Field Notes From a Broad

Observations on children in the wild, science au naturel, and creativity at large.

What we have here, is a scientist in the wild, and if we’re vedddddy veddddy quiet, we can observe him re-build a 1999 Dell, install the correct Linux OS for the job, source a 90’s CRT monitor with VGA connection, and resurrect data from these very rare, very old data storage devices. Those are called “Diskettes” (dis - ket’) and “Zip Drives” (zip’ dri’v).

Shhhhhhhhh….. don’t scare him ….. we may not get the chance to observe a creature such as this in his natural habitat for another 3 years or so… until the next layoff…

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We are not allowed this. We are allowed to be deeply into basketball, or Buddhism, or Star Trek, or jazz, but we are not allowed to be deeply sad. Grief is a thing that we are encouraged to “let go of,” to “move on from,” and we are told specifically how this should be done. Countless well-intentioned friends, distant family members, hospital workers, and strangers I met at parties recited the famous five stages of grief to me: denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. I was alarmed by how many people knew them, how deeply this single definition of the grieving process had permeated our cultural consciousness. Not only was I supposed to feel these five things, I was meant to feel them in that order and for a prescribed amount of time.

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Women are afraid of meeting a serial killer. Men are afraid of meeting someone fat.

When Strangers Click, a 2011 documentary about online dating.

It reminds me of that famous Margaret Atwood quote: “Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them.” It also reminds me of something written by one of the mods of Sex Worker Problems: “Misandry irritates. Misogyny kills.”

I mean, it’s just true.

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NPR Fresh Air: The Mother Warns the Tornado »

nprfreshair:

I know I’ve already had more than I deserve.
These lungs that rise and fall without effort,
the husband who sets free house lizards,
this red-doored ranch, my mother on the phone,
the fact that I can eat anything—gouda, popcorn,
massaman curry—without worry. Sometimes
I feel like I’ve been…

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