In which blah blah Facebook blah. Somebody from Fairfield posted this on Facebook: And I wrote this in response, but didn’t post it. Because why bother. Counterpoint: There is no good reason to shame people who need pharmaceutical antidepressants. Those meds save lives. Humans suffering from mental health disorders do not need to hear that […]
In which I know they can’t be persuaded until they’re ready so I’m not bothering to post this on Facebook, where I wrote it in response to someone’s anti-vaxx post, but I didn’t want to delete it. The risks of being exposed to diseases are known, and they are horrible. The risks of vaccination are […]
(NOTE: I found this post in my drafts folder, it’s actually a couple of years old; apparently never published it. In it, I say I don’t care what she thinks, but then I wrote all these words, so I guess I did! Sometimes I’m full of shit, yo.) In which my ex’s girlfriend posted a […]
In which I do an op-ed. There’s a Twitter feed, called Well Regulated Militia (find it at @Well_Regulated_), that posts about nothing but the gun-related incidents and accidents that befall our, well, “militia.” Here’s a common example of its content: “A member of our well regulated militia sleeps with a loaded gun under his pillow. […]
In which there’s a repost, because I liked what I wrote. My dad, no idiot, who has told me about his own experiences of the ineffable (while yet confusing “religion” with idiot American Christianity and considering himself an atheist), posted this on Facebook: This was my reply: Seriously, though, who believes in a God as […]
In which I bitch about the job market. I work for a distributed call center. (Yes, I’m white trash like that. Ye gods.) A year ago, I moved off phones into a chat pilot, which was great. They made us take three chats at a time for awhile, which was fucking insane, but chats are […]
In which I posted this on Facebook on a friend’s long piece about the Ansari thing and consent and #metoo in which she’d specifically invited thoughtful response, but then somebody immediately (so immediately that I sincerely doubt they’d actually read it) responded with “Jesus.”, as if I were so profoundly wrong they just couldn’t even, […]
In which we ring in the new! In 2017, I discovered that a lot of people are racists and honestly don’t know it. They’ll say they’re not racist, and in the next breath explain that marginalized non-white communities are that way because, well, you see, that’s how “those people” are; they deserve it, it’s inherent. […]
In which I wrote a Facebook response so long I didn’t bother to post it. “Uber pays out $200mm per month to drivers.” And? To how many drivers and for how many hours of work? The grand total is irrelevant, it merely indicates the size of the racket. I don’t use Uber because their model […]
In which there’s The Past. Here’s me, 16 years ago, standing in my kitchen. See how rough and unfinished that shit was? The whole place looked like that. It never got better, just worse. It was barely a step above living in a car. (Well, a very large car, with a bug-infested shower, but still, […]
