is the intro to the special issue of the journal, with actual science, but behind another paywall
I'm not making light of the underlying issue. I've been sick since 1988, I know the PACE trial is evil, it just amuses me what my unedited brain creates.
Made beet root/sweet potato/kale/onion chicken curry soup with yogurt. So tasty i got to eat the whole pot!
Watched a delightful educational video on YouTube. I'm on mobile so I can't embed*
But the animation is stellar, the narration Oh So British, the captions excellent, and I actually learned something!
Also finished a six-hour BET/CBC coproduction "The Book of Negroes." Watch for free on the CBC site if you're in Canada; currently on HULU in the US. Beautifully filmed. More on the substance anon.
Revised my site style/layout -- again.
*That is, YT won't offer the full embed code, even when I request desktop site. is there a trick I'm missing?
Each form of social bigotry has its distinctive personality and its unique set of intertwining evils. ( excerpt and context )
( a taste )
It's challenging to maintain my self-confidence while experiencing the assumption that my boundaries don't exist, or don't count. Self-compassion meditation helps some. Snarkiness helps some.
If you're disabled, how do you feel about this symbol? Do you find it helpful in the abstract? Is it deployed usefully in your life? Do you know of any different symbols that don't use wheelchairs?
( video under the cut )
So nothing to post today, however, this true story about holding on to old, inept technology is so funny that you'd better visit the toilet first:
I'm lucky my local co-op carries many delicious loose teas. I adore Rishi tea (from Milwaukee)1, particularly their Iron Goddess of Mercy Oolong, Jade Green, and Mahgreb Mint Green, as well as my own special mix2.
I've discovered that tea tastes so much better when it's brewed at the right temperature. Oolong brewed at 175° or Green at 165° is delicious. (Boiling water is the right temp for mint tea and other herbals.)( How to get the temp right without a fancy pot )
I just contributed original content to a Tumblr post. The post is full of graphics, which I am too lazy to describe, so I winnowed it down to two paragraphs. Here's a tl;dr on eliminating things you don't want to read from your Archive of Our Own searches.
( tl;dr )
If you're curious, a dozen of the original After Dark screen savers are available, simulated in CSS, here
The reason those programmers were so good at directly addressing the Mac screen is they'd written a utility called inLarge, a screen enlarging system hack which permitted magnifcation of the (then tiny) Mac screen. Yet again, assistive technology users were the alpha testers.
Berkeley Systems made big money on After Dark, and reinvested some into further assistive tools for the Mac, including its first screen reader, outSpoken. But users and developer both saw the writing in the wall: the best Mac screen access software needed to be baked in at a very low level, which Apple has finally done with VoiceOver and the other AT that ships with all Mac products now.
It all clicked when researchers realized that unexpected materials they found in ancient concrete weren’t added ingredients — instead, a chemical reaction had created them in place. Components in the mix dissolved, interacted and changed, leaving new materials to crystallize in the gaps over the centuries. Today’s researchers working to create things like self-healing concrete may be able to draw lessons as they endeavor to create resilient structures and revise concrete mixes.
This could point the way to concrete without Portland cement, which might mean concrete without the huge energy burden.
Jarrett Walker is a public transit designer/consultant/guru.
His latest blog, addressing "elite projection," turned on a very large light over my head. The people who determine policy are mostly members of a distinct elite. By definition, that perspective and experience is a small minority. When the topic is mass transit design, elite projection often creates unworkable systems.
In challenging elite projection, I am being utterly unreasonable. I am calling upon elites to meet a superhuman standard. Almost everyone refers to their own experience when discussing policy. Who doesn’t want their experience to be acknowledged? But in a society where elites have disproportionate power, the superhuman task of resisting elite projection must be their work. And since I’m one of these elites — not at all in wealth but certainly in education and other kinds of good fortune — it’s sometimes my work as well. Like all attempts to be better people, it’s utterly exhausting and we’ll never get it right. That means the critique of elite projection can’t just take the form of rage. It also has to be empathic and forgiving.
This is not only good advice for transit planning, but highlights why many "the market works better than the
private ETA: public sector" schemes are only gratifying the very top of the market.
Not only are the photos beautiful, but I believe the integral photo descriptions are outstanding.
I've just finished an anthology written by folks who work in higher education. I've noticed an ubiquitous and peculiar stylistic fillip that didn't appear in my textbooks when I was in college.
It appears most often as the bridging sentence between paragraphs, in the form:
[Things concluded & proven] comma then comma [introduce this new concept/approach/fact]
Where did this come from? Does this "comma then comma" replace an earlier rhetorical move I didn't notice?
How can I make it go away?
is another excellent meta-post from brainwane. Links to ~twenty think pieces on how we can hold each other accountable with as much love as we have for a better future.
And the comments are excellent.
I looked back on my journal — ten years now — and realized that I always fall into a posting hole post-WisCon. I intend to post about what happened and then don't, because WisCon generates so many complex feelings. Then I feel like I can't post about other stuff until I get the WisCon posts up, and then it's November and I can start posting again.
So, I promise no WisCon posts (which means I might actually write some) and an update on my current goings-on.( Weather & the dog )
I can see the god of hands:
flapping in joy,
dancing full of language,
poring over six-dot cells of knowledge,
easing joysticks across broken sidewalks,
torn between frustrated teeth,
cracked and callused and sore,
dowsing for love on screens,
flipping tables, throwing chairs,
juddering to a rhythm of the nerves,
loose and still,
balled into fists,
wrapped around guns
that turn out to be trinkets,
wet with tears.
I can see holiness
in the rising,
in the sharing,
in the reaching out to one another
in the demand
for freedom, food and futures,
even as your forces array against it. [...snip...]
and from Alaina Leary alainaskeys at the NYTimes' very worthwhile disability series: ( clicky ) https://www.nytimes.com/2017/07/12/
Thanks to sasha_feather, I'd already read Alaina Laney's great essay on the trope of villains with facial deformities in Teen Vogue.