Saturday, August 31, 2024

I mean, Who Knew

Apparently trans kids can get gender affirming surgery at public schools. WHO KNEW.  We had to go through years of therapy, and find about ten thousand dollars, and hunt down a certified surgeon, and go through several more months of working with them, and...


This is honestly what today's "conservatives" seem to believe, that a ten year old child can be convinced that they are trans by someone, usually a teacher, and two days later get gender affirming surgery (or, as these "conservatives" usually put it, get some body part "chopped off"), no therapy needed, no questions asked, no parents consulted.

And, of course, they're absolutely obsessed with trans people. It's not just a delusion, it's monomania.



Friday, August 30, 2024

LOL

 

Thursday, August 29, 2024

Advice I Give My Workshop Students

I'm always telling them to trust their readers -- that is, to believe that their readers will pick up what they're putting down; but I like this advice better:

 

Can't remember who came up with this, but it remains one of my favourite pieces of advice for writers of fiction: Write as if your reader is cleverer than you.

— Simon Spanton (@simonguy.bsky.social) Aug 29, 2024 at 6:32 AM

(Skeet: Can't remember who came up with this, but it remains one of my favourite pieces of advice for writers of fiction: Write as if your reader is cleverer than you.)

I also tell my writers that they can't write for their worst readers. Don't dumb that shit down, don't try to keep your bad-faith readers from being offended. Write like the world's on fire and you're the only one with water. Give the readers that water.


Wednesday, August 28, 2024

What I'm Reading Now


Jodi Picoult, By Any Other Name

Picoult is one of those authors I like to read without really being a big fan of her work. This is a departure for her -- it's part historical novel, part contemporary. In Elizabethan England, we have Emilia, who lives in the orbit of Elizabeth's court, and who is sold at age 13 to be the kept woman of an English lord. (He sells her to someone else when she gets pregnant.) It's Picoult's theory that this woman is the actual author of some of Shakespeare's plays.

In the present, we have Emilia's descendent, Melina, who has been unable to succeed in New York's playwriting scene, while mediocre male writers win accolades and see their work staged. 

I was put off this book by its main idea, that of someone else writing Shakespeare's plays, and I still don't buy it; but Picoult makes an interesting case. I'd also heard all the arguments for why men sell more books/get more reviews/are taken more seriously as authors in the present day before, so that part of the book bored me a little. Picoult makes a good argument in both parts of the book, I guess is what I'm saying, but I'm probably not the intended audience. 

I liked the Elizabethan sections a lot more than the modern day sections -- Picoult might think about writing more historical novels.

I am reminded of one of my professors when I was in the writing program who set us a question on a big exam: name a writer we thought was not as famous as they should be, and say why. I named a woman writer, and made the argument that she was not receiving the fame she deserved specifically because she was a woman writing historical novels. That (male) professor wrote historical novels, and I think he felt attacked, because he gave me a low grade and claimed my argument was "wildly corny." And yes, I'm still holding a grudge.


Peter Heller, Burn

Speaking of mediocre male writers.

Honestly this is a typical Peter Heller book. Two guys in a homosocial (definitely not homoerotic) relationship go through some shit. There's weird spacing which I agree has an effect on how the narrative reads. No dog in this one, but there's a small child in a lion suit which kind of stands in for the dog.

The event that causes the guys to have trouble is a civil war, kicking off not in Texas or Alabama as you would expect but in Maine. I kind of liked that, it's a bit fresh. 

There's never any explanation about why the Maine secessionists assassinated the president, but that works, I guess, since our two guys are as confused as the reader about why all this is happening. I also like Heller having the federal government pursue a scorched earth campaign against the rebel territory, like Sherman marching through Atlanta (which Heller lampshades in the text). The rebels turn out to be equally ruthless in their actions against the U.S. troops sent in to handle the rebellion. Both sides, am I right?

Anyway, it's a readable book. I read the whole thing in one evening. But since Heller is determined not to examine the ethics of starting a civil war, or even notice why the civil war is happening, the book is ultimately unsatisfying.

Also I see that Heller still has not figured out what women actually are or how one would act. 6/10, only read it if you're desperate for something to read.


C. J. Cherryh, Cuckoo's Egg

Speaking of women authors who don't get this fame they deserve.

This is a Cherryh novel which somehow I had never read. It's pretty good, and Wikipedia tells me it was nominated for a Hugo in 1986. An alien civilization (really well done by Cherryh here) has a brief war with some humans who arrive in their solar system. The humans are all killed, but the aliens are worried that they might come back, so they clone one of the humans and a Hatani from the alien world raises the child from infancy, training him up to be a Hatani himself.

Cherryh never defines Hatani (since everyone in the alien civilization knows what one is), or tells us why this Hatani has a human baby, so we have to figure this out as we go along. That's Cherryh's usual technique, and you either like it or hate it. I like it, for the record.

Cherryh's worldbuilding here is excellent, as usual. This is part coming of age novel (as the infant grows up) and part mystery (what's happened, why are these aliens raising a human?), and works pretty well, though the end left me wanting more. 

If you haven't read Cherryh and you like science fiction, highly recommended.

Tuesday, August 27, 2024

The Legacy

My kid has also started teaching, his university and mine being on the same schedule. He's taking classes besides, as well as shadowing his mentor-TA (or whatever it is called), and sitting in on the lectures that go with the lab he's teaching. So he's got a more than full-time job, is what I'm saying.

Anyway, he and I are commiserating on how exhausted we are. Looking back at previous semesters (FB memories now handily provides me with previous semester comments) I can see I was just as exhausted during all those years as well.

Partly it's the heavy class load (I'm teaching five this semester so I can teach three in the spring), partly it's the relentless heat, partly it's that my classes are scattered all over the campus, so that I'm putting in literal miles walking to them every day. I'll adapt in a week or two, I know, but right now I'm at the "Oh Christ not again" stage when the alarm goes off every morning.

Six weeks until Fall Break. 

Saturday, August 24, 2024

The Election

I'm feeling a little better about the election right now, but I can't feel great, not after 2016. God, that was the worst night. 

Also, all over my FB page, there are Trump supporters squealing about how Harris makes no sense when she talks, and how she stabbed "her boss," by which they mean Biden, in the back to get the nomination. I assume these are Fox News talking points, since neither claim is supported by evidence, or even makes sense, for that matter. As I previously noted, living in a Red State is depressing.

There are also these Trump supporters making faux-earnest posts asking "liberals" to explain why they're voting for Harris without mentioning that she's a woman. These have replaced the posts that claim "liberals" want people to vote for Harris "just because" she's a woman, while also not being able to define a woman.

Honestly, I have not had much faith in my fellow Arkansawyers, not since the 2016 election. So it's not like I can still be disillusioned. But yeah, this sort of filth is depressing.

Their Candidate of Choice


Thursday, August 22, 2024

Also...

My phone keeps track of how far I walk each day (for some nefarious purpose I am sure), and I learned on Tuesday that just in the course of teaching my four classes I am walking 2.3 miles a day.

This is why I'm so exhausted.


In Which I Am Surrounded by MAGAts

So I was at the gym yesterday, having finished working out and waiting for Dr. Skull to show up, and more than one old guy stopped in front of me to talk to some other old guy, and I had to listen to them both explaining why Biden was evil and how Trump was the only hope for the nation and how Kamel-a didn't have any idea what she was doing, she didn't know anything, the reason prices were so high now was all Biden's fault, and it was too bad Democrats were too stupid to understand that.

One guy, who was a farmer, said he can't sell his grain for as much as he was selling it last year. That's Biden's fault, although the fact that he could sell it for a lot last year has nothing to do with Biden.

It's kind of depressing having to live in the Fort, I guess is my point. 


Wednesday, August 21, 2024

Teaching is Exhausting

I came home yesterday afternoon, ate dinner, and went directly to bed. Woke up this morning at four a.m. Apparently my teaching stamina is gone.


Tuesday, August 20, 2024

Teaching from 8:00 until 3:30

You know, it is just physically hard to teach four classes in a row.

Even if every computer and SmartBoard works perfectly, which today none have, at least so far.



Monday, August 19, 2024

Eye Exam

I finally had my eye exam today, after a couple of delays. They dilated my eyes, so I was useless all day -- I couldn't read, or get any writing done, or even work on my online classes. I did do the dishes, and listened to audiobooks.

Anyway, the eye guy says they've done what they can for my eyes. Nothing's gone to make them 20/20 at this point. (They're 20/25 currently.) He says when they get rid of the cataract which is forming in my left eye, that might help some; but it's not serious enough to remove at this point.

So I guess I squint until then.


Saturday, August 17, 2024

My Kid Does Art

This is our little dog Heywood, who died earlier this year:


Watercolor on paper. My kid painted it for Dr. Skull, who misses Heywood a lot.


Rain

Big storm here last night, with some much needed rain but also pretty fierce winds. None of my trees came down: just a lot of branches. Power is out all over the city, though not here.

The weather is going to cool down briefly. I'm pleased, as you can imagine. Five more weeks of summer.

Friday, August 16, 2024

Pre-School Conferences

 

...are the absolute worst.

Yesterday and I today I spent/will spend about six hours each in "conferences," which is to say sitting in an uncomfortable chair in close proximity to other people (while COVID is once again spiking in Arkansas) listening to people tell me things I could have just as easily learned via email.

Luckily I had my tablet. Previous to phones and tablets, I would have spent those hours in stultifying boredom.

Honestly I was still pretty bored.

There are some things we have to "confer" on, because of federal law, like ADA training, but ugh, the rest.


Wednesday, August 14, 2024

Fall Semester

Classes start on Monday, which is hard to believe. Just a minute ago I had a whole nice leisurely summer spread out ahead of me like a paradisiacal mountain meadow. Now here come the swamps again.

I actually start on Tuesday, since I have a T/R teaching schedule. But of course I have a ton of prep to do before then. (I've already started the prep.) I'm teaching five classes this semester, in exchange for only teaching three in the spring: three Comp I classes, one nonfiction writing class, and one global lit.

The good news: this is my last fall semester. Next fall I shall be retired and living in Fayetteville.


Tuesday, August 13, 2024

OMG

 This is the weather forecast for the next ten days:


High of 79 a couple days ago and I dared to hope that the worse might be over. Hubris!

Six more weeks of summer.


Monday, August 12, 2024

My Kid Starts Graduate School

My kid had his first day of orientation for graduate school today. He's going for his Masters in Biological Anthropology, focusing on paleoecology. No cultural anthropology for him, he says. Bones and worms and extinction events are what he likes.

He's got a TA, which will pay a stipend and his tuition. He'll be making slightly more than he made working the help desk, so that's nice. He's teaching two labs and taking I forget what classes.

He says he's already met some cool people. 


Sunday, August 11, 2024

It's an Insult, See? Because Tampons are

 

Don't Chonk on Me

 


Thursday, August 08, 2024

Things the Right Wants Us to Be Angry about

 

Tim Walz 

  • Passed legislation providing free meals to kids at public schools
  • Passed legislation providing menstrual supplies to kids in public schools in the 4th through the 12th grade (they're spinning this as "gives tampons to boys," but nothing in the legislation mentions gender or specific sorts of menstrual supplies)
  • Protected the right to an abortion and made Minnesota a sanctuary state for people seeking abortions
  • Also made Minnesota a sanctuary state for trans people
  • Adopted "clean car" regulations, in order to reduce Greenhouse gasses. 
  • Passed legislation restoring voting rights to felons
  • Retired from the National Guard in order to run for office a couple years before his unit deployed to Iraq (the war the Right now claims it was always against)
He also got a DUI several decades ago, after which he quit drinking entirely, and still doesn't drink. The outrage on this one amuses me especially since I can remember "conservatives" saying it didn't matter if Trump sexually assaulted people when he was in his sixties, since he was seventy now, and after all people can change, can't they?

They also want us to be mad at Kamala Harris because she laughs too much.

This is some real desperation, y'all. I gotta admit, it's making laugh, probably too much.



Wednesday, August 07, 2024

Testing, Testing

 

kinda hilarious that the "nobody can tell jokes anymore" crowd is super angry about a couch joke

— Mike Drucker (@mikedrucker.bsky.social) Aug 7, 2024 at 11:33 AM

Tim Walz's Cat


 Tim Walz makes an ad for the humane society, featuring his rescue cat Honey. This is from six months ago, btw.

Watch through to where Honey and Walz's dog are best friends. Cats and dogs living together!


Tuesday, August 06, 2024

Tim Walz Jokes

 Love these:








Well, Yeah

 I mean, this was my reaction:


(Tweet by geekysteven.bsky.social saying: Harris choosing Tim Walz as her running mate sets a dangerous precedent that Democrats might do cool shit that voters love) 

Weird Insomnia

 So I have a new kind of insomnia now, where I fall asleep okay, but then wake up four or five hours later -- asleep at 12:30 a.m. last night, awake at 5:30 this morning. I try going back to sleep, but no dice.

Don't know what could be causing this new torment. At least it will come in handy when the semester starts -- I have an 8:00 class this semester, ugh.


Monday, August 05, 2024

Medical Procedures Eating My Life

I have four medical appointments or procedures in the next six days.

And then the fall semester starts.


Saturday, August 03, 2024

Leftist Memes

 Spotted in the wild:







Friday, August 02, 2024

Just a Note

After a certain point, we have to realize that arguing/explaining things to this current crop of "conservatives" is pointless. (Things like "Is Harris black?" or "Was that athlete actually male?" or "Why vaccines are good, actually" or "No, there really isn't any significant voter fraud in the U.S." or "Are hats real?")

These "conservatives" don't care about truth or facts. They want to say (and probably believe) bigoted nonsense, and explaining why they are wrong is (1) a waste of time and (2) useless, since (see above) they do not care.

I, too, as an educator want to believe that if we just explain clearly enough and provide sufficient data that we can get people to understand why they're wrong, which will lead to them changing their minds. I want to believe we can say, nicely, calmly, "That turns out not to be the case. Look at these studies, and this research review. We can clearly see...."

But that's not what happens. What happens is we waste a bunch of time doing research, providing evidence, and constructing clear, cogent explanations, and "conservatives" shrug and say whatever, I don't care, you use pronouns, nyah nyah.

Accept that they're determined to believe whatever they need to believe to support their bigotry, block them, and move on.



Thursday, August 01, 2024

Also Obsessed (in a totally not weird way) with who Harris slept with and why