And all of that without insults, straw men, or painful spelling errors!
(in fact, it took on the tone of a Sunday morning one-upmanship contest along the lines of "but wait! I have another relevant fact on that!" With emphasis on both relevant and fact.)
(I'm tired of straight white women saying it too, but for different reasons)
Yes, you whinger, it is. But your demographic is part of WHY shit's fucked up, so either help us fix it, or get the fuck out of the way.
This is... not convenient, and more than a little annoying. Does everyone else have this problem or are they just throttling me for their sadistic entertainment?
"His hair was long and clotted with stone-dust, but black as a crow underneath, darker even than hers, and when he lifted his face to look at her, his eyes were dark as well, deep-set in a wide-boned face. Older than her, she thought, but not by so very much. Once past the blade still held to her calf, he did not seem threatening at all—but then, he did not have to be, holding that knife."
- from SILVER ON THE ROAD (Book 1 of The Devil's West)
Originally posted at http://www.lauraannegilman.net/oh-hai-
Hey there. Between this cold that continues to linger, trying to get some writing and editing projects finished up, US politics (and a bonus of happier French politics), and the winery getting ready for our Spring releases this week, I've...not been a very good little blogger. In fact, I've been slacking on a lot of things, and I intend to catch up on all that in the next few days.
Stop snickering. I mean it! *stomps paw*
Meanwhile, Spring has arrived in Washington state - we've still got the occasional rain, but more and more often the days are sunny and warming, with just a nip of cool still remaining in the air. It's exactly the kind of weather than makes me want to go hiking... and I can't, because of this cough that's still lingering, making me more prone to sacking out for an hour on the sofa. But there will be hiking, and hike-blogging, too. Soon....
So, anyway. Not dead (yet). Getting better, even. Ignore that hacking cough behind the curtain....
Oh, and I'll be in Pittsburgh next weekend, at the Nebula Awards Conference. If you're there, or just in town, drop by and say hi!
Yeah, never want to do that again.
So I'll be taking another quiet workday on the sofa with laptop and tea, rather than giving in to the impulse to run all the errands, etc.
All the chore-things (and fun-things) that need doing will still need doing on Wednesday, and be none the worse for the wait. And enforced focus on work (aka the sofa-tether) means I'm going to hit ahead of deadline on the current project. So yay?
Being home sick means I get to see a full day of catjinks. My conclusion: both my cats are mildly hypeactive dorks.
Just now: CatofSize gets off the sofa where we've been sitting, and walks slowly over to the Kitten, who has been more or less minding his own business, sprawled on the rug. The Kitten sits up, and stares back. I'm watching, wondering who is going to be the first to thwap.
This holds for about 5 minutes, then they reclaim their original positions.
Part of me wants to dig in and continue to fight, and part of me wants to slip quietly off the grid.
I've accepted, however that the only time I'm good at quietly slipping away is when leaving a party. When it comes to life, I'm pretty much of the dig in and fight variety.
And so, we fight.
How to save the Affordable Care Act (again). Because if we don't speak up, they will
And if you care about the fate of non-salaried workers, call your congresscritter TODAY and speak out against the Working Families Flexibility Act (House: HR 1180; Senate: S 801). They claim it will provide workers with families more flexible schedules, but what it really does is allow employers to avoid overtime pay, and undercut the ability of the DoL to investigate abuses, rolling back decades of essential labor regulation. This may affect you, or your kid, or your cousin, or someone you never met but who is working their ass off to make ends meet, already, and doesn't deserve to have the deck stacked against them even MORE...