Same on the comics! It confuses my brain and breaks up the story for me. Give me words.
It was such a relief to be able to articulate why I didn’t really read comics. I felt like it always came out like I though comics were ‘less’ and I don’t feel that way at all. I just have a really hard time connecting to them because it’s not the easiest way for me to take in information.
For what it’s worth, I feel the same way about comics. It’s not that I don’t think they’re a valid form of art and storytelling; it’s that I just don’t prefer to experience a story that way.
I read SANDMAN, figuring that if anyone could make me like comics, it would be Neil Gaiman. And I really did enjoy the story, and the vision of the characters, and could appreciate why that story works better visually than it would in text.
But I just want to read through something rather than study the images. Also, when I was reading the first part in Comixology, I was downloading the individual issues and every. single. time. I’d settle in and feel like I was finding my groove in the story, I’d get to the end of the issue and have to stop and open the next one. It felt like reading half a chapter of a novel at a time.
It drove me up the freaking wall. I can’t imagine reading comic serials if only for that reason.
Super glad other people like them, but I have concluded that in general, they aren’t really my thing.
Ribollita is a Tuscan vegetable stew. It’s typically vegan or vegetarian, depending on whether you throw parmesan rind into the broth, though if you wanted to use a little bacon to flavor it I wouldn’t judge.
This is less of a recipe and more of a game plan
Today I chopped up:
- 3 ribs celery (because that’s how many wobbly, bendy ones were left in our crisper that needed to get used up) - 3 carrots - a medium onion - 2 cloves of garlic
And put them in a microwave-safe bowl and nuked them for 4 minutes, stirring halfway through. The America’s Test Kitchen people tell me this is a perfectly acceptable alternative to sauteeing when you just can’t be arsed. Since there was no meat to pre-brown that would create a pan to deglaze, I couldn’t be arsed.
And then I threw them in the slow cooker. I added:
- A small can of tomato paste (though you could totally do this with diced tomatoes, or whole tomatoes in puree, or probably fresh tomatoes if you were doing this in the summer) - A can of cannellini beans (though you could use 2, or if you were going to cook it all day while you were at work, you could totally use half to a whole pound of dried cannellinis as long as you had at least 6 and probably 7 cups of liquid) - A quart of vegetable stock - Another cup or two of water - 3/4 or so of a one-pound bag of kale greens (though you could do this with spinach, escarole, bok choy, all cabbage, or even collards, probably. Though with escarole and bok choy I might add them in the last 30-60 minutes of cooking time. Kale and cabbage stand up to long cooking better.) - half a mini cabbage that’s been hanging out in our crisper forever, sliced into ribbons - A bunch of dried oregano - A bunch of dried thyme - Salt and pepper - A container of leftover sauteed kale I still had in the fridge
And cooked it on low for about 5 hours. Late in the cooking time, we threw in some parmesan rind, because that’s when Tom came back from the store. Otherwise we’d have thrown it in at the beginning.
Are you getting the idea that this is ridiculously flexible and a pretty decent way to use up vegetables? I’m thinking leftover Brussels sprouts or green beans would be good in this. Or squash.
We’re going to serve it with toasted slices of stale bread and will probably just pour the soup over it. And then throw some grated parmesan on it, and drizzle a ittle olive oil over the top.
And what are we serving with this extremely healthful stew? Homemade mac and cheese.
Welcome to this here tumblr. Since Rather A Lot Of You seem to have arrived due to the post about why you should opt out of the Dropbox arbitration clause, now is probably a great time to point out that this is my braindump.
Which is to say, sometimes I’m posting about tech. Sometimes I’m posting about feminism and/or religion. Sometimes I’m posting about DC (did you know I don’t have representation in Congress despite paying federal taxes just like everyone else? NOW YOU DO). Sometimes I’m posting about TV. And sometimes (frequently) I’m posting about my kid.
So, you know, it can get a little fractured up in here. If you’re not cool with that, no problem. Nice to see ya. If you are, awesome, and if I get on a jag you aren’t particularly interested in, give it a couple of hours and I’ll get distracted with something else.
You should read this, because TJ makes true and righteous points. The conservative Christian school I went to was not AS conservative as PHC (where they practically thought MY school was full of heathens) but I recognized a lot of cultural similarities when I read the original piece to which this refers. And I knew even at the time, that if I were sexually victimized there, the school would pretty much not even bother trying to have my back.
Tangent time: The use of the word “helpmeet” in one of those quotes always makes me want to bring up one of the most important facts I learned about that quote in Genesis that’s translated as God deciding to make the woman to be a suitable “helpmeet” for the man, since that passage is often used to pressure women into subservient roles. (And the entire Adam and Eve story is twisted to blame women for pretty much everything.)
The phrase translated into “helpmeet” in the King James is ezer kenegdo in Hebrew. “Ezer” roughly means “one who surrounds, protects, supports,” and when used elsewhere in the Bible, it is always used to refer to God or military allies providing help. “Kenegdo” means “meet” in the sense of equality, so it implies that the ezer, the ally, is equal rather than superior.
So if ezer kenegdo means “an equal who surrounds, protects, and supports,” then instead of thinking of a helpmeet as the lovely assistant, a modern phrase to capture the right sense would be to say that God said, “it is not good for the man to be alone; I will make him a partner to have his back.” Or perhaps, “…I will send him the cavalry to ride in and join forces.”
“Amy Loudermilk of the mayor’s Office of Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual and Transgender Affairs said D.C. residents have seen frequent issues getting their insurers to cover these kinds of treatments and procedures. Many of the denials involved surgeries, but others involved more basic procedures — such as breast cancer screening and gynecological exams for persons undergoing hormone therapy to transition from female to male.”—
This headline kind of buries the lede- this is about treatment for transgender patients specifically.
The tl;dr version: Mayor Gray has administration has clarified with health insurers specifically (but also in general) that since “gender identity and expression” are protected classes under the DC Human Rights Act, then transgender patients may not be discriminated against, and that since gender dysphoria is a recognized medical condition, medically necessary treatment for it MUST be a covered benefit, including gender reassignment surgery.
They were also quite clear that new benefits are not being mandated- the DCHRA applied this way all along, which means if these treatments weren’t being covered, they need to start being covered IMMEDIATELY. Like NOW, jerks. And by the way you have to stop charging people extra for riders to have these things covered starting at the next renewal period.
This applies to private insurers in DC, DC government’s insurers, AND DC Medicaid.
A couple of days ago, Charlie figured out how to move his arm out of the way so he could finish rolling back-to-tummy. But then he’d remember that he HATES being on his tummy and get so mad he’d forget to just roll back the other way.
This morning, he remembered to just roll again.
Which means there’s pretty much nothing stopping him from rolling across the whole room.
“As long as families are seen as secondary supporting acts to work and career, women are faced with an impossible choice. If we play ball and lean in, then we are judged as being selfish and aggressive, for “marrying down,” or for being bad, uncaring wives whose husbands will leave us. If we stay single, don’t have children, or have relationships that don’t align with the happy endings of rom-coms, we are judged for being cold, overly ambitious, and “un-womanly.” Alternatively, if we dedicate ourselves to our family, then we’re judged for not leaning in enough.
Similar to how work success is narrowly defined in monetary terms, family success is defined as having an outwardly happy traditional family, with the possibility of finding happiness being single, without kids, single with kids, or in various other types of family arrangements, left completely out of the equation. We’re damned if we do, and we’re damned if we don’t. Leaning in further certainly does not give more choices to women who are already sideways from all that leaning.”—Your Marriage Will Fail, by Alicia Liu | Model View Culture
“It’s perfect in its structure, and its ideas are so profound. Very much like Silver Linings Playbook, it’s about someone fighting their demons using all that humble, difficult, baby-steps hard work that it takes, but doing it in such a hilarious way. It shows that until you wake up and get things right, you’re gonna live that stuff until you die: the same emotional prison every day. Phil has to go through every incarnation of what he thinks love is until he really gets it.”—
If you’re a Dropbox user, you probably got an email in the last few days about an update to their TOS that basically puts all disputes into arbitration rather than litigation.
If you’re like me, you probably glossed over this update because gah, legalese.
Allow me to summarize what it means when a company wants to handle all disputes in arbitration:
No matter what they do (delete your data, privacy breach, overcharging, whatever), you don’t get to sue. Instead, THEY get to choose the arbitrator according to whatever criteria they want, and thus any dispute is decided by someone they’re paying.
Also, you can’t join a class-action suit against them. Which sounds like no big deal, but when a company takes advantage of a bunch of people all in the same small way (incorrectly assessing a service charge, for example), class action is how companies are made to clean up their act en masse, instead of waiting for thousands of people to call them up and demand their $20 back or whatever.
I love Dropbox and use/recommend it enthusiastically. But this is a company that we entrust with some of our most important data- the kind of data we need to have access to wherever we are. Family photos, portfolios, projects representing years of work, etc. And as we’ve seen with Google buying Nest, even if we trust the management team in charge of our data right now, that’s not guaranteed in the future. Founders move on to other things. Companies with great products get acquired. Business decisions get made that change the direction of the company.
The agreement we make with Dropbox is too important to be enforced only by an arbitrator of their choosing. You have 30 days from the date of notification to opt out of the arbitration clause. Do it now.
I’ve been back to work 6 weeks and one or more of us have been sick during 4 of them. Daycare!
Anyway, Tom’s got the strep, so Imma strap that baby to my torso again tomorrow and take the bus to drop him off at daycare, and then leave work early to pick him up again. Expect another triumphant pedometer screenshot. At least it’s temporarily nice out and not ridiculously cold.
Tonight I packed the daycare bag, did the dishes, washed the bottles, prepped tomorrow’s bottle, packed my lunch, put a cube of frozen squash puree in the fridge to defrost for HIS lunch, and disinfected a bunch of stuff since we are trying REAL hard to keep ME from catching the strep.
“Here’s the thing: As galling as it is to think of people like Michael Dunn and George Zimmerman daring to call themselves victims, I don’t think they’re being disingenuous. I absolutely do think that they think of themselves as victims. You know why? I’ve never met a racist that didn’t think of themselves as a victim. I’ve never met a sexist that didn’t think of themselves as a victim. I’ve never met a homophobe that didn’t think of themselves as a victim. They’re always the victims…in their own minds. “Oh! They’re going to take our jobs!,” “They’re different!,” “They’re scary!,”I won’t be in charge anymore!,” “I’m just not ready for a black president! Why won’t they wait until I’m ready?,” “They have bigger penises!,” “It’ll make my marriage seem less special!,” “Who is going to make me my sandwich!” They’re perpetual babies. They are perpetual victims.”—‘I’m the victim’ said the man who shot an unarmed teenager over ‘loud thug music’ (via azspot)
“Despite the gravity of this revelation and the long road we’ve traversed from the Ellen I grew up with to the Ellens who inspire young people today, many straight people have responded rudely to her speech with “Yeah, duh” and “Why is this news”? I am wary of these people. I fear they don’t realize that the fight is far from over — that kids are still kicked out of their homes and teenagers are cut out off for being gay, that job and housing discrimination remains legal in most states, that hate crimes still happen, that gay kids are getting bullied and killing themselves, that 92% of American LGBT youth say they hear negative messages about being LGBT and 42% say they live in an area that isn’t accepting of LGBT people. Remember that it was a flood of press coverage around the suicides of young gay people that jump-started the flood of prominent personalities coming out. Remember that devastation.
Ellen Page said she’d been scared to reveal her truth, and in response way too many people responded with, ”In other news, the sky is blue.” The fact that so many felt comfortable being that rude to someone who’d just publicly shared a private struggle speaks volumes about how important they consider the issues of gay women to be. We should be wary of these people. People like them are why so many believe this country is post-racial or post-feminist when this country is racist as fuck and hates women.”—