Now everyone knows that, if you can afford to delay — or BLUFF that you can afford to delay — you can get away with ANYTHING.
How is anyone supposed to teach ethics in that culture? Isn’t someone living ethically in that culture at a disadvantage?
I hope you are all listening to the new podcast WE DON'T TALK ABOUT LEONARD, a co-production of @ef37bb5e & @d4cc8164 ! Episode 2 is out today!
It features The Great #AndreaBernstein & #IlyaMarritz, who I hope you remember from #WillBeWild (if not, that is NECESSARY listening!)
They have a way of telling a story that keeps you on the edge of your seat!
You NEED to know about Leonard Leo; this rich asshole controls all our lives!
#WeDontTalkAboutLeonard #LeonardLeo #SCOTUS #ClarenceThomas #SamuelAlito #AmyConeyBarrett#FederalistSociety
#ProPublica #OnTheMedia
https://www.propublica.org/article/we-dont-talk-about-leonard-podcast
@d4cc8164
I'm enjoying this series!
Andrea Bernstein and Ilya Marritz are two of my favorites! The way they move a listener THROUGH the story makes it come alive!
@18ff1d03@f8d9bc1c
Same thing, I think, "Oh, i'll just warm my seat til my #DEADLINEWHITEHOUSE", but Katy Tur always delivers an eyeroller in those few minutes!
🙄
"The first thing to understand about Trump is that he’s not a normal politician. He doesn’t give a rip about policy. What he cares about is saying and doing whatever it takes to fulfill his desires and thirst for power, including destroying democracy if necessary. Treating him as anything other than a depraved authoritarian is not only wrongheaded, but helps his cause by legitimizing him as a reasonable choice for voters. And that’s exactly what Welker did."
- @f03707e4
#KristenWelker
https://www.publicnotice.co/p/kristen-welker-trump-interview-meet-the-press?r=2hapk&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web
@c79b97b9 I want to say here that I like AnarchNina very much. I like Ro very much. I don’t know WelshPixie at all and I hate this whole mess.
Thank you for this post.
@c79b97b9
Urgh, i just realized I *do* know WelshPixie as "Curator" on mastodon.art.
I feel sick to my stomach. This ends my interaction with that server.
What a terrible situation.
@c79b97b9 I want to say here that I like AnarchNina very much. I like Ro very much. I don’t know WelshPixie at all and I hate this whole mess.
Thank you for this post.
@5572f0e3@f56ab5fa@94a46b7d@21a5580d@de5cda1d@f32d8a03@dfdfdf00
If this person hadn't come out swinging & accusing, we could have had a good discussion and exchange.
But I'm not going to put up abuse, or my friends being abused, and it seems admins felt the same.
@3fe52772
The new #SuperMarioBrosWonder game that releases the day after my birthday!
(I have a whole list of practical things that I need to buy first, that I won't bore you with)
🌈 💜 🌈
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G0m_uNaSres
There are so many things I could and should be doing but I feel a stronger need to nap.
This is after going to sleep early last night and having more epic dreams... Some of it was too traumatic to share here - a lot of violent imagery I don't want to mess up your brain with -, but the GOOD/INTERESTING part of the dream was that it turned out that Scorsese had made a film adaptation of Sondheim's FOLLIES back in the 70s starring Bernadette Peters, and it was only being released now. I couldn't afford tickets to see it, but I could afford a tshirt with the logo, an iconic image of Bernadette in a short, curly platinum wig, surrounded by stars. I got a purple tshirt printed with metallic silver ink, and I was just thrilled with it, so eager to see the movie, so excited for more people to be introduced to Sondheim.
And the story of why it hadn't been released was so interesting; the studio had demanded "a happy ending", and when Scorsese & Sondheim refused, the film was locked away in a vault, never to see the light of day. Also, some key scenes were filmed in black and white, and studio executives insisted it would "confuse" audiences. But now, not only was it being released, it had been restored and remastered, looking more amazing than it ever would have before.
The screening was at a university, but it looked more like a pavilion at Disney World, all terracotta plazas, mosaic tile, fountains and bridges.
Clips from the film were playing on huge screens, all over.
The other part of my dream, the part with the violence, was I was back in NYC, but instead of a good NYC job, I was working the same job as I am now, only in much more brutal, dangerous conditions. I saw a lot of gross things.
This was instructional to my waking mind, because, whenever I daydream about going back to NYC, it always includes going back to design work, never the food service work I do now. It makes me feel a grudging gratitude that, if I am reduced to this type of work, I'm doing it here in a relatively safe environment.
The dream was so involved, and some parts so upsetting (I witnessed human trafficking and violence against animals), I guess its no wonder I need a nap to recover from my sleep.
I want to say, in my waking life, I'm not especially a fan of Scorsese, and my dream director for FOLLIES would be Lynch, because I think he has a special understanding of how the present is always interacting with the past (which, to me, is what FOLLIES is about), but in the dream, I was just so happy that this film existed!
This story is fascinating.
"during the contract negotiations for the new issues, their legal negotiators tried to make it a condition of the deal that the work be done as work for hire, effectively throwing the property irrevocably into the hands of DC. When that didn’t work their excuse was, “Sorry, we didn’t read your contract going into these negotiations. We thought we owned it.”
#Fables #BillWillingham
https://billwillingham.substack.com/p/willingham-sends-fables-into-the
Last night, I had two dreams. Two separate stories and sets of characters, but they both took place in the same house, a preserved Victorian in San Francisco. It was huge, almost a whole city block. It had servant's hallways inside the walls, so the help could move about without being seen by the masters of the house.
In the first dream, a friend owned the house, and I was visiting. I kept seeing people moving about in the house, but my friend insisted we were alone. Maybe they were ghosts; I was the only one who could see them. The house felt very threatening and dangerous. I heard one of the people/ghosts say that they were going to kill my friend's cat. I warned him, but he didn't believe me. He thought I was trying to manipulate him so I could stay in the house longer.
In the second dream, the same house was owned by a wealthy relative. I was the oldest of four siblings, and we'd been invited for Christmas. The house was scary, but in a different way: it highlighted how much poorer we were than our relatives. We were there as an act of charity, not because we were welcome. We were anxious and worried that we didn't know how to follow the rules of upper society and there was no one to explain them to us. We knew that we were expected to change clothes throughout the day, but we didn't have anything besides what we were wearing, and we wouldn't have known what was appropriate anyway.
We never did see any of our wealthy relatives. We were just left in the library to ourselves, worrying through the whole dream.
New ep of #JenRubinsGreenRoom !
"Jen is joined by master political strategist #SimonRosenberg to discuss why polling vastly overestimated the non-existent so-called Red Wave in 2022 and how the results of the special elections since then demonstrate that the electorate is continuing to punish Republicans. They explore how the Dobbs decision, Supreme Court radicalism, Trump and his party’s attempts to overturn the election, the possibility of a government shutdown, and their inability to moderate is giving democratic candidates positive numbers not seen in decades. Building upon the decline in inflation and other successful policies, is a Blue Wave coming?"
#JenRubin #JenniferRubin #Podcast
@91bb50f0https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-democratic-majority-with-simon-rosenberg/id1686973843?i=1000627711968
@25c66be7 I’m interested in what’s happened since I blocked them.
As far as I could see, everyone was quite deferential and patient with them, more than I could be. Did they continue to lash out at everyone?
I’m thinking about how, when I was masking, I was basing everything on sitcoms, and how I related to my family like a sitcom family, like “oh, they give me a hard time, but I know they love me”… and how that whole facade crumbled when I found out that they’d been alerted that I was #ActuallyAutistic #AllAutistics since my childhood, and refused to take it seriously, leaving the burden to me, a bomb waiting to explode my future.
It’s also on my mind with my stepfather’s recent death; how it’s been driven into my head that “family is everything, family is all that matters”, and yet… none of my mom’s sisters have been bothered to come support her. She postponed his memorial to late September, a month after his death, to give her sisters time to make plans to come… and yet, they’re not coming. At all.
It just feels like everything I’ve been taught about “family” was just hollow bullshit to keep my sister and I in a constant state of obligation, always trying to “earn” our place in this family.
It was all just empty words the whole time, and we were the dummies who believed it.
I realize I am old and it’s pathetic that I’m still so wound up in my family, and there are terrible disasters all over the planet and just about everyone has more pressing problems than mine.
But it’s part of my ActuallyAutistic #AllAutistics that I tell the truth (as dumb as it is) to people I care about, and I care about you.
My takeaway from the dream is that returning to North Carolina was a fatal mistake. It was a misbegotten attempt to earn my parents love.
In the dream, I explained to Patti LuPone how, all of Sinéad’s life and career was an attempt to earn her abusive mother’s unobtainable love, though I don’t know if Sinéad ever saw it that way. She certainly didn’t explicitly connect those dots, but when you look at her discography and autobiography together, it is very clear.
On waking, I see that that’s what I was trying to do, too. In my case, I would say that not only is my parents “love” unobtainable, I would find it low quality even if I ever ever “earned” it.
I need to get out of North Carolina. There is nothing for me here, in terms of opportunity or people. It’s just an endless grind towards something I don’t even really want.
Also in the dream, Patti LuPone said, “The only reason anyone ever went out was to get laid or to score drugs, and now they don’t have to leave home for that!”
I remember now that the whole dream took place in the reflection of the subway window; we never actually turned and looked at each other, just watched our reflections as we spoke.
My takeaway from the dream is that returning to North Carolina was a fatal mistake. It was a misbegotten attempt to earn my parents love.
In the dream, I explained to Patti LuPone how, all of Sinéad’s life and career was an attempt to earn her abusive mother’s unobtainable love, though I don’t know if Sinéad ever saw it that way. She certainly didn’t explicitly connect those dots, but when you look at her discography and autobiography together, it is very clear.
On waking, I see that that’s what I was trying to do, too. In my case, I would say that not only is my parents “love” unobtainable, I would find it low quality even if I ever ever “earned” it.
I need to get out of North Carolina. There is nothing for me here, in terms of opportunity or people. It’s just an endless grind towards something I don’t even really want.
I dreamed I was on the subway and Patti LuPone sat down next to me. She started chatting and, when I told her my name, she knew my work. We talked about old NYC, how nothing can ever happen anymore without corporate sponsorship and how that was anathema to our sensibilities and younger selves. I told her about Sinéad O’Connor’s audiobook and how it was so worthwhile, not just for the stories, but the way she tells them. She told me I needed to work harder on showing my work, that if I could only get it in front of the right eyes, I could rise above the bullshit. We had a wonderful talk that I will remember all my life, even if it was just a dream.
I remember now that the whole dream took place in the reflection of the subway window; we never actually turned and looked at each other, just watched our reflections as we spoke.
This made me cry for lost youth.
Not just mine, but all of ours, lost youth in general.
Teenage bedroom moments, creating ourselves. Forgotten moments of connections dots, putting ourselves together.
How could I have gone through that, only to end up here?
This made me cry for lost youth.
Not just mine, but all of ours, lost youth in general.
Teenage bedroom moments, creating ourselves. Forgotten moments of connections dots, putting ourselves together.
How could I have gone through that, only to end up here?
@94a46b7d@f32d8a03@de5cda1d
"people who grew up before 1980 (and especially before 1970 or 1960) would not likely be screened as autistic, and instead could be treated as a "terrible, strange, misbehaved child" with resulting parental neglect and abuse (raises hand)"
This describes my situation as well. Every day, my mother would look at me with disgust and snarl, "There is something REALLY WRONG with you"... but not enough to seek help, not enough to interrupt cocktail hour.
My family still doesn't *really* believe that autism is "a thing".
I always wonder how they would have handled it if I'd had a visible disability.
@18ff1d03@f8d9bc1c
#KatyTur just let a Republican congressman blame their McCarthy problem on Dems.
He whined, “Does a good neighbor pour kerosene when your house is on fire?!?!”
No pushback from Katy, but I would’ve countered “Does a good neighbor open impeachment hearings with no evidence?”
@3fe52772@bea2dfb9
• When Agrestic burned down at the end of S3 of WEEDS.
They should have just spun it off into a new show altogether, because so many great characters/actors were just... gone.
• Poussey's death in ORANGE IS THE NEW BLACK. The way it was filmed was cruel, disrespectful, exploitive and insensitive to the audience. I know Samira Wiley wanted out, but there had to be a better way to tell the same story. I know they wanted to do "ripped from the headlines", but it was too soon after the murder of Eric Garner, and
when they came back the next season, they had the GAUL to center the experience of the guard who killed her!
It soured the whole rest of the run of the show.
@94a46b7d@21a5580d@de5cda1d@f32d8a03@dfdfdf00
Stray, I think you have acted with maturity and integrity all through this, and I am grateful for the documentation.
I see you as one of our strongest voices.
The moment I saw this person lashing out at MY FRIENDS on #ActuallyAutistic, I blocked them.
I'm not as mature as you!
Oddbean new post about login | logout
Notes by Creative! Queer!! Autistic!!! | export