Counting on the distance between underground justice and handmade luck
I slept ten hours last night. That was great. I didn't even have much in the way of nightmares. That was nice. I woke up and still had this cold. That was disappointing. Have some links.
1. Courtesy of
handful_ofdust: a useful roundup of American voting-related links. I am very worried about the elections in November. In the sphere of things I can influence, I will be voting Jay Gonzalez for Governor because while I would have preferred to be able to vote Bob Massie, Gonzalez is still an ethical artichoke when compared with Charlie Baker and I am tired of the peculiar both-sides-ism of Massachusetts politics that seems to feel a Republican governor is a necessary counterweight to the overall progressiveness of the state, as if for the sake of some false equivalence of fairness we shouldn't be throwing our weight hard on the side of human rights and health and safety. As if I don't need to shout for Yes on 3 because in our present condition of but think of the bigots! the question of legally repealing trans rights in Massachusetts has actually made it as far as the ballot. The absolute best that can be said for Baker is that if you yell at him loudly enough about the wrong decision he's made, he sometimes reverses it. I want a governor who makes the right decision first.
2. Courtesy of
selkie: Autostraddle's 150 Years of Lesbians. Thanks to one of their photos, I have spent my afternoon happily listening to queercore riot grrrls Team Dresch. Thanks to another, I deeply regret that the silent film The Amazons (1917) appears to be lost.
3. Courtesy of
larryhammer: Current Affairs ranks their top ten paintings of Judith beheading Holofernes, Toast-style. I agree #8 deserves a higher ranking, if only for that hat.
(From the same source: the nameless but definitely female master potter of Eleutherna. I wonder if her pots came to light before she did. I wish there were some way to know them.)
4. I am made very happy by knowing that one of the Ediacaran fossils is now the oldest known animal.
5. The splendid obituary of Alan Abel, hoaxer extraordinaire: "Alan Abel, a professional hoaxer who for more than half a century gleefully hoodwinked the American public—not least of all by making himself the subject of an earnest news obituary in The New York Times in 1980—apparently actually did die, on Friday, at his home in Southbury, Conn. He was 94."
Because I keep forgetting to mention it: Forget the Sleepless Shores is now available from Smashwords as well as Amazon and Lethe. I hope that is of use to people who prefer e-books.
1. Courtesy of
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
2. Courtesy of
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
3. Courtesy of
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
(From the same source: the nameless but definitely female master potter of Eleutherna. I wonder if her pots came to light before she did. I wish there were some way to know them.)
4. I am made very happy by knowing that one of the Ediacaran fossils is now the oldest known animal.
5. The splendid obituary of Alan Abel, hoaxer extraordinaire: "Alan Abel, a professional hoaxer who for more than half a century gleefully hoodwinked the American public—not least of all by making himself the subject of an earnest news obituary in The New York Times in 1980—apparently actually did die, on Friday, at his home in Southbury, Conn. He was 94."
Because I keep forgetting to mention it: Forget the Sleepless Shores is now available from Smashwords as well as Amazon and Lethe. I hope that is of use to people who prefer e-books.
no subject
I had dreams about the master potter last week -- I feel certain there's a poem there for one or both of us, though more likely you, for the obvious reasons; I wonder if her own work was among the grave-goods in that cemetery. And she lived a good long while, long enough to leave a fingerprint somewhere. I'd give my exceedingly nice incisors to know more. At least she's getting credit for something besides baking bread and driving the plough.
no subject
I can think of many worse epitaphs than "But beneath the attractive packaging lay a box of snakes on springs."
At least she's getting credit for something besides baking bread and driving the plough.
Agreed.
I would like to write about her (I thought also of fingerprints in clay), but I think my brain right now is mostly in reception mode.
no subject
no subject
Well, that does not seem an unreasonable wish - I hope you get one! <3
I hope the cold goes away soon, and thanks for the links.
no subject
I wish I knew more about making people agree with me. I'm thinking of canvassing, but I don't know what to say that would really make a difference, not just sound good. People tune out anything that sounds like talking points, even in their own interest, so fast.
I hope the cold goes away soon, and thanks for the links.
Thank you, and you're welcome!
no subject
Sweet, sweet revenge!
no subject
no subject
I am pretty sure it is, actually, objectively, the best version.
no subject
no subject
Thank you! I am not feeling wonderful, but I did sleep! And had a definitely not a nightmare, which however confusing is a plus.
no subject
Well done Dickinsonia! Well done abseiling PhD student Ilya Bobrovskiy!
no subject
This is the kind of news I want to see more of.
no subject
no subject
I'm glad!