Time to write my words!
Today has been a good day! Albeit a fairly low-key one.
I slept in until nearly ten, which feels...luxurious and stuff? I dunno man, Tuesday had to leave the house by like 7:30am so ke could get to work on time, which is very early for a non-teacher. (in contrast, Austin can leave after 9, as long as he's got his bike, or just before if he's walking to the shuttle). But I did not get out of bed at the same time! I stayed floppy and happy and snoozy and had weird edges of dreams and it was _great_ frankly. 10/10.
Got up, fucked around Tuesday's apartment, ate some snax, mostly played a bunch of Stardew because _obvs_. Managed to just begin an experiment with Camping Out, and now my next day is going to be waking up next to the skull mine and charging through it as deep as I can. Mua ha ha and stuff! (I possibly shouldn't have done this on the day I need to harvest my snowmelons (powdermelons?) but that's fine, it's fine, I can just be a day late with them since I don't really want to spend all my pinecones on more anyways, so maybe I'll just leave them lying around).
Tuesday got home around five, and we snuggled a bit and then walked off to a farmer's market not too far from ker place. We bought neat art! I got horrible barbie-arm earrings and I love them _so much_ already, and also earrings that might actually be a gift for Alys now that I think of it, and also talked to a very enthusiastic artist who makes acrylic rings (!) and they are so bright and chonky and wonderful and I'm going to use them as hair rings for my braids. She was completely charmed by the idea, and so I took one of her cards and promised I'd send a photo. So now I actually have to do that, but it'll be fun and I have all the right tools for it.
(At the yard sale SamSam and I went to over the weekend, I also bought more things to be hair rings, so I really am due a proper fun braiding).
We also stopped by a little food truck and got borgers1 and a different food truck for fries and enjoyed the stunning weather --warm but breezy and very pleasant in the shade. There were children and families and the occasional dog, and some kind of theatre happening, and it felt really good to be hanging out in A Community (even if it's technically not my community).
Also on the way home we saw a cat, who Tuesday gave much adoration to, and I finally got my Merlin app set up enough to put in some birds that I saw. I now have Two Birds on my life list, so I assume that's most of them2.
We got home in plenty of time before my much-delayed "weekly watch Taskmaster with Tailsteak" date, which we are currently _very_ behind on. We have now seen episode 3 of UK season 19, please no spoilers, yes it's a very good one. I think there's a series of NZ being uploaded to the YouTube now, that's certainly next, and then we should line up and ensure we're caught up on all the various English speaking ones. Maybe someday we will venture into the wonderful world of subtitles? I know at least a few are on official YouTube, and they do tend to have pretty good subtitles for the English ones, so I have hope!
Anyways, seeing Tailsteak was really good because he's my bro and it's nice to have someone I can fistbump (metaphorically) and brag to and gas up and also analyze the comedy and figure out how we could do it better. And then he disappeared halfway through, because there was a thunderstorm, and it's plausible I have narrowed down where he lives to the circle on the outage map for his city. He did not confirm or deny, but it's possible he ignored my message because I sent it while he was no-internet.
What no, I'm sure he wouldn't give his address to me, a total stranger from the internet, I might be some sort of creep.
ANYways, he did make it back online, and we did finish the episode, and now I am doing words and soon I am going sleep. Tomorrow I take the train back to Boston and, I dunno, fuck around a bit? Austin and I have a maybe train-and-bike-adventure-plan for Saturday, which I'm looking forward to!
<333
~Sor
MOOP!
1: congratulations Ezri, you have in fact ruined my vocabulary in this way, "burgers" actually sounds wrong now, I love having a family that influences my familect <3 (that second part is entirely sincere, I really do love my weird little house-family so much!)
2: Like, how many birds total are there? Ten?
Today has been a good day! Albeit a fairly low-key one.
I slept in until nearly ten, which feels...luxurious and stuff? I dunno man, Tuesday had to leave the house by like 7:30am so ke could get to work on time, which is very early for a non-teacher. (in contrast, Austin can leave after 9, as long as he's got his bike, or just before if he's walking to the shuttle). But I did not get out of bed at the same time! I stayed floppy and happy and snoozy and had weird edges of dreams and it was _great_ frankly. 10/10.
Got up, fucked around Tuesday's apartment, ate some snax, mostly played a bunch of Stardew because _obvs_. Managed to just begin an experiment with Camping Out, and now my next day is going to be waking up next to the skull mine and charging through it as deep as I can. Mua ha ha and stuff! (I possibly shouldn't have done this on the day I need to harvest my snowmelons (powdermelons?) but that's fine, it's fine, I can just be a day late with them since I don't really want to spend all my pinecones on more anyways, so maybe I'll just leave them lying around).
Tuesday got home around five, and we snuggled a bit and then walked off to a farmer's market not too far from ker place. We bought neat art! I got horrible barbie-arm earrings and I love them _so much_ already, and also earrings that might actually be a gift for Alys now that I think of it, and also talked to a very enthusiastic artist who makes acrylic rings (!) and they are so bright and chonky and wonderful and I'm going to use them as hair rings for my braids. She was completely charmed by the idea, and so I took one of her cards and promised I'd send a photo. So now I actually have to do that, but it'll be fun and I have all the right tools for it.
(At the yard sale SamSam and I went to over the weekend, I also bought more things to be hair rings, so I really am due a proper fun braiding).
We also stopped by a little food truck and got borgers1 and a different food truck for fries and enjoyed the stunning weather --warm but breezy and very pleasant in the shade. There were children and families and the occasional dog, and some kind of theatre happening, and it felt really good to be hanging out in A Community (even if it's technically not my community).
Also on the way home we saw a cat, who Tuesday gave much adoration to, and I finally got my Merlin app set up enough to put in some birds that I saw. I now have Two Birds on my life list, so I assume that's most of them2.
We got home in plenty of time before my much-delayed "weekly watch Taskmaster with Tailsteak" date, which we are currently _very_ behind on. We have now seen episode 3 of UK season 19, please no spoilers, yes it's a very good one. I think there's a series of NZ being uploaded to the YouTube now, that's certainly next, and then we should line up and ensure we're caught up on all the various English speaking ones. Maybe someday we will venture into the wonderful world of subtitles? I know at least a few are on official YouTube, and they do tend to have pretty good subtitles for the English ones, so I have hope!
Anyways, seeing Tailsteak was really good because he's my bro and it's nice to have someone I can fistbump (metaphorically) and brag to and gas up and also analyze the comedy and figure out how we could do it better. And then he disappeared halfway through, because there was a thunderstorm, and it's plausible I have narrowed down where he lives to the circle on the outage map for his city. He did not confirm or deny, but it's possible he ignored my message because I sent it while he was no-internet.
What no, I'm sure he wouldn't give his address to me, a total stranger from the internet, I might be some sort of creep.
ANYways, he did make it back online, and we did finish the episode, and now I am doing words and soon I am going sleep. Tomorrow I take the train back to Boston and, I dunno, fuck around a bit? Austin and I have a maybe train-and-bike-adventure-plan for Saturday, which I'm looking forward to!
<333
~Sor
MOOP!
1: congratulations Ezri, you have in fact ruined my vocabulary in this way, "burgers" actually sounds wrong now, I love having a family that influences my familect <3 (that second part is entirely sincere, I really do love my weird little house-family so much!)
2: Like, how many birds total are there? Ten?
I keep telling myself I want to start using Dreamwidth more, so time to actually buckle down and start using Dreamwidth more. I suspect part of what's been stopping me is I just in general have less to blog about—my days are pretty samey, most of the time, and I've been re-reading things more than reading new things—but listening to the podcast Eight Days of Diana Wynne Jones has gotten me all hyped up again to go read some of the things she grew up with and had as reading material as a young child instead of books for, y'know, children.
In particular, I want to:
In particular, I want to:
- do a dive into Arthurian Legend, since I've been existing at a "broader knowledge than the average joe off the street but puddle deep" level of knowledge there since I was a teenager
- read the rest of the Mabinogion, since we really only covered Pwyll in my Medieval Welsh course
- read the assorted Icelandic sagas we didn't cover in my freshman year Scandinavian Mythology course
- read the rest of the Canterbury tales, I've only read a few of them
- read the Faerie Queene
I am trying hard not to be bitter, but one thing I've never understood is the silent treatment. It's a psychological tactic used by immature losers to show that they are angry with someone and can't let something go, and won't let something go by ignoring you completely. My mother did this, too. It only works for as long as the person knows it is being done to them, and once they learn the impact and how it is supposed to impact them, and the psychology of it, its effectiveness is largely lost. I made a mistake food shopping today. Instead of simply sending me back, now we have to use the silent treatment to show me that she is displeased, and that I am unworthy of being spoken to until such a time as she determines. So, instead of groveling, I decided to bring my laptop outside, something B doesn't like me doing because it takes extra time for her to come outside and talk to me. Plus, we have neighbors, so everything she says is curated.
I've gone back to sending out one resume a day. My goal is to find more online positions to work at, in order to fill my schedule and claim I have more classes on camps. If B thinks I have classes in the morning and afternoons, I can work and at least do some writing without being bothered. Avoidance is the only way this marriage isn't going to cripple me.
I've gone back to sending out one resume a day. My goal is to find more online positions to work at, in order to fill my schedule and claim I have more classes on camps. If B thinks I have classes in the morning and afternoons, I can work and at least do some writing without being bothered. Avoidance is the only way this marriage isn't going to cripple me.

Global Warfare is back! Next Home-Brew announcement, Rust art, parasites, giant recyclers, and more!

A solid, well-written, and generally engaging book about migraine and cluster headaches. The author suffers from the latter, with suffer being the operative word - cluster headaches are called "suicide headaches" because people with them are known to kill themselves because of the intractable, excruciating pain.
The first-person account was the best part of the book: what it's like to have cluster headaches, how you're driven to hoard medication because you're not allowed to have enough (which leads doctors to view you with suspicion as a drug-seeker - NO SHIT you seek painkillers when you're in pain!), how you cling to any doctor who will take you seriously, and the psychology of chronic pain generally.
(In Zeller's case, he wasn't seeking opiods or anything that could get him high, but a medication that does nothing to anyone but stop cluster headaches if you have one. But his doctor didn't believe that he actually got them as often as he did, and his insurance company didn't want to pay out for his medication, so he was forced to hoard and ration his medication for no good reason, and then looked at with suspicion when he asked for more.)
The book gets a bit into the weeds in terms of the biological mechanism of cluster and migraine headaches, which is not yet known, and the reasons why there's little research or funding devoted to them. But overall, a good book that will make people with chronic headaches, or any chronic pain, feel seen.
Here's the Stardew footnote! Does Dreamwidth have Spoiler Tagging? ( like, maybe, but I'm just going to put it under a cut instead. Spoilers are below but also please try not to give me additional spoilers very much, I am trying mostly to figure things out on my own! )
There's probably more things I could say, but that feels good for now. I am enjoying this video game!
~Sor
MOOP!
There's probably more things I could say, but that feels good for now. I am enjoying this video game!
~Sor
MOOP!
I am on a train to Providence!
Yes, my summer is _extremely_ flitting about from place to place and partner to partner. I am okay with this, mostly, although I do really wish I had a bunch of time to just...rest and do nothing? I think that's the short span of time between "home from Maryland" and "pre-the-thing".
(don't worry about the thing. I can't remember whether I've mentioned it explicitly on socials, and it is a good thing, but I'm superstitious and it's a complicated good thing. I'll tell y'all in late August.)
Despite the fact that I desperately would like to do Absolutely Nothing With My Life Except Play Stardew Valley1, I did actually write myself a short list of normal goals and stretch goals for "what needs to happen before I go to Providence" and then I made progress on literally _all_ of them, including the stretchy ones! Here are some things I did today:
*Finshed unpacking from Pinewoods
*Packed for Providence
*Did partial packing for Maryland, by which I mean, made a pile of stuff on my floor. But it has probably enough clothes and a few other things I'll need? I don't think I will need a particularly large amount of stuff in MD, although I should a) remember to tell people I'll be in MD and want to hang and b) bring extra packing space because part of the point is helping mom clean out/sort all my grandparents' old stuff and some of it I might want to claim.
*Vacuumed the downstairs. It was a subpar vacuuming job, but I got a noticeable quantity of cat hair off the floor/furniture, so I'm counting it as a win. (I swept the kitchen yesterday).
*Cleaned the toilet and rinsed out the sink. I didn't like...bother to actually spray the sink with cleaner like I should've. I am a master of "half-assing a job is greater than no-assing a job" is what I'm saying.
*Brought my bike to the bike shop. It has been a while! It has also been a while since I've ridden my bike, being as I got a flat in like November and went "welp, that's it for the season" and just dumped my bike in the garage until the weather got warmer and then couldn't get the tyre off the rim. So. It will be some work. I will not get it back in time for the weekend, but they are okay with me leaving it in the shop until I return from Maryland.
*Went to the pharmacy and got a thing and didn't get another thing but know what date I can theoretically get the other thing (Friday).
So that's lots of good tasks, and then I rode on a train and played three days of Stardew and wrote most of the above (and the next post). Now I'm at Tuesday's house and we have eaten snax and watched good stuff with the initials BB2. I am happy to be snuggling with my sweetie!
Not sure what my next plans are. Fuck around. More stardew. Maybe some photo organizing or other digital projects. Sleep. Is good. Happy summer.
~Sor
MOOP!
1: You know how sometimes you start to write a footnote and it becomes a whole _thing_? I'm just gonna make a separate post about Stardew.
2: We started Blues Brothers a couple weeks ago and then couldn't finish it because it turns out to be really fucking hard to get seats together on the train when you're not boarding at a terminus, so we finished that, and then watched S1E5 of Black Books, which is the one with Bernard getting locked out (a masterpiece, honestly).
Yes, my summer is _extremely_ flitting about from place to place and partner to partner. I am okay with this, mostly, although I do really wish I had a bunch of time to just...rest and do nothing? I think that's the short span of time between "home from Maryland" and "pre-the-thing".
(don't worry about the thing. I can't remember whether I've mentioned it explicitly on socials, and it is a good thing, but I'm superstitious and it's a complicated good thing. I'll tell y'all in late August.)
Despite the fact that I desperately would like to do Absolutely Nothing With My Life Except Play Stardew Valley1, I did actually write myself a short list of normal goals and stretch goals for "what needs to happen before I go to Providence" and then I made progress on literally _all_ of them, including the stretchy ones! Here are some things I did today:
*Finshed unpacking from Pinewoods
*Packed for Providence
*Did partial packing for Maryland, by which I mean, made a pile of stuff on my floor. But it has probably enough clothes and a few other things I'll need? I don't think I will need a particularly large amount of stuff in MD, although I should a) remember to tell people I'll be in MD and want to hang and b) bring extra packing space because part of the point is helping mom clean out/sort all my grandparents' old stuff and some of it I might want to claim.
*Vacuumed the downstairs. It was a subpar vacuuming job, but I got a noticeable quantity of cat hair off the floor/furniture, so I'm counting it as a win. (I swept the kitchen yesterday).
*Cleaned the toilet and rinsed out the sink. I didn't like...bother to actually spray the sink with cleaner like I should've. I am a master of "half-assing a job is greater than no-assing a job" is what I'm saying.
*Brought my bike to the bike shop. It has been a while! It has also been a while since I've ridden my bike, being as I got a flat in like November and went "welp, that's it for the season" and just dumped my bike in the garage until the weather got warmer and then couldn't get the tyre off the rim. So. It will be some work. I will not get it back in time for the weekend, but they are okay with me leaving it in the shop until I return from Maryland.
*Went to the pharmacy and got a thing and didn't get another thing but know what date I can theoretically get the other thing (Friday).
So that's lots of good tasks, and then I rode on a train and played three days of Stardew and wrote most of the above (and the next post). Now I'm at Tuesday's house and we have eaten snax and watched good stuff with the initials BB2. I am happy to be snuggling with my sweetie!
Not sure what my next plans are. Fuck around. More stardew. Maybe some photo organizing or other digital projects. Sleep. Is good. Happy summer.
~Sor
MOOP!
1: You know how sometimes you start to write a footnote and it becomes a whole _thing_? I'm just gonna make a separate post about Stardew.
2: We started Blues Brothers a couple weeks ago and then couldn't finish it because it turns out to be really fucking hard to get seats together on the train when you're not boarding at a terminus, so we finished that, and then watched S1E5 of Black Books, which is the one with Bernard getting locked out (a masterpiece, honestly).
I read fewer books than I'd expected to while I was in London. Recently finished:
The Grimoire Grammar School Parent-Teacher Association, by Caitlin Rozakis, is a fantasy novel about a magical school, from the viewpoint of a student's parent.
The Eights, by Joanna Miller, is about four women students who enroll at Oxford University the year the university starts offering degrees to female students. It's set in 1920-21, with flashbacks to earlier in the four women's lives. (The "eights" in the title means the residents of corridor 8.)
Between Silk and Cyanide: A Code-maker's War, by Leo Marks, describes working at one of the British government agencies that sent coded messages to underground agents in occupied Europe during the second world war. The author's job included deciphering messages that were mangled either in transit, or by the agent who encoded them, and coming up with new and hopefully better codes.
Evvie Blake Starts Over, by Linda Holmes, is about a woman who was in the process of leaving her husband when he died in a car accident, and her recovery from both the bad marriage and from all the people who expect her to be grieving him. A romance, more or less.
I enjoyed all of these, and don't remember who recommendedany most of them to me (
adrian_turtle just reminded me that she recommended The Grimoire Grammar School PTA). There's a range of moods here, less because of planning than because of what came up on my library hold lists.
None of these books are useful for my Boston Public Library summer reading bingo cards: I'd already filled the squares for "book with a name in the title" and "published in 2025." I have a book with a green cover on my desk, and got email while I was in London telling me that it had been automatically renewed for another three weeks.
The Grimoire Grammar School Parent-Teacher Association, by Caitlin Rozakis, is a fantasy novel about a magical school, from the viewpoint of a student's parent.
The Eights, by Joanna Miller, is about four women students who enroll at Oxford University the year the university starts offering degrees to female students. It's set in 1920-21, with flashbacks to earlier in the four women's lives. (The "eights" in the title means the residents of corridor 8.)
Between Silk and Cyanide: A Code-maker's War, by Leo Marks, describes working at one of the British government agencies that sent coded messages to underground agents in occupied Europe during the second world war. The author's job included deciphering messages that were mangled either in transit, or by the agent who encoded them, and coming up with new and hopefully better codes.
Evvie Blake Starts Over, by Linda Holmes, is about a woman who was in the process of leaving her husband when he died in a car accident, and her recovery from both the bad marriage and from all the people who expect her to be grieving him. A romance, more or less.
I enjoyed all of these, and don't remember who recommended
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None of these books are useful for my Boston Public Library summer reading bingo cards: I'd already filled the squares for "book with a name in the title" and "published in 2025." I have a book with a green cover on my desk, and got email while I was in London telling me that it had been automatically renewed for another three weeks.
- 2 heads of green cabbage
- 20 pickling cucumbers (!! I would’ve chosen the smallest ones anyway, but this gave me greater incentive)
- 4 summer squash/zucchini (I chose medium, green zucchinis)
- 3 pounds of purple-skinned orange carrots
- 2 fennel
- 2 pounds of uncured onions
- 2 heads of red-leaf lettuce
- 2 big bunches of Bright Lights Swiss chard (I swapped for more fennel, in the hopes of making more relish, plus it’s got a longer shelf life)
- 10 ears of corn
- 16 tomatoes (::happy dance of unexpected tomato joy!:: It wasn’t in the email, so everyone arriving exclaimed over them)(medium ones, regular red)
- take-what-you want herbs: flowering holy basil, flowering dill, thyme, mint, red shiso/perilla (with enormous leaves, some almost the size of my face!) (I chose dill, a bit of mint, and shiso)
First thoughts: this is salad week (especially given Friday’s forecast of Hell’s antechamber)! tomato-cucumber salad. corn-tomato salad with lime. minty cucumber salad. corn-zucchini-shiso salad [from a Clover email; see below for recipe]. lettuce with any and all of these. dilly cucumber pickles. cole slaw with cabbage and carrot, whether USian (mayo) or Asian-inspired (soy sauce, lime, sesame, etc).
Clover's Zucchini, Corn, Shiso Salad
Cut kernels off 4 cobs of corn. You can do this over a bowl or carefully on a cutting board. (Remember to save the cobs for stock!)
Cut 5-6 zucchini in half lengthwise. Lay the flat sides down on a cutting board. Then cut each half into 1/4 inch half-moons. Place the half-moons in a colander and give them a healthy sprinkle of salt. Toss so the salt gets all over the pieces. Set aside.
Stack 4-5 shiso leaves on top of each other and then roll them up like a cigar. Then slice the tip off the cigar so you get ribbony circles of shiso. Repeat. (You can buy shiso at H-Mart or if you're lucky, at a farmer's market this time of year. If you can't find shiso you can substitute mint or Thai basil.)
In a salad bowl, add a teaspoon of miso paste, a teaspoon of ketchup, a clove of garlic you've minced finely, 2 tablespoons of soy sauce, and 2 tablespoons of rice wine vinegar. While whisking vigorously, slowly pour in 6 tablespoons of a neutral oil (safflower, canola, grapeseed). The oil and vinegar should form an emulsion, with tiny droplets of oil suspended in the vinegar.
Taste the vinaigrette and adjust the seasonings. If it tastes too oily or bland, add a splash or two of vinegar or soy sauce. If it tastes too acidic, add a little more oil.
When you love the vinaigrette, add the zucchini and corn to the bowl. Toss so they get covered in vinaigrette. Sprinkle shiso leaves on top. Add more shiso if you like.
PS: This salad keeps well for a day or two - the zucchini gets kind of pickled by the dressing, making it even more delicious.
On How We Respond to Ex-MAGA [curr ev, pols/Ω, p/a/s, morality/ethics]
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I think this is important, and really insightful. Video and slightly excerpted transcript below.
Of note, Parkrose Permaculture is a crunchy secular leftist who is, herself, an ex-evangelical, and speaks with some personal authority about the world-view and culture.
2025 July 17: ParkrosePermaculture on YT: "MAGA mom apologizes for supporting Trump. Regrets her vote. How do we respond?" [9 min 43 sec]:
Of note, Parkrose Permaculture is a crunchy secular leftist who is, herself, an ex-evangelical, and speaks with some personal authority about the world-view and culture.
2025 July 17: ParkrosePermaculture on YT: "MAGA mom apologizes for supporting Trump. Regrets her vote. How do we respond?" [9 min 43 sec]:
[0:00] Can we talk about that viral video of that young woman who got on here and was like, "Y'all, I'm really sorry that I voted for Trump. I'm really sorry that I was MAGA. I realize now that I was wrong"? This this video:
[0:12] [stitched video, white woman speaking to camera, with title "Official apology: I voted for Trump"]I voted for Trump and I'm sorry. I am uneducated. I grew up in, um, public school system. I believed anything a teacher and a principal told me, and I didn't question it. And I walked in a straight line and I didn't use critical thinking skills, okay? I didn't read Project 2025, I have a disabled child, I'm a single mom of three. I believed what he said in his campaigns and I fucked up. And I'm sorry, okay?I find the responses to that video on social media quite interesting, because on one hand you have folks who are like, I don't forgive you. And I understand that. People are angry. Trumpers did incredible damage to this country. Getting Trump and Elon Musk put in positions of power in the United States is killing millions of people, right? We know that just the cancellations to USAID are going to kill 14 million people according to a new piece out in the Lancet. Trump and Steven Miller are now freely enacting an ethnic cleansing in the United States. People have a right to be really, really angry about those things.
[1:21] I've also seen a lot of other creators who have my complexion [i.e. white -- S.] and most of them are women, who have said, "It's okay, girlfriend. We all make mistakes. We all have been hoodwinkedked in the past. Yeah, people in America are very much indoctrinated. And we forgive you. We forgive you."
[1:38] And I guess I, I disagree fundamentally with both of those takes. And here's why.
We need to give Trumpers a place to land as they are deconstructing. Maybe the Epstein files [...] [2:14] And so everybody's going to have– everybody who ends up walking away from MAGA is going to have the beginning of that journey. [...] Not everybody starts from the same baseline. I guarantee you for folks watching that woman, if you wanted to judge her, then you probably didn't start with the same level of intense indoctrination, you're probably not from the same kind of subculture that she's from. And you didn't start from the same place that she's starting at. Every journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. And you've got to give her space to take that step.
[3:02] So, I, I do want to give her all of the praise for getting online with her real face and doing something that's very hard to do. She was willing to swallow her pride in a culture where we very much center the self and we're not good at taking responsibility. We are not good at eating crow. We're not good at facing the music, right? She did that. [...] She deserves all the praise for that. I don't want to in any way minimize the work, the risk that she undertook in being willing to own it and being willing to say, "I was deeply wrong." Again, especially because we live in a culture where people taking accountability is not something that we are particularly good at or used to.
[4:04] And so I very much appreciate the other creators who are saying, "Come over here with us," – Right? – "I'll be a safe landing spot for you. It is never too late to admit that you were wrong."
But I also think when we're looking at MAGA, who has caused tremendous, tremendous harm in this country, right? They have contributed to the rise of fascism. They have supported the takeover of this nation by a fascist dictator. I understand a lot of them were ignorant. They chose to be willfully ignorant. I understand a lot of them come from a background where they are taught to deny their own intuition, to subvert their own will, to listen to and unconditionally obey what an authority figure is telling them. I know that so many of these folks go to churches that are telling them that Donald Trump is God's anointed, that he has God's favor, that he is doing the Lord's work. I understand the heaviness, the intense pressure, the hard sell of the subcultures that these folks belong to, and I understand the strength of character that it takes in that context to admit that you were wrong and say, "I shouldn't have done this, and I'm sorry."
[5:11] But I would encourage all of those mostly white women creators who are telling this young woman, "It's okay, girl. We forgive you. Everybody makes mistakes": this was not a mistake. And it doesn't really matter that there were extenduating circumstances and indoctrination. Doesn't matter that somebody caused great harm without understanding the full depth and breadth of the trauma and the suffering they would inflict by supporting this regime.
I know I have brought it up many times since the election and it continues to be one of the most relevant books when we are discussing people leaving MAGA, when we are discussing people deconstructing from Trumperism, when we are discussing how it is that we fold these folks back into society, and that book is called The Sunflower by Simon Visenthal. It is an incredibly important and relevant book in these times.
The subtitle of the book is "On the Possibilities and Limits of Forgiveness." It is a book about a young Nazi soldier who is dying and he wants to be forgiven the sins that he committed in the Holocaust. But he is asking forgiveness of somebody who is not his victim. And the question that is being posed to all kinds of faith leaders and philosophers in this book is who has the right to extend forgiveness, and what does it mean to extend forgiveness and what does it mean to ask for forgiveness?
[6:35] And I know I've said this in other videos and I just I think it's so important to continue to reiterate it when we're looking at ex-Maga. I appreciate their apology. I appreciate their contrition. I appreciate that they have realized how much harm they've caused and that they want people to know they no longer support the things that they once voted for. Really important.
But at the same time, if we are not the injured party, do we have a right to forgive? And also, there's so much more to earning forgiveness, working to be forgiven, than just saying, "I'm sorry."
[7:12] I know in evangelical Christian culture it's like if somebody says "I'm sorry", it's like, "oh, we forgive you! That's what Jesus would do!" Other religions don't view it that way. But also I personally think if somebody is truly truly sorry for what they've done, they need to work to repair the harm that they've inflicted.
If somebody voted for Donald Trump and they now realize that they were wrong, [if] they now are asking you to forgive them, they need to demonstrate changed behavior. They need to now go volunteer for a Democratic campaign in the midterms. They need to commit to evangelizing on behalf of democracy and against the fascist regime of Donald Trump to all of the people in their subculture, in their community, all of the MAGA that they know. They need to go actively work for immigrants rights. They need to contribute financially to organizations like the ACLU, to progressive Democrats in the midterms, to organizations that are engaged in mutual aid for all of the people who are suffering because of what MAGA has done.
[8:27] It takes a measure of risk to get on the internet and say, "I'm so sorry. I regret my vote for Donald Trump." Yeah. And we want to acknowledge that they have taken that risk. We want to acknowledge the work that is done. We want to acknowledge how hard it is to take that first step on that journey. Absolutely true. But at the same time, they need to put their money where their mouth is.
They need to work to repair the harm that they have done. They need to work now. They need to sacrifice now. They need to demonstrate changed behavior because at the end of the day, words are cheap. People are suffering and dying. Now, if you truly understand the ramifications of what you have supported and what you have done, you must work to fix it.
[9:10] So, to that young woman and any other person who has left MAGA, who has taken that first step on your deconstruction journey: I applaud you. That's wonderful, that's wonderful. If your conscience is eating you up? If you have loads of regrets? The best way you can work to find peace in your heart, to find peace with the people you have harmed, is to get to work – fixing it. Because there's so much work for everybody to do. Join the resistance. Yep, come join the party. Yeah, we'll take you. We are a safe landing spot. We have lots of work for you to do here.
I am having a lovely evening with Austin!
We ate dinner outside in the nice weather, and then we began a cooking adventure, and we watched an episode of Leverage while the shortbread cooled (it was the Ho Ho Ho Job, which is...a little uneven (Parker being THAT enthusiastic only kinda rings true to characterization; Chaos is a complicated part of the plotline) but ultimately a stupid fun episode, as opposed to a clever fun episode. I like both, and Leverage does both well!).
Now I am doing words and Austin is making caramel to put on the shortbread.
I have lots of things I should write about here, but I am somehow out of the habit. I would like to start that again, and especially to start reading here again. (I have picked up a little bit of Tumblr again, and that feels marvelous --it appears to be in order, and doesn't insert people I don't follow now that I figured out what settings to turn off. And saving images is just...easy, unlike Facebook. So that's grand!)
I hope you're well, and I will write more soon.
~Sor
MOOP!
We ate dinner outside in the nice weather, and then we began a cooking adventure, and we watched an episode of Leverage while the shortbread cooled (it was the Ho Ho Ho Job, which is...a little uneven (Parker being THAT enthusiastic only kinda rings true to characterization; Chaos is a complicated part of the plotline) but ultimately a stupid fun episode, as opposed to a clever fun episode. I like both, and Leverage does both well!).
Now I am doing words and Austin is making caramel to put on the shortbread.
I have lots of things I should write about here, but I am somehow out of the habit. I would like to start that again, and especially to start reading here again. (I have picked up a little bit of Tumblr again, and that feels marvelous --it appears to be in order, and doesn't insert people I don't follow now that I figured out what settings to turn off. And saving images is just...easy, unlike Facebook. So that's grand!)
I hope you're well, and I will write more soon.
~Sor
MOOP!
I’ve just been ridiculously busy with work the past week or two. Lots of meetings, and the one fellow in the new Helm Maintainers Group is just on a tear. Our 140+ backlog of pull requests to update the code is down to 55 in a little less than a month. So by the time I get to the end of the work day, I’m pooped. I slept in Saturday morning (delicious!) and then still ended up taking a nap later in the afternoon. Sunday was equally unproductive, since I figured I’d rather listen to my body and rest so I’d be ready for the work week. Also the house is cleaner than it’s been in a long time, so it’s been hard to motivate myself to clean it even more (even though it needs it).
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I zipped over to Lowell General for a blood draw this morning before my doctor’s appointment later in the week. A good phlebotomist is a person to be treasured. She took one look at my arm and said, “You have good veins! You don’t even need a tourniquet!" This is in sharp contrast to when they had to call in a ringer to find a vein when I was in for my gallbladder. I always appreciate a skilled vampire when I have to give blood.
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Someone in the building has a new cat. I have heard it screaming at them a couple of times in the past few days.
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My engineering team has three managers, one in Europe, one in the US, and one in Australia. This morning the US manager (who is the senior of the three) posted on Slack “Hey team, just wanted to share that today is [Name]’s last day at [company]. Unfortunately, what we needed and what [Name] was able to offer were not in alignment, so we agreed to part ways.” Which basically means he got sacked. Yesterday he had just accepted a meeting invite with me, so he didn’t know it was coming. Well, there had probably been discussions around performance, but he probably didn’t know when the axe was going to fall. I had wondered how he was working out, because he just never sounded like he was quite sure of himself as a manager or leader.
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My sister posted on FB that she dreamt about her two late kitties (Orange Julius and Irving). And it’s funny, because the other night I was 100% sure that a (ghost) kitty jumped up on the bed and was talking to me. Must be something that’s letting ghost kitties visit their owners this week.
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I zipped over to Lowell General for a blood draw this morning before my doctor’s appointment later in the week. A good phlebotomist is a person to be treasured. She took one look at my arm and said, “You have good veins! You don’t even need a tourniquet!" This is in sharp contrast to when they had to call in a ringer to find a vein when I was in for my gallbladder. I always appreciate a skilled vampire when I have to give blood.
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Someone in the building has a new cat. I have heard it screaming at them a couple of times in the past few days.
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My engineering team has three managers, one in Europe, one in the US, and one in Australia. This morning the US manager (who is the senior of the three) posted on Slack “Hey team, just wanted to share that today is [Name]’s last day at [company]. Unfortunately, what we needed and what [Name] was able to offer were not in alignment, so we agreed to part ways.” Which basically means he got sacked. Yesterday he had just accepted a meeting invite with me, so he didn’t know it was coming. Well, there had probably been discussions around performance, but he probably didn’t know when the axe was going to fall. I had wondered how he was working out, because he just never sounded like he was quite sure of himself as a manager or leader.
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My sister posted on FB that she dreamt about her two late kitties (Orange Julius and Irving). And it’s funny, because the other night I was 100% sure that a (ghost) kitty jumped up on the bed and was talking to me. Must be something that’s letting ghost kitties visit their owners this week.