reading the spectral arctic and this woman was so correct

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reading the spectral arctic and this woman was so correct
“Because the truth is, tech doesn’t have an image problem. It doesn’t have a message problem. It has an intention problem. What’s wrong with the axe murderer who broke into my house is not that he hasn’t successfully persuaded me to buy into his narrative. What’s wrong is that he’s trying to kill me with an axe. Similarly, when you launch a product that’s designed to put millions of people out of work, block access to sources of verifiable truth, replace human creativity with slop, and lower the barriers to every sort of atrocity, the problem isn’t that you haven’t told the public a good story about those things. The problem is that you are trying to do them.”
— The 40 Most Rage-Inducing Problems in Tech
so today a public health official guy came into my class to give a lecture on disaster awareness and he was talking about house fires and mentioned that the reason people most likely die during a house fire is because they refuse to leave their pet inside or they go back to get their pet. and right when he said this my friend immediately turned his head and looked at me and in that moment I had the most complete and genuine acceptance take over my body. I would 100% in front of my family and Jesus himself walk straight back into some raging inferno that was once my house to go get my fat cat. I nodded back
the best part of this post is reading all the tags from animal people who would also go back to save their pets. like no hesitation. walk backwards from heaven straight back into hell. someone even said they would go back for their fish. amazing
If you are a person who would walk into a blazing inferno for your animal, and your pet has free movement around the house, here’s a training exercise that could help save you both:
1) Set off your smoke alarm or play the sound on your phone (if your home has no smoke alarms, pease get some!)
2) stand BY THE FRONT DOOR to hand out treats
Do this a couple times and then keep it up NO EXCEPTIONS. Accidentally set the alarm off cooking? Treats by the door. Smoke alarm sound on TV? Treats by the door. Changing your smoke alarm batteries twice a year like you’re supposed to? Give them a test run and your pets get treats by the door.
Most dogs and cats will clue in VERY quickly that hearing that specific sound means go to the front door and wait for treats.
If there’s an emergency and even if you leave by another way, you will still know the most likely place your pet(s) is and can direct first responders to help.
You can also do this for any other kind of emergency alarm. My friend had both her cats trained to go to the front door for a tsunami siren.
I have been singing 'Do you want to find out? Do you want to be part of the crew? I could put a leash on you.' for the past few years.
not to keep talking about Is God Is but when racine and anaia went to go visit their mom for the first time since the assault and anaia saw her name was spelled wrong on the sign but racine didn't really care and ruby gave racine so much more attention than anaia and then asked them to do something batshit for her when she waited until she was on hospice to reach out to them i was sooo mad on anaia's behalf like gtfo of there girl
deeply deeply enjoy how they call so much attention to what their dad’s smile looks like so whenever racine starts losing her shit and smiles the same way, you can see it so clearly on her face. especially with (if i remember correctly) the line earlier when they go to meet god about wondering if she inherited her smile from her
I keep thinking about how Racine spent the whole movie attacking anyone who called Anaia ugly but also immediately, easily embraced the excuse that it had been better to think their mother was dead instead of seeing how she was disfigured like Anaia
i will say the film ending did feel a bit rushed.....and now knowing that in the play there's a final conversation between anaia and God (in which its implied that anaia was going to kill her unless im misreading), it makes me wonder why aleshea harris chose to cut that out. like the movie skips past any confrontation and we're informed that anaia chose to live on her life completely detached from her family. very different conclusion thematically....idk just inch resting
racine: i know— we'll push him off the building. anaia: what if he grabbed one of us on the way down.
this foreshadowing part in is god is (2026) while the twin sisters make plans through telepathic communication on how to take out their father... and then you hear them started speaking into those lines as if that didn't happen when the revenge was a success. *urrrggghhh!!!!!*
is god is opens like "hello. Here are two precious sweet little girls. A little boy has just called one of them ugly. Her sister is going over, and she's beating that mean boy bloody, before she goes back to hug her, getting blood on her pretty little dress."
And that's a big piece of it. Two girls. Softness. Meanness, most often from men. Anger. Blood. And over and over, love, tender and violent.
One of the most glaring themes in Is God Is is the way his sons fight tooth and nail to uphold his tyranny. The fight to uphold the patriarchy they are bound to inherit and benefit from, despite the destruction it does to their own mothers and sisters.
Ezekiel didn’t even know his father, but he was prepared to commit murder in his name. Because that’s his God. All he knows of him is the altar. Just like the biblical story of Ezekiel, he believes his dad is coming back/there will be restoration. Despite being so clearly exiled. And he’s ready to kill about it. While Riley was choking out Anaya, he made sure to let her know that he didn’t care what his brother did. The twin brothers probably knew their mother was being abused but their alliance is with the patriarch.
The great critic Barbara McClay has written about the "politics creep" in every corner of human life, though really of bourgeois Anglophone human life, where every act from reading a novel to lighting a scented candle can be justified - and in fact, self-consciously needs to be justified in advance - as a bold act of resistance. Pretending that self-care is a brave political act detracts from actual political acts, and it sucks the life out of life itself: turning every moment into a performance for an audience, for an imagined crowd of other people on social media. This is other people not as fellow complicated human beings, but as fearful object, whose inner lives are imaginable only insofar as they might be watching and comparing and judging us for whether we've done enough, whether we're wasting our time. And books and movies and TV shows and every other form of fiction will always be, to some extent, a waste of time, as having friends will be a waste of time, as being in love is a waste of time, as every possible action or thought you may have could be considered a waste of time if every second of your life has to prove its value, and has to get a job.
from Dangerous Fictions: The Fear of Fantasy and the Invention of Reality by Lyta Gold
The Addams Family (1991) dir. Barry Sonnenfeld
Finished stitching my Oversight series.
12 small embroidered poem-objects in wool, linen, cotton, silk, stitched on canvaswork mesh and edged in glass beads.
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