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oursin ([personal profile] oursin) wrote2025-04-23 03:45 pm

Wednesday wishes Will S a happy 461st birthday

What I read

Made a rather slow progression through Li, Wondrous Transformations, and finished it, a little underwhelmed somehow. Some useful information, but a fair amount of familiar territory.

As a break, re-read of KJ Charles' Will Darling Adventures, Slippery Creatures (2020), Subtle Blood (2020) and The Sugared Game (2021), as well as the two short pendant pieces, To Trust Man on His Oath (2021) and How Goes the World (2021).

Then - I seem to be hitting a phase of 're-reading series end to end'? - Martha Wells, All Systems Red (2017), Artificial Conditions (2018), Rogue Protocol (2018) and Exit Strategy 2018), and the short piece Home: Habitat, Range, Niche, Territory (2020).

Also read book for review (v good).

Literary Review.

On the go

Martha Wells, Network Effect (2020).

Up next

Predictably, Fugitive Telemetry and System Collapse.

Also at some point, next volume in A Dance to the Music of Time for reading group (At Lady Molly's).

Still waiting for other book for review to turn up, but various things I ordered have turned up, so maybe those.

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sabotabby ([personal profile] sabotabby) wrote2025-04-23 07:03 am
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Reading Wednesday

 Just finished: One Day, Everyone Will Have Always Been Against This by Omar El Akkad. I don't know what else to say about this scathing, perfect little book beyond that I wish I could make everyone in so-called Western civilization sit down in a chair with their eyes forced open, Clockwork Orange-style, until they'd read it. Until they make this atrocity fucking stop. It's one impassioned cry in the midst of genocide but it's a very powerful cry.

The Dragonfly Gambit, A.D. Sui. I have mixed feelings about this novella, which is a military sci-fi about a pilot, sidelined after a career-ending injury, who plots an elaborate revenge against the empire that blew up her planet. I first encountered the author at the same event where I first encountered Suzan Palumbo, and this could be a paired reading with her book Countess, only I read Countess first and preferred it. Which is not to say that this book isn't good, because it really is, but it's a bit inevitable to compare two anti-colonialist lesbian revenge fantasy space operas that end in tragedy that came out the same year, y'know?

My main criticism is that it suffers from the same issue that a lot of space opera suffers from, which is that there's a big universe and a limited cast of characters, doing all the things. The genre wants scrappy underdogs with interpersonal drama, but it also wants its protagonists in positions of power, which you can do in longer-form work but is challenging in a first-person novella. The Third Daughter is very hands-on, and it's implied that Mother is as well, but at least the former is ludicrously incompetent for someone running a massive empire. Which is to say that if you've blown up someone's planet, you probably shouldn't promote three young people, all of whom are childhood friends, from that planet into critical military positions. Especially if you're going to fuck at least two of them.

That said, I like the romance in this one more, if you can call it a romance; it's wonderfully toxic. And the ending is a gutpunch.

Currently reading: Undrowned: Black Feminist Lessons From Marine Mammals by Alexis Pauline Gumbs. This continues to be excellent. One thing that I think is really cool about it, among the many things that are cool about it, is that she's decided to capitalize the word Black in all instances, not just where it applies to humans. Which has the intended effect of anthropomorphizing the creatures she writes about in a way that identifies them as the racialized Other, and thus part of the struggle for liberation. Look, this is poetry about marine biology, I'm going to basically love everything about it.

Lost Arc Dreaming by Suyi Davies Okungbowa. I just started this one last night but we have a future Lagos that is mostly underwater, save for five skyscrapers. Which is a cool enough concept that I'll overlook that the book starts with both a dream sequence and the main character dressing for work. I'm into the worldbuilding so far.


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oursin ([personal profile] oursin) wrote2025-04-23 09:54 am

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Happy birthday, [personal profile] damnmagpie!
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conuly ([personal profile] conuly) wrote2025-04-27 04:13 am

Black Cherries by W. S. Merwin

Late in May as the light lengthens
toward summer the young goldfinches
flutter down through the day for the first time
to find themselves among fallen petals
cradling their day's colors in the day's shadows
of the garden beside the old house
after a cold spring with no rain
not a sound comes from the empty village
as I stand eating the black cherries
from the loaded branches above me
saying to myself Remember this


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conuly ([personal profile] conuly) wrote2025-04-25 04:06 am
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conuly ([personal profile] conuly) wrote2025-04-26 04:05 am

There is a friending meme ongoing

Clicky!

Also, I meant to say re: the utilities that you are all the best and I absolutely love you :)

(Still need to call National Grid and still don't wanna.)
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sabotabby ([personal profile] sabotabby) wrote2025-04-22 06:39 pm
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L&O season 2: Episode 2

This one was clearly ripped off the Ashley Madison hack, with a weird reference to Rohinie Bisesar (the woman who stabbed a stranger to death in the PATH Shoppers Drug Mart). The latter is even name-checked in the show, which I'm kind of surprised is legal.

The plot is needlessly convoluted. A hacker gets the database for Not!Ashley!Madison Dot Com, and appears to be blackmailing either the owner or someone in the database. People in the database include a well-regarded judge and a pastor of a megachurch. She's about to reveal the identity of someone in the database to her married best friend, but will only do it in person. They agree to meet in their usual spot in the PATH, but the hacker, who arrives first, is being followed. She makes her way to a Shoppers, where she's stabbed to death by a masked assailant.

you know the drill )
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ranunculus ([personal profile] ranunculus) wrote2025-04-22 01:26 pm

Roof, Trail, ETS

Yesterday was paperwork day.  I drew diagrams of how things should be set up in the arena for our two arena based events and then printed out diagrams of how the obstacles work.  That info is for the setup crew.  Next will be judges paperwork. 

The roof is almost complete.  Now we are waiting for the ridge vent materials. Apparently it will be a couple more weeks before they arrive, which is fine, there is no real rain in the forecast, and the roofers say that the roof is watertight in any case.  Michael says my sprinkler pipes are done, but I haven't picked them up yet.

This morning Donald and I "brushed out" a trail.  I had failed completely to drain the muddy swamp at the bottom of Buckeye pasture, it is still a churned up, gloppy mess so we needed an alternate route.  Yesterday Carrie and I walked a path from the east Clover Flats gate down the canyon to a point just past the swamp.  For years people have wound their way up and down the south side of the stream, dodging trees and low limbs.  It is a really pretty area when you aren't ducking something.  Unfortunately dozens of trees have been out competed by their neighbors, died and fallen or partially fallen, all along the route.  Other trees have branched out to take their place.  The resulting tangle of dead wood and new branches has effectively blocked all reasonable routes. Even the cows; who are masters of forcing their way through; had problems.   I chainsawed while Donald cleared up for about 4 1/2 hours before I felt the trail was clear and would be nice to ride.   This trail  will make a great trail link across the bottom of Jungle Pasture. 


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loup_noir ([personal profile] loup_noir) wrote2025-04-22 01:13 pm

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 A small success: all my old posts on LJ and supposedly comments as well have been moved to DW.  I've tried to do this a couple of times and always failed.  [personal profile] coffeetime 's success gave me the push to try yet again and again and finally again, but that time it claimed to be successful.  So, so many years ago, egged on by my beta reader Ev_vy, I started the LJ account.  It was a lot of fun back in FictionAlley days.  So many people writing so many different things, everyone looking for betas, swatting weird and yet still interesting pairings about, people's lives being over the top, and then, I dunno, I kind of lost interest.  Can I blame FB?  Yeah, sure.  Why not? 

Most of the people I'd followed on LJ followed a similar curve.  I'm sad about losing contact with some, but others I've stumbled upon on IG or other platforms.  At least one followed her dream and has become a professional artist.  Another went through some heroic trials and is now teacher.  I wish them all the best life possible.  

That was a perfect job right now, because I'm dealing with allergic reactions from hell.  Bug spit.  Fleas, ticks, mosquitoes and probably midgies, too, are my mortal enemies.  I can handle a couple of bites, assuming they're not close to each other, before my immune system goes into crazy mode.  Currently, it is definitely flea season, and also the mysterious not-flea bitey bug season, too.  Yes, I have a dog, a dog who loves sprawling in the grass or crashing through bushes, places where fleas and ticks hang out.  While enjoying an evening of television-watching, one arm draped over said dog, the evil forces of fleadom attacked.  Six bites in one place and several more smaller bites on my same-side forearm.  Not pretty in the least.  My arm swelled up, turned bright red, hives erupted, and life went to hell.  Usually, I can manage to fight the worst effects by regular doses of Benedryl and all sorts of anti-itch stuff.  Not this time.  This time, I went to the doctor. too itchy;tl;dr ) 

Hoping for a better tomorrow.
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oursin ([personal profile] oursin) wrote2025-04-22 04:56 pm

Physio reprised

So today was my physio let's see how you're doing assessment, at the different health centre -

- which I was in a bit of a swivet about getting to, because the obvious straightforward route is the longest, and there are shorter ones but these involve a tangle of residential streets -

- not to mention, whichever way you slice it, the road winds uphill all the way, yea, to the very end, because the health centre is bang opposite Parliament Hill.

Nonetheless, I found a route which seemed doable, which said 24 mins (and that was not actually starting from home base but from the road by the railway line), which I thought was possibly optimistic for an Old Duck such as myself, but mirabile dictu it was in fact just over 20 but under 25 minutes, win, eh?

And took me along streets I have seldom walked along since the 70s/80s when I was visiting them more frequently for Reasons.

Had a rather short but I hope useful meeting with the physio - some changes to existing exercises and a new one or two.

Thought I would get a bus back as I had had time to check out the nearby bus stops, and there was one coming along which according to the information at the stop was going in a useful direction.

Alas it was coming from the desired direction, but still, cut off a certain amount of homewards slog.

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lnr ([personal profile] lnr) wrote2025-04-22 01:41 pm

Letter to my MP


A letter to Pippa Heylings, Lib Dem MP for South Cambs, about the Supreme Court trans ruling

Attn: Pippa Heylings MP
South Cambridgeshire

Tuesday 22 April 2025

Eleanor Blair
[Address redacted]
CB22 5AE

eleanorb@gmail.com

Dear Pippa Heylings,

I'm afraid I think this message may be a little incoherent at times, but I needed to write now, while it is still fresh.

I am enormously concerned by the recent Supreme Court ruling on the use of the word "woman" in the Equality Act, and rather more so at the disproportionate response to this ruling by various organisations. In particular today both the BBC and the Independent are reporting that the minister for equalities Bridget Phillipson has said that trans people should use the toilets matching their biological sex, rather than their gender identity, and the alarming news last week that the British Transport Police now state that trans women (males) should be search by male police officers in future.

Someone asked me earlier today if I would be happy with males using women's changing rooms, and this was my response:

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Yes. As a cis woman, a "biological woman" if you insist, I am absolutely happy to share changing rooms with trans women or with young children who are not independent enough to change on their own in the men's changing room.

And I also think *all* changing rooms should have at least some locking cubicles for privacy regardless of this opinion because not everyone can face being naked in front of other people even of the same sex. For all sorts of reasons from embarrassment to periods to colostomy bags to religion to previous trauma.

Stop thinking this is a gotcha, it isn't.

I'm *not* happy that British Transport Police have immediately officially changed their policy to state that trans women must be searched by male police officers. Or that the government are now saying the NHS must reconsider same sex spaces too.

It was *always* possible to exclude trans women from women-only spaces *if there was a legitimate and proportional reason to do so*. It seems that this judgment has shifted the bar considerably as to what is being considered proportional and that worries me, not just for "biological" women who will inevitably be caught in the cross fire (don't tell me it won't happen, it already does) but also for trans women and trans men and non-binary people who just want to get on with their lives in peace and not have to campaign for third spaces which don't currently exist in order to do so.

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I don't know what you can do here, but I would like to see you speak out against this over-reaction to the Supreme Court ruling.

Yours sincerely,

Eleanor Blair
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oursin ([personal profile] oursin) wrote2025-04-22 09:59 am

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Happy birthday, [personal profile] mme_hardy and [personal profile] polyamorous!
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sabotabby ([personal profile] sabotabby) wrote2025-04-21 06:18 pm
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L&O season 2: Episode 1

By no one's request, I have downloaded Law & Order Toronto: Criminal Intent season 2 so that I can watch it so you don't have to.

This one is bad. Like, I normally like my trash TV but it's possible for a pop culture product to be actively harmful and the season opener, "White Squirrel City," is definitely that. It's also an incredible microcosm of our cultural moment.

Which is to say, a few years ago the cops cleared a tent encampment at Bickford Park. Residents were violently displaced, their possessions confiscated, and either forced to go elsewhere, minus their belongings, or shoved into insufficient temporary shelter. This is a major cause of death for homeless people.* Then, to film the copaganda show, they set up a fake tent encampment in the same place where the city had evicted real ones.

So it's one of those situations where even if it had been Great Art, the price of creation would have been outweighed by the moral violation. That said, it's also bad art.

Here is an article from the excellent Grind magazine about all of the things wrong in this episode. The author says it better than I could, and also points out its most egregious flaws, leaving me to nitpick and mock the minor ones.


spoilers )
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conuly ([personal profile] conuly) wrote2025-04-24 02:00 pm

I did the second most terrifying thing

and applied for a shitton of jobs. The worst they can do is call me a dipshit, and they probably wouldn't do that to my face. I think? Seems like a waste of time to call somebody up and say "You're terrible, how could you think we'd consider you?"

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