Well, it did not take place—it did not take place

[sovay]

I was very frustratingly woken too many times in the night to get anything like the sleep I needed to make my body stop hurting, but in one of the lulls I dreamed that I had watched and was reviewing two movies with ZaSu Pitts and two movies with Van Heflin. The Pitts were pre-Codes, the Heflins both Westerns. Absolutely none of them existed when I woke. Obviously, I should watch something with ZaSu Pitts or Van Heflin. When I am not trying to finish my week's work in three days so as to afford Readercon. I wish this weekend had not been so comprehensively wiped out with heat.

Low points of yesterday included having to walk from Winter Hill to North Cambridge because the buses of a Sunday just preferred not to and having a dude just walk up to me and rushthatspeaks while we were eating ice cream in Davis Square and try to insert himself into our interaction despite a united and visible refusal on either of our parts to acknowledge his presence as he just sort of hung over us (eventually he asked, "Are you guys smoking pot?" and we answered, "NO," and got up and left). Fortunately, high points included eating summer pudding with redcurrants and raspberries and watching the first two episodes of the new Fruits Basket with Rush-That-Speaks and gaudior, not to mention the weather having cooled sufficiently that I could walk to North Cambridge without deliquescing into a pile of melted proteins on arrival. It looks like perfect seaside sunlight beyond my window now. I would rather be in the ocean even than watching a movie with Van Heflin. Have a couple of links.

1. I don't think I had ever heard of Trupa Trupa before, but this interview and the music video that provoked it got my attention. "The hate and evil are not abstract and we cannot accept it."

2. I'd known the song for years but never actually seen the video until I needed a link for a friend recently: The Moulettes, "Devil of Mine." It gives good underworld masked ball.

3. I am enjoying this thing where someone I knew in grad school is making the news for saying things that need to be heard: Ainsley Hawthorn, "Gender neutrality doesn't hurt children – it's part of our history." I also appreciate being introduced to the baby picture of FDR.

Comments

[sovay]

Ugh, don’t read the comments under the article.

I didn't even try. I couldn't imagine anything but a trash fire.

“One three-year-old resisted our most patient inquiries and finally had to dance around a little maypole of its own.”

Good for the three-year-old! Yikes for the matron. Saki was remarkably prescient about how that kind of insistent disambiguating goes.

[moon_custafer]

Well, in the matron’s case it was less an insistence on gendering everyone than a prudish objection to “mixed dancing,” even among the prepubescent.

[sovay]

Well, in the matron’s case it was less an insistence on gendering everyone than a prudish objection to “mixed dancing,” even among the prepubescent.

I was just thinking of the kid who ends up with their own maypole, because they can't be categorized.