on not knowing what comes next

Jan. 21st, 2017 02:54 pm
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i dont practice zen, but this bears copying to my DW do I can think upon it further:

"In Zen especially we have the koan phrase “not knowing is most intimate.” This means what it sounds like it means. We don’t know what will happen, and we don’t even know what is happening now. We never know; even when we think we know, we don’t know. Not knowing can make us nervous, even panicky. But when, with our practice, we settle into not knowing, with some wisdom and courage, we see that not knowing is intimate. Not knowing, we have no choice but to plunge into reality as it is."


Jan. 21st, 2017 02:47 pm
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I'm going to be posting anti-Trump stuff under the tag "potatoes of defiance" (thank you Terry Pratchett!) for anyone who wants to filter it out.

Anyway, I finally managed to set up a few recurring donations yesterday and am deciding what to do with the rest of the money I've budgeted for donations. And I made my first call to my Congressperson. It went to voicemail, and I stuttered a bit, and I don't even know if it was helpful, but at least that was a start!

Also waving a fist in solidarity to everyone going out to march today. CB is out there, but my cold has triggered my asthma so I'm not =(. The pictures of people around the world protesting are great though.

And as an FYI, I've stopped crossposting to LJ and am still debating over deleting all my posts there and/or my account.

Effective protest signs

Jan. 21st, 2017 02:39 pm
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A linguist explains how to write protest signs that everyone will remember.

Words matter. Part of the reason Republicans have been so successful for the last half-century is that they seized control of the discourse. They turned "liberal" into a dirty word, and they've been trying to do the same thing with "progressive".

Going the other way, think about how the same-sex marriage movement took off when some genius reframed it from "gay marriage" to "marriage equality".

An effective protest sign will also be an effective T-shirt slogan, or bumper sticker, or tweet (or hashtag, if it's really short).

Remember also the slogan "Short is good. Funny is good. Short and funny is better." Because people remember funny stuff -- but don't let that stop you from writing a short, snappy angry sign either. One that I saw at the march in Houston today was "Grab them by the BALLOTS".

People will tell you that we can't win this war with soundbites. But that doesn't mean that soundbites aren't a useful tool! And you can be sure it's a tool the other side will be using.

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Jan. 21st, 2017 11:25 am
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Ended up not going to the Oakland march - when I woke up at 6 my hips and throat hurt and I couldn't face a 90m drive and 2hr march. That's the drawback to being close to a major city but not quite close enough - I sign up for things optimistically then when the time comes, all the details of getting there dawn on me.
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Title: Frost From Our Bones
Relationship: Princess/Female Dragon/Female Dragon Slayer
Rating: R
Summary: When Princess Luin is stolen by a dragon, Lady Skir knows exactly what to do: Rescue the princess. Kill the dragon. Marry the princess. Unfortunately, neither the dragon nor the princess are following her script.

Frost From Our Bones

Women's March Oakland & San Francisco

Jan. 21st, 2017 09:09 am
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Sally and I are almost off for the Oakland Women's March, then for the San Francisco March (details for all of the Bay Area Women's Marches).

I'll undoubtedly chronicle it on my Instagram, and if you're there and want to meet up -- ping me in the comments; I've screened them.

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Jan. 22nd, 2017 02:47 am
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I suspect my new fandom is going to be Lance Bass: Reality TV. My Kitchen Rules is terrible and I love it.

In other competition reality tv, The Great Interior Design Challenge is over and I am so sad. Seriously, they could run that all year round and I would be happy. I'm having that little bit of fun in my new flat working out how I can make myself happier with it. The renting restriction is stymying but also limits the amount of work you can commit yourself to.

My main problem is stuff. I have too much stuff. I got rid of so much stuff before I moved and yet still, there's stuff. I finished building the shelves for my sewing and knitting stuff today. Tomorrow is a trip to the bin room with an enormous amount of flat pack cardboard, plastic and styrofoam. I now have enough allen keys to make a design challenge mobile. Or a robot. Flat pack purchasing options should include a tick box about allen keys although the 'industrial' shelf unit did require two (2) allen keys and a teeny flat spanner for the bolting of some bolts.

In tennis fandom spoilers )
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*fist-bump* to everyone else who's been at/is still at/is getting ready to go to their march, as appropriate to timezone and location.

It was way better than I expected (given that it involved voluntarily going to a place with NOISE and PEOPLE and even sometimes SHOUTING, and that it turned out to be really fucking big). I'm presuming that I'm probably still going to crash with screaming overload shortly, but I'm glad I went.

(Also people liked my sign and that makes me happy.)

Will try to write up a more detailed report at some point in case it's of interest to other people who are considering trying to expand their activisting. But right now, cocooning.

Where do you host stuff?

Jan. 21st, 2017 01:58 pm
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So I eventually found a new layout I liked the look of after some tweaking ([personal profile] shopfront! If something breaks please let me know, I was tweaking via an iPad) and it got me thinking about some of the images in my posts/profile/etc here.

I used to years and years and years ago maintain a website which I stopped updating probably a bit before moving to DW but held on to because I was really attached to my domain name and I enjoyed the convenience of being able to upload my fanmix covers, layout and profile graphics, and other assorted crap there instead of dealing with various free services. But I'm not sure if there's a better option these days, so, super curious about what all of you use for pics and stuff.

Poll #17908 Image hosting
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 6

I upload images to use on DW and I host them on:

View Answers

My own private site/web space/domain
2 (33.3%)

Someone lends me some their private site space
0 (0.0%)

A free service like Photobucket etc
4 (66.7%)

I use a paid for service similar to Photobucket
0 (0.0%)

I use Dreamwidth image hosting via email
0 (0.0%)

I first post my content on another social site that includes image hosting
1 (16.7%)

Something else you haven't thought of that I'll drop in the comments
0 (0.0%)

I don't bother uploading images
0 (0.0%)

I use a free/paid image hosting service called:

Feel free to drop a comment if I haven't anticipated something or you have thoughts! Edit: I forgot to add social sites to the text box, if you post on a social site first can you also fill out the text box. Like, I'm assuming tumblr but I've never tried to crosspost an image url from there so I'm not sure if it's that a thing.

My Stupid, Stupid, Heart

Jan. 21st, 2017 08:34 am
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Posted by Dave Hingsburger

Not sure if it's because of the number of times my mother washed my mouth out with it but I developed a taste for soap. Now you won't find me wandering the aisles of fancy toiletries shops sniffing at gently scented find milled bars of soap produced from the milk Yaks who only ate clover. You will however find me in Winners or Marshals along with others who are as unaware as I about the effect of clover diets on a bar of soap. I like a nice soap.

Two days ago, Joe placed a new bar, a nice one made from goats milk just in case you want to know, on the tray in the shower. He set it on the stub left from the other one. That one had been a black soap that produced the nicest lather. I remembered, when I saw the new bar, all nice and plump, sitting there tempting me, about the first time I'd washed with the other soap. How clean it made me feel. I started to feel a bit sorry for it. I mean there was more left, it would last another week or so, it still had much to give.

I reached for it and it dropped from my hand and slid to the drain. It was too far away for me to reach. Again, I felt almost pity for it. I did. Really. But I grabbed the new soap and began my shower routine. When I was done I noticed the old soap, all soggy from being submerged in the flow from the shower, I called to Joe to rescue it and put it back on the tray. It didn't deserve to be treated that way.

A few days later we were out and about and we came upon a old fellow, sitting on cardboard, leaned against the wall of a building, with his cap out, asking for money. He had an old sign beside him, but it was so covered in grime that it was illegible. I carry with me $5.00 gift cards for Tims, a coffee shop that's easy to find pretty much where ever you are. I stopped and gave him one of those cards, he smiled and said that he'd use it to go get a coffee and to get warm when he couldn't take the cold any longer.

He opened a little bag, resting by his side, attached to him by a long strap over the opposite shoulder. He wanted to place the card carefully among the stuff he had in there. We were still chatting and I notice a small stub of soap placed lovingly in his bag.

A stub of soap.

My stupid, stupid, heart.

I realized that I had got all attached and imbued an inanimate object with feelings and humanity, a piece of soap for heaven's sake, and yet, even in this interaction, even with giving him the card, even with our brief chat, I didn't feel those things for him. Not really. Not deeply. I sat there stunned.

Accused by a piece of soap.

My stupid, stupid heart.

I discovered that humanity is something that, in my mind, I have the power to grant to people, to things, to the lonely tree behind my apartment building. And because I have the power to grant it, I also have the power to withhold it. Not anyone's actual humanity, but my willingness to accede to it in how I see them.

I don't want that to be under my power, my wish.

I want the ability to see the humanity of every person I meet hard wired into my brain. I don't want to be able to separate some from the herd.

But I am able.

And I do.

Because of my stupid, stupid heart.

January 22 Move.On Phone Seminar

Jan. 21st, 2017 08:00 am
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8 pm EST (7 central, 6 mountain, 5 pacific)

MoveOn.org, Indivisible, and Working Families Party call-in training "on how to take immediate and effective action to block the Republican/Trump agenda, starting with rallies at our senators' district offices this Tuesday to stop Trump's *SwampCabinet.

The link has a sign-up sheet; you give contact info and they telephone you to patch you in to the program.


Jan. 21st, 2017 06:42 am
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Yesterday was an awesome day.

My friends and I got to the courthouse in plenty of time, even given our unintentional thwarting of the rules about what should go through the x-ray machine (when they said 'no cell phones' they really also meant 'no cameras and no umbrellas' so we held things up a while because our bags had to be hand searched). Immediately, there was a beautiful, buoyant atmosphere about the place - there were already dozens of family groups, everyone turned out in their best outfits, including many outfits celebrating a person's home culture, and everyone was buzzing with low-key excitement.

They started letting us into the courtroom at 9.30am but the ceremony didn't actually begin until 11am. This meant I was taking my oath at the same time as That Guy, but I actually enjoyed that turned of events - while he was getting sworn in, thinking he's the boss of everything, I got sworn in as one of his genuine bosses.

The oath was the first thing we did, and then there were various short welcome speeches from representatives of local Congresspeople and a Sargent Major from the local military base. What I particularly loved about this part of things, given what's important to me about my America, was that three black women spoke in a row, welcoming us to the U.S., and that of all the people who spoke, only one person was a man, and he was apologetic about speaking at all, ha! The judge who presided was female, and gave a beautiful speech. In fact all the speeches were wonderful - low on hackneyed patriotism, high on thoughtful reflections on what it meant to have journeyed to this day. I teared up more than once, and could cheerfully have sobbed on one occasion, but kept it together.

And then we got our certificates of naturalization, the Daughters of the Revolution fed us cookies, and then we got to have our pictures taken with the judge and Sargent Major. We were allowed to stay in the court room as long as we wanted, to take as many pictures as we wanted, with as many people as we wanted, and I got interviewed by two local news stations about the event. (I think that was because my outfit was red, white, and blue, and I was wearing a red, white, and blue corsage that my friend brought for me. So cute!)

We celebrated with Thai food after the event, and then two of my friends and I drove to Iowa to go to a fundraiser for an independent women's health clinic. (Because what better way to stick it to That Guy than to support an independent women's clinic on his inauguration day?) The main speaker was Lindy West, who we got to meet, and she was so lovely, approachable, and down to earth. And her speech was wickedly funny, truthful, and motivating - I came out of the event feeling the most hope I've felt in a long time, and not because she peddled some vision of a happy-go-lucky future. Instead she offered us a vision of how much we can do, and all the ways we can do it, and I have a little crush now.

Then home, where there was a delivery of chocolate-dipped strawberries waiting for me from a friend, and I couldn't get to sleep because I was too full of buzzes.

I'm a citizen! It feels completely unreal to me that I no longer have to worry about my immigration status - that I belong here. I could not have picked a better day to level up in the resistance :D


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