November 2006

If you don’t listen to Old Crow Medicine Show, you should. It’s bluegrass. And it kicks ass.

The fever still comes and goes…which means i’m still waiting for the worst to be over. The docs tell me that when it’s gone for 2-3 days, then i’ve entered the “tired as feck, but otherwise not entirely crappy” phase of mono. Still waiting. Yeah. Patiently or something.

One benefit to taking a little time off from the blog is that I’ve actually made the rounds in comments a little more. I go in streaks with this…and I should actually remember how much I love comments, and how that means I should go forth and spread the love. The problem with reading by RSS is that i’m often nodding along with an entire piece, utter a “fuck, yeah” at the end, and then go on to the next item in the que. And while the scarcity of time often dictates that…

Bees currently in my head covering are currently lead off by the really freaking terrible piece that Shake’s Sis decided to post. This is one of those “i really honestly expected better” situations, which makes it all the more bitter.

Let’s just get this clear. This “study” is meaningless. 69 is not a sample size. “Severity” is a word that has one meaning in institutional mental health settings: “non-compliance.” And what political preferences these people had do not actually predict the mental health of people who happen to share those political preferences. That’s called a logical fallacy. So running an after-study data-mine correlation between what patients are judged by others to be most “severely” affected by psychosis and a joke of a straw poll, and then laughing at the “political” implications of the above…

It’s despicable.

It’s politically meaningless, scientifically dishonest, encourages the trivialization of voting rights for disability communities, and above all, uses mental illness as a freaking bat in an eternal game of whack-a-fundie.

Goddammit, have we collectively learned nothing?

Zuzu says it when commenting on the latest incident in a long in coming and noticeably public melt-down of a netroots blog:

“These insults aren’t meant just for the recipients. They’re meant for everyone else in that group, too.”

The trick isn’t to be a “little more careful” this time. The problem with the blackface jokes isn’t that they weren’t timed well. It’s a goddamn gun. That’s what it does. It hurts people.



It’s mono. Cripes, I was really hoping for anything else.

Anyhow, I’ve been sleeping as much as possible, and trying not to let my throat kill me. I’m hoping to get back to a reasonable schedule over the next week or so, but we’ll see what happens. I’m already falling behind on reading for final papers and such, but my hope is to get caught up fairly quickly.

I’m off to nap…but go check out the 4th Disability Carnival while I’m snoozing.



Really hoping this isn’t mono.

I’ll be back when I’m not sleeping all day.


Yes, Sly is on probation. Sorry, but you’re dealing with a lawbreaker here. One year of “No Same or Similar” offenses, and I’ll be righteous again.

The upside? The speeding ticket I got last time I was home is off my record. Yippee!

Anyhow. Not much is new here, but i’m chewing through books trying to get ready for the final crunch time. The last weeks of a semester are understandably crazy, but this one is going to be pretty back loaded. The comprehensive final in Patristics has me….concerned.

In other news. Twisty articulates a more nuanced version of her previous argument on fellatio, including an emerging thesis of logical absurdity as representative of the limits of imagination under domination. I hold minor reservations with some of the language, and would love to hear her comprehensive view of the intersectionality of oppression…but it’s certainly worth a read. Also, if you enjoy the abstract concept of hope, do not read her second addendum.

Have yourselves a great day.


Kip Hawley is an idiot.

After dodging the unreliable, false positive giving puffer machines, simply by self-selecting a different line, I got through security without issue. As I’m heading home, I simply did not take toothpaste, deodorant (other than what was already on my person), or other personal products. Whoever thought up the 3.4 oz limit has to have an in with the travel size industry. Proctor and Gamble must have creamed their pants when they heard this one. Ziploc too. A person with 2 items in a non-standard bag had to toss away makeup and dramamine, both known to be dangerous substances.

Kip Hawley is an idiot. We’re no more secure than we were on 9/11. We’re just more hassled.

Annoyance gives the illusion of safety, folks.


PS: Kudos to BDL for having free wifi, so that I can post about how stupid their security is.

Sly has been pondering exactly where to go in terms of a PhD a lot. There are three concerns.

1. Will Sly enjoy this work?
2. Is Sly qualified to do said work?
3. Will someone give Sly money?

But now entering the mix is the concern that I have the chance to make a push for what I want academia to be. The perception of what is “legitimate” study is often correlated to the number of white dudes who think it’s important…and while that horrifies me deeply, I rarely pass up the opportunity to use privilege against privilege. Rachel writes about the way in which academia still has significant segregation, in this case along gender lines. When women enter a field in great numbers, men tend to leave. And men don’t enter traditionally “female” fields. Yetch.

So. Somewhere between looking for a degree that will give me that precious “legitimacy” and one that will give me “fulfillment,” I have perhaps become confused.

So instead of figuring this out, I’ll be reading The Talking Book by Allan Callahan and listening to Pink. The first is for a paper later this term, the latter is off the link from the legendary Belledame.

Much better than existentialist academic crisis.



Than the loss of one’s native land.

So writes Euripedes.*

That would be a far more radical (and humiliating) foreign policy than waging conventional warfare against religious and political extremists who deny basic human rights to women. Forget the bombing campaigns and the torture. Just tell women and their children that they’re welcome to free lives of opportunity in a real democracy.

So writes Lindsay Beyerstein.

Fuck? Have y’all spent time in refugee issues at all? Having seen some of the fallout as a Constituent Advocate, I can tell you that this “proposal” is nothing less than a humanitarian disaster. Nobody ever recommends wholesale movements of people. For a reason. It’s dangerous, people get killed, health care and sanitation becomes impossible to deliver, and the resources spent on mitigating the disaster are mostly wasted.

Also, let’s note the specificity of the reccomendation. The removal of 50% of a nation’s population would be pretty much a guarantee of economic, food, and political collapse into total anarchy. The gendered removal of population is genocidal.

This is a proposal to annihilate an entire nation.

Go read BFP, who spotted this, and the comments there.


*I can’t actually find a source, and I begin to wonder if it’s not actually a misquote. But it was the tagline for the UNHCR for a long time. And as such, this quote has a meaning in the modern debate on displaced persons, refugee issues, and post-colonialism. So there. I just re-invented reality to suit the needs of my discourse.

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