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Fairness

I had a different post scheduled for today, a more optimistic one I’d written last week about moving on and letting go, but my heart really isn’t in it right now so we’re taking a bit of a detour.

Even though it’s one of my favorites, I don’t often find solace in the silliest, queerest, kindest, most earnest webcomic on the internet, El Goonish Shive. But last night I did.

I was struggling to work through some very dark emotions, feeling frustrated and angry at the unfairness of a misunderstanding that had badly hurt everyone involved and couldn’t be fixed, but which I couldn’t honestly fault anyone for either. At first I tried to tell myself “well, life isn’t fair, suck it up,” but honestly I’ve always hated that sentiment. Yes, it’s true, but saying it isn’t helpful or kind; if it were a comment on one of my posts I would delete it.

Then I suddenly remembered this:

A young woman with pointy ears and fairy wings, with a sympathetic look on her face, speaking to a friend. Text: "You were right before. Nothing is really fair. It's up to people to care enough to MAKE things fair when and where they can."

Life isn’t fair. Life can’t be fair; it doesn’t have the brains. It’s up to us to choose to be fair to each other, even when circumstances haven’t been fair to us. The circumstances don’t care, you see. But we can.

Fairness isn’t found or given, it’s made. It’s good to remember that you can always choose to make more.

Added: there’s one important thing I couldn’t figure out how to say when I first wrote this post. Turns out I didn’t need to figure it out, it was already in the next panel of the comic: “You don’t make things ‘fair’ by hurting yourself.” That’s an important caveat. Sometimes, when another person has been unfair to you, the fairest thing you can do is call them out or walk away. Be fair to yourself, too!

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Riddle Me This

If AI is so great at language processing now, how come autocorrect is still so ducking shorty?

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BwEoTrTsEeR

I’m still not very good at poetry, but I feel like I’ve been improving a lot recently!

Or at least I did, before I started reading Andrea Gibson. Now I feel like everything I’ve ever written, poetry or otherwise, is literal garbage. The garbage-est kind of garbage. Like, toilet paper.

Gently used toilet paper.

But…I’m still proud of the progress I’m making? If anything, I’m more motivated than ever to improve. Somehow, seeing a creator that far above my level is discouraging and inspiring at the same time.

It’s like looking across a massive canyon, a chasm that separates my ability from theirs. Surveying it, I can’t pretend perfectionism any more; every word I put onto the page is another reminder of my failure. But the flip side of seeing that gap–remembering it’s there–is that I also know it can be crossed. Andrea themself was on this side, once; they stood where I stand. If they made the journey, maybe I can too.

And of course, there are other reasons why it’s healthy to be reminded that you’re always making garbage.

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Please, Please, PLEASE Don’t Do This

Elon Musk announces Grok AI's new "Companions" feature on Twitter. Threads users davidleavitt and kevin_michael_murphy_jr mock the feature and Elon, calling him "lonely."

Please don’t use “lonely” to mock and insult people. No, not even N*zis. Companionship is a fundamental human need, right along with food, water, shelter, and safety. When people steryotype “loneliness” as a defining feature of disgusting incels, they alienate potential allies and push vulnerable people who are genuinely suffering into the arms of a toxic culture that exploits their suffering to perpetuate misogyny, classism, and white supremacy.

“Lonely” is not a character flaw and shouldn’t be used as an insult. If you wouldn’t use “autistic” or “triggered” or “sexless” or “depressed” as an insult, don’t use “lonely” as one either. None of those things make a person good or bad!

“N*zi,” on the other hand, is a character flaw. That one’s a great insult! “Incel” is pretty good, too! Just stick with those, please!

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Weird Scritches, But Ok

Our pug is not very picky about how he gets attention…

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Should’ve Called It Attention Disobedience Disorder

Me: “Ugh, [trope X] is so [gross/overdone/boring] in [genre Y]. They just fit together so perfectly to make a bad story–like soul mates, but for awfulness instead of love. It’s probably impossible to put them together and have something good come out.”

My hyperfocus: “Hold my beer.”

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Wish I Was Here

Trike gets to sleep in on the weekends and I have to admit, I get pretty jealous.

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Picturesque

Living in Colorado has its downsides, but I can’t quite recall what they are at the moment…

A picturesque meadow filled with lush grass, with fantastic mountain range as a backdrop.

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Earth Hero

Fighter (my daughter’s imaginary friend that pilots all her favorite toys) is named “Earth Hero” now.

That’s because a little while ago, there was a huge army of bad guys that wanted to “kill the Earth” (!) and all the good guys fought them, but then all the good guys except Fighter died and there was still a bus (?) full of bad guys left, but Fighter was able to kill them all at once with super bombs that were also bullets, and then he brought all the good guys back to life.

(That’s not a Deus Ex Machina, by the way, both of those abilities were already canon. Fighter–sorry, I mean Earth Hero–can do basically anything.)

A small toy fighter jet.
His plane is also indestructible.

Watching your kids learn how to use language and make art is one of the best parts of parenting!

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Married Life

My spouse: “I know we usually do laundry with cold water, but I think the reusable cloth wipes I’ve switched to need to be washed in hot.

Me: “Maybe we could put the stained pillowcases and hand towels in with them, see if we can finally get those all the way clean.

Spouse: “Yeah, sounds like we need to start having designated ‘hot loads.'”

Both of us, turning toward each other in perfect sync:

Sokka from Avatar: The Last Airbender waggling his eyebrows suggestively

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