#severability

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[julesliedtke]

HB2’s “Severability” clause a shield for discriminating employers

Flying under the legal radar:

Eric Doggett, a Raleigh attorney and chair of the North Carolina Advocates for Justice’s employment law section, said that he doubts that many legislators fully understood the import of the changes, and would not have included it in the law if they had. He said he hoped that the Legislature might reconsider the matter.

A coalition of civil rights organizations has already announced that it will challenge the more prominent aspects of HB2 on constitutional grounds, and Attorney General Roy Cooper has said that he will decline to defend the law in court. The changes to the EEPA are not part of that lawsuit, however, and lawmakers specified in the law that those changes will remain law even if other parts of the law are struck down. Some attorneys expressed concern that the law’s ostensible core might prove short-lived while the employment law provisions survive.

Bolding mine. Many Legislators may not have been aware of the ramifications of HB2, but it’s a good bet the ones who crafted the bill were aware. Which is why they included the severability clause. And while I’ve seen a few GOP apologists say it can be fixed by changing the wording a little bit, I’ll believe it when I see it actually happening. But instead of waiting for that unlikely event, *somebody* needs to file a lawsuit specifically targeting that aspect of HB2. If it was an “unintended” consequence of poor bill-drafting (which I seriously doubt), the NCGA will be motivated to fix it to get out from under said lawsuit. But if they did intend to make it much harder for victims of workplace discrimination to get civil justice, they need to be forced to explain that to a judge and jury.

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[hotelsongs]

hi! tell me what you're loving lately. books and kpop and music and theater and film and tv. catch me up.

<3! so much! i’m so deep in Good Shit, let’s go through it:

books

just finished the traitor baru cormorant, which is a book you get hip-deep in when you read it. fantasy novel with an almost belligerently solid world, about a woc lesbian accountant-spy infiltrating the evil empire that colonizes her homeland to try to take it over and fix things from within. by a white dude. i feel so many ways! i am watching its sales & press so intently! is it gonna bridge the divided sff audiences of ‘whiteguys who want war books by whiteguys’ and ‘diverse readers looking for inventive books that speak to them’? well it’ll be interesting to watch. is it gonna sell like hotcakes? probably! do i hope it will be a force for specific positive change? yes! am i frustrated at the specific offering of seth dickinson as forerunner and the size of his book deal/scope of his publicity compared to other diverse fantasy authors? ugH. but the book itself’s hard to fight, because BARU CORMORANT IS REALLY GREAT. the book is a really good fantasy spy thriller and baru cormorant the character is a first-rate and first-in-her-field slytherin joy.

nk jemisin’s dreamblood dyad was such a good thing to happen to me. i want people to come talk to me about fantastical ancient egypt riffs + priests. (when don’t i want that.)

kathryn purdie’s burning glass is not out yet but it’s fixed everything that pissed me off in the nonevent that was the grisha series and i’m always down to lark about in fake russia.

son of the shadows remains one of the purest pleasures of the year and i’m still Primally Irritated with child of the prophecy but in a way that’s. stuck. that I WANT TO TALK ABOUT ALL THE TIME and am just fuming about, tinily, in the corner.thinking about how bad i want a book about a disgraced evil sexy usurper queen training a protege to go and wreck the family that disgraced her and redeem their evil sexy honor, but that is actually willing to be that.

kpop was a slow september but

purfles’ comeback genuinely swallowed me in a way slow songs don’t always do, it’s so intricate & well produced & deceptively lush for a cheap nobody group. i love them ;;

RED VELVET! i really liked icc but my feelings have become FEELINGS this time round. makes them the only sm girl group i’ve ever clicked with, tbh, but they’ve got everything great abt their immediate predecessors—snsd’s synch and f(x)’s artistically intricate tunes—but they’re like, actually good onstage, they’re such enthusiastic precious children. plus group bonds are impossible to figure out from the outside etc. etc. but they’re like a little family ;; they’ve adopted yeri with a vengeance and i love it. and HOW FUCKING GOOD WAS THE RED AS AN ALBUM. red dress my total fucking rush of a song with maybe the only drop chorus i can think of that earns it. the crystal vocal intrusion of lady’s room. huff’n’puff generally. all of it.

i have allowed maddi to drag me to boy hell re. the tiny talented army that is seventeen. acceptable. all three of their singles are tragically great, they dance hard, they are mamamoo-approved (wheein’s a stan) because performance babies recognize performance babies.

basically this september has made me happy about the future. rv - seventeen - mamamoo - oh my girl (RISING, coming back in oct!!!!) is such a good ascent crew. and gfriend, who are… enthusiastic but too fetal-snsd for me to feel deeply about rn. but that’s temporary. they’ll come into their own as individuals. and even now, the guitar in me gustas tu is such a good thing. like i said, the future is a good place to be. all the stages are so live.

i still thrill happily whenever ring my bell comes up on shuffle, fight me @world. that, and macaron v. apink’s perfume for b-side of the summer. (wonder girls’ album does not compete here. reboot is Art.)

yubin, and how much everyone loves her (me too.), is the second best thing about uprs2, which i am watching. yezi is the noncompetitive best thing. when they let her fucking rap :o. mnet edits so hard and i want to believe they’re constructing the narrative where ~yezi rises from below~ and cuts hubristic cosplayer trudy into slices onstage but i don’t know if they’re that smart. but it doesn’t really matter. uprs = rap singles that chart, it’s a no-lose. (unless you’re hyorin, maybe. but that’s none of my business.)

brown eyed girls are coming next month! nothing else matters!!!!

other music brings me to theater, bc

i’m hamilton trash. we are all hamilton trash. hamilton lives up with infuriating vividness to every inch of its hype. there is nothing on the ost i need to skip but my faves are, in order: yorktown, non-stop (MANIC ANTHEM NON-STOP), wait for it, helpless/satisfied, and the schuyler sisters which MAKES ME CRY. WITH JOY. HOW AWFUL. also every single line daveed diggs spits with his lafayette accent, What The Fuck

my main man sam crane continues to kill me. farinelli & the king was somewhere between OKAY and A DELIGHTFUL WAY TO SPEND AN EVENING and could have been MOVING & SEXY for a while if only one member of the sad royal threesome hadn’t been mark rylance, mark rylancing. which is not just inherently unsexy bc rylance isn’t sexy (attractive, charismatic, whatever-have-you) but is specifically an unfuckable nexus of infancy and decrepitude. that he plays IN EVERY FUCKIN’ ROLE. whatever! i love sam crane and would give him the world and should probably stop chasing him down to tell him this in the flesh. my feelings are mostly pure of heart. (he is super dreamy and longing and he kissed the queen and i went through the floor.) and there was a lot of really good opera sung by a man with a very small head. i also got to tell him he was wonderful, which was rewarding. he was a gentle soul with a raftersize voice. a good dude.

i have read at least five reviews about how mariah gale won’t stop crying as isabella and feel so good about the fact that i am gonna miss this production. young vic measure is this week. ooooohhhhmigod.

god… i saw the bakkhai at the almeida, which was… a solid production of a weirdly tame play about an insecure god, some nice lady backpackers observing an ethnic conflict, and a transfixingly incompetent blustering repressed fool who just secretly needed to be fucked to pieces and the world taking that really literally. so, not the bakkhai as i recognize it but internally consistent in its own lowered ambitions. bertie carvel’s pentheus needs to call me. something went irreparably wrong in translation clearly, annie carson how did i get here.

to transition into tv: just watched jonathan strange & mr. norrell for his dumb poshly fragile ass. oh for the photographically untranslatable appeal of bertie carvel. plus i’d been putting it off for a damn age, i’d really liked the book (though it’s so deeply densely stylishly A Book in ways you can’t translate, but in terms of that adaptational problem this was leagues more fun than bbc wolf hall lol) and the visuals were sound and jamie parker showed up! plus: fake claire clairmont cameo. but more importantly:

rewatched utopia s2 and i was hard on it, it’s really coherent and good. utopia is the best thing to happen to me all year. high colors high creep suchhhhh characters. evil flashback rose leslie’s hair. nathan stewart jarrett as the best possible everyman, the most latently likable dude. (paul ready’s scary physical control. i am seeing young vic measure in fourrrrr daysssssssssssssssssss.) every frame a work of art. i’m a year late but easily my biggest win of the year

until the leftovers starts, probs :) WE HAVE REGINA KING :)))))