"I'm so lazy for lying down so often" "I'm so greedy for eating such a big meal" MY BEAUTIFUL FRIEND!!!! YOUUUU ARE A GIANT OMNIVORE. YOU'RE MEGAFAUNA. DO YOU KNOWWW HOW ENERGY EXPENSIVE IT IS TO KEEP A GIANT OMNIVORE WITH A HUGE BRAIN RUNNING. very!!! very energy expensive!!! eat that burger take that nap. holy moly. you wonderful animal. your species is made for frequent meals and daytime rests and long sleeps. let yourself be a human.
hi i want to talk about the blatant inequality that the new gender rules of hockey USA may cause. and how this may affect the future of womens hockey.
released on april 1st of this year, usa hockey has released a policy stating that all leagues and teams under it's governance must restrict players to their assigned sex based team (excluding coed leagues and teams). this is not only incredibly disruptive to just trans athletes, but moreso female athletes
as you probably know, hockey is a predominantly male sport, so most local and smaller teams are more likely to be all-male teams. in the past, girls have been able to get around this by joining male teams as a female, playing the same game.
this is no longer possible, and female athletes, even beer league or low level leagues, are restricted to teams, leagues and games that are either female only, or coed. both of which are hard to find and usually are only low level--meaning it restricts a lot of girls and women from playing at a higher level.
most olympic level or professional hockey players in the PWHL were able to reach their level via playing in boys leagues and teams, because girls teams weren't available. with this new policy, it could be harder than ever before for girls to play and access hockey.
despite girls hockey growing exponentially in the past couple of years, this may prove to be a bigger challenge for girls than any actual trans athletes. this ban not arguably harms more athletes
the policy's an act of hostility towards women's sports and gender equality in sports. it may not explicitly state that it will put such barring limitations on women, but it does and will.
I was watching an episode of Laverne & Shirley yesterday and I spied something in the background that triggered a long series of childhood memories.
We had one of these match dispensers in the kitchen of every house I lived in from my earliest memory until I was an adult. There was one in Grandma's kitchen, too. You needed a convenient supply of matches for the woodstove and gas stove - I didn't live in a house with an electric stove until I was a tween, and even that house had a woodstove for heating.
The big box of wooden kitchen matches fits into the top. You pull it open, and matches fall into the reservoir where you can easily pull one out. The box's striking surface lines up with the opening on the side of the dispenser, so you can reach it with the head of your match.
The dispenser in Grandma's house was enamel white, but it was covered in so many layers of woodsmoke and cigarette smoke it was a de facto gray-brown. Ours was repainted every few years to match the new décor, and ended up being every color of the era in turn - harvest gold, avocado green, bright orange, chocolate brown, cast iron black, dusty rose, brick red, and finally basic enamel white, before being eaten up with rust like everything else in the damp climate. I had completely forgotten it until catching that random TV episode!
(Grandma also had a wall-mounted dispenser for individual matchbooks, but it looks like I'd have to do a deeper dive to find that one.)
I learned in my political science class that all major famines in the 20th century and onward have been caused by oppressive groups or political situations restricting access to food, NOT natural causes like crop failure
This is literally the point that Indian economist Amartya Sen made that won him the Nobel prize in economics. As a child, he survived one of the several Bengal famines that were organised by the British colonisers in India. He developed his theory on famines, which is that they were more about distribution of food rather than production or availability of it
Tied to the arrival of the season—although there are the inevitable early and latecomers—every year they are released without fail, transcending generations, popularity hierarchies, and agency allegiances. Their content, similarly, is built around a loop. As I have pointed out enough times that it borders on cliché, the narrative of these videos is modeled on the temporal logic of a single day. Watch any summer music video and see scenes set during the daytime, at night, and occasionally dusk, each paired with its signature summer activity.
This particular trope is so enduring though that it shows up in unexpected instances, including in the video for Sunmi’s recent summer single, “Forever July.” According to her company ABYSS Company, the song is “an inversion of the familiar summer anthem,” a reversal that extends to its accompanying video. Whereas the standard k-pop summer music video mirrors the upbeat energy of the summer anthem, with bright and warm sunny days, Sunmi’s world is humid and rainy. It trades frolicking in the sun or at the beach for scenes of her stuck inside, staring at the window or outside battling the elements.
Yet despite the action in the video diverging from most summer music videos, it still retains retains the aforementioned hallmark of the genre—the temporal loop. Trapped inside due to the unsettled weather, she spends her days in front of the window watching the rain or trying to beat the heat in front of a personal oscillating fan. At night, she tosses and turns in bed, plagued by the same questions repeated throughout the song: “Do I really love you?” and “Will you be mine?” Less playful flirtatious entreaties to a lover, these questions belie an anxious reassurance-seeking, one that will only trap her in a cycle of uncertainty as it can be never be satisfied.
These ruminations spill out of her conscious mind, taking on physical form as a spiral motif. From the opening shots of the video where two small snails sit on the bridge of Sunmi’s nose and forehead, the motif is ubiquitous, echoed in the oscillating fan with hearts painted on the blades, the finger-drawn spirals in the condensation on the windows and ceiling, and the mosquito coil that burns in a spiral pattern. Even her appearance is not spared when seconds after she has straightened her hair, it succumbs to the humidity and curls.
There are less literal spirals as well. For example, in one scene a frameless wall clock sits on the wall, its ticking suddenly sped up but with no real effect; as a clock its can only go in a predetermined loop.
Some of her choreography also utilizes a circular pattern, with her back-up dancers spinning their prop umbrellas to great effect. In particular, in one top down shot, they are shown not only spinning their umbrellas, but also physically rotate themselves, moving in a circle around Sunmi and an unidentified male stand-in as they stand face to face against a black backdrop.
In effect, all of these loops are nested within a larger loop that is the title of the song. "Forever July" implies that this state is not one that will easily change when the calendar flips the page from July to August. Rather, as long as she is trapped in these emotional loops, that month will never end. This outcome may sound preferable to those that appreciate the summer as it is reflected in the standard k-pop track, but that is not Sunmi's summer. Hers is one that is grayer, rainier and more anxious, devoid of much of what makes summer feel like, well, summer.
The most amazing thing to me about Jane Austen is that she staunchly refuses to leave any woman behind. It doesn't matter if a woman is an antagonist, a side character, or what, the reader is assured that they will be okay. This is so different from fiction at the time or even now.
Marianne Dashwood, living a plot perfect for a tragic death by illness to preserve the beauty of her first attachment and disappointment? Nope, she lives and loves with her whole heart again. Maria Rushworth, the fallen woman who cheated on her husband does not die for her crimes or even fall into poverty or prostitution, her father and Aunt Norris will provide for her. She is punished, but she's protected. Lydia Bennet? Her two sisters will provide for her for the rest of her life. Her husband's debt will not destroy her. Miss Bates? There is an entire community around her no matter what happens and her newly rich niece will provide. No woman is even left as a governess, Miss Taylor is Mrs. Weston, Jane Fairfax becomes Mrs. Churchill instead. Mrs. Smith is pulled out of her indigent state by Anne and Wentworth.
The only woman Jane Austen allows to suffer a terrible fate is off-page and dead long before the novel begins: Eliza Brandon. Eliza Williams, her mother's affair baby, is ruined by Willoughby. Colonel Brandon could easily have washed his hands of her and her affair child, but he doesn't. Eliza Williams is going to be okay. Her child will be okay.
Antagonist women never fall into poverty or die for their crimes, most of them are even in loving marriages. Fanny Dashwood is cruel to her mother and sisters-in-law, one could imagine her falling low in karmic retribution, but no, she's fine. Lady Susan, the delightful anti-heroine, marries a baronet at the end of her novel. No punishment looms on the horizon for her promiscuity and deception. Caroline Bingley has a loving family that will never turn her away and an independent fortune. Mary Crawford has a loving sister. Isabella Thorpe may have lost the big prize, but she has her mother. Never is a woman thrown to abuse or poverty, even when they have attacked other women. The only punishment would come from their own conscience or regret for the goodness they have thrown away.
Jane Austen somehow imagines a world where even the worst women are safe.
Superman was created by two second-generation Jewish immigrants in the 1930s.
He was created to represent Jewish refugees, partially-assimilated immigrants, and orphan refugees. They couldn’t admit it at the time or he would never have been popular.
Whoever Little Light is they understand Superman far more than the majority of people.
Superman is the hardworking Hispanic immigrant who has developed a taste for apple pie.
The Muslim who plays baseball between prayer calls.
Every immigrant who still speaks their own language at home.