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Thursday, May 25, 2017
Monday, May 22, 2017
The Worst Student in your class had something to say
Math joke (I think?)
Why this amuses me so much I cannot begin to explain
Interesting cartoon about the division of labor in the heteronormative household
Wisconsin wants to destroy free speech in order to save it
Laura Kipnis, who thinks people who object to professors preying sexually on their students are treating women like infants, is being sued by one of those infants. As someone who more than once saw what happened to women who got used for sex by their (almost always much older) professors, I have not been at all sympathetic to Kipnis's position. Yes, clearly, the women in these cases are legal adults. But also -- clearly -- you don't fuck your students. There's a power dynamic involved, and anyone who is an ethical professors and and an ethical human being understands that. It's not about making women into infants. It's about holding professors responsible for their actions.
And also, yes, often the sex was not consensual, no matter what the professor claimed. And in these cases, who gets believed? I know MRA activists say it's always the woman, but in fact it is almost always the person with more power in the situation.
ETA: This post on lead, h/t Heebie over at Unfogged
This cartoon by Tom Gauld is sadly apropos. (You'll remember Tom Gauld as the artist/writer of Mooncop, a wonderful graphic novel now up for two Eisner awards.)
Why are upper case letters and lower case letters called that? Here's why!
I'm still sorting books -- up to the T's now, plus we have sorted and shelved the poetry, the graphic novels and (some of) the reference books.
Meanwhile, here's what I've been reading:
Jo Walton, Farthing, Ha'Penny, Half a Crown
These are three separate books, a trilogy. I found them during the great sorting, and uttered a cry of glee, since I had forgotten all about them. I think these may well be the first Jo Walton books I read, though I'm not sure about that.
They're alternative history novels, set in London (mostly), a London in which England made peace with Hitler in 1941. America never entered the war; Hitler conquers most of the Continent, and in the first novel, Farthing, Germany is still fighting Russia.
Saturday, May 20, 2017
My kid and Dr. Skull went to the Farmer's Market together this morning. They returned with many things, including five enormous sacks of pickling cucumbers. "TF," I said, when I saw these. "What do you plan to do with that many cucumbers?"
"Make pickles," Dr. Skull said, as if twenty gallons of pickles were just what we needed.
My kid's tweet about it:
my dad: we're gonna buy five bags of pickles— me, an intellectual (@jasperlizard) May 20, 2017
my dad: mom is 85% of our impulse control
me: sounds legit
Tuesday, May 16, 2017
You would not believe how tiring this is. I mean, most books can't weight more than half a pound, right? And I'm only working at this a few hours a day. But at the end of the day I'm aching like I've been bailing hay or digging ditches.
Also, books are very dusty.
Also, we have so much poetry. You'd think one of us was married to a poet or something.
Monday, May 15, 2017
So far I'm up to the C's.
I'm also writing a lot, though. Meanwhile, have some links!
Lots of people seemed to be confused by what cultural appropriation is and what we should care. Scalzi writes a post. (But a broad hint, for those who are confused: no, "cultural appropriation" does not meant that white straight people aren't "allowed" to write about people from other cultures.)
Sunday, May 14, 2017
Friday, May 12, 2017
This attitude, which I'm not even sure Rod Dreher realizes he ascribes to, is one that my child was exposed to commonly as she grew up in our Red State.
It's not that Rod Dreher is saying, wow, look at how American attitudes toward these specific social questions have changed. No, he is literally saying that if someone is a Liberal they cannot be a Christian.
Thursday, May 11, 2017
Yesterday was the kid's very last day of high school. Is she pleased? My, yes.
Although she confessed last night that she was a little sad too. "Do you want to go back to high school?" I asked, curiously.
Her expression grew horrified. "Oh hell no!"
Meanwhile, today is my last day of Spring 2017 -- I'm giving my last exams, I mean. I still have to go to commencement on Saturday. (The kid is not attending her high school commencement, for which I am more grateful than I can say.) And I also have a mountain of grading.
While I am grading? Some links for you:
In Dutch Harbor, Alaska, bald eagles have become so common the local post office has to arm its patrons with helmets to keep them safe as they go in and out of the building. That's just one of the interesting accommodations the locals are making to live with their massive colony of eagles. Remember when bald eagles were endangered? Me, too.
Sunday, May 07, 2017
It's the end of the semester, the GOP is more and more brazen about revealing their true motives and natures, and I continue to read obsessively.
Though yesterday we did go to Fayetteville to celebrate the kid's birthday -- she's nineteen, if you can believe that. I cannot. She used to be five. She used to be seven. Once she was thirteen. What is this behavior, turning nineteen? Yet here she is, an adult, earning money with her art, heading off to the university. Kids. Whattaya gonna do.
What I'm reading:
Claire North, End of the Day
I can't decide about this one. It's been getting excellent reviews and good reactions all over the net, and there were some amazing moments in it. Plus the premise is just great -- Charlie gets hired to be the Harbinger of Death. That is, Death (or rather, Death's agent) sends him out to deliver certain gifts to people. Maybe these people are going to die, or maybe not. (The gift can be a warning or a courtesy, Charlie explains.)
Friday, May 05, 2017
(1) You can donate to those running against the GOP legislators who voted for the vile and cruel bill. Go to this link to learn more: ActBlue
(2) You can take broader actions: Enough is Enough
Trump and his rich friends are in this to loot the country. Don't let it happen.
My last day of teaching was yesterday. Next week is exams and grading, plus commencement on Saturday. This semester went well, I'm pleased to say -- all four of my classes were filled with students interested in doing good work.
Thursday, May 04, 2017
When I was a young graduate student, living on my stipend and what I had saved from my three years working at the library, I looked at the cost of the medical insurance which was available to us as students -- which cost nearly six hundred dollars a year, or a tenth of my stipend, for what was, after all, not very good insurance. Basically, unless you got cancer, it covered nothing at all. And what, after all, were the odds that I would get cancer?