature is voting to make it a crime for a medical professional to do anything that allows a trans kid to "present themselves" as their actual gender. And it will force teachers to report any kid who seems "gender non-conforming."
Ten years from now, every single one of these hateful vipers will be claiming they "have no problem" with trans people, and that "of course" trans people should have equal rights, and that "of course" no one sane thinks otherwise.
None of us are going to forget, though. I promise you that.
ETA: More here
Our governor vetoed the hate bill.
Arkansas’ governor has vetoed legislation that would have made his state the first to ban gender confirming treatments for transgender youth.
So that's some good news!
We've just found out that our university is not just going totally f2f in the fall, but that we're no longer going to be doing the alt.hybrid thing.
(The alt.hybrid thing is when you teach the class half online and half f2f -- so like half the class comes on Tuesday, and half on Thursday, and most of the work is done online.)
I'm extremely pleased. True, the part where I get to do most of my work squirreled away in my house like the introvert I am was very nice. But on the other hand, teaching this way (mostly) does not work. Students are less engaged and less interested, and about half of mine have checked out entirely -- they don't come to class even on the days they're scheduled to, and they have quit doing any of the work.
Since much of the work is online, some of them seem to think they can just put off doing the work until the last few weeks of class, and then "catch up." But that's going to be impossible.
One good thing that may come out of this: maybe university administrators will stop claiming that online teaching is the future of the university. Because, bah.
My yard is filled with violets:
Also bees, though I didn't get a picture of those.
This thread is pretty good:
Starts here:
I'm the parent of a trans kid. I want to clarify what that means (as best I can), because a lot of folks don't know or make incorrect presumptions. Happy #TransDayOfVisibility.
— Jesse Thorn (@JesseThorn) March 31, 2021