A request from bradygirl_12, and my first post. Frankly, it's a fun comic. 7 pages out of 22 below the cut.
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([personal profile] sasha_feather Dec. 3rd, 2016 11:50 pm)
Today my roommate had a party for her birthday. It was lovely; it involved reading books and passages from books out loud to the group. Some were children's books. Someone read from Alice in Wonderland; we passed around a book of tongue twisters by Dr. Suess.

Someone brought a joke book, Plato and Platypus walk into a bar: understanding philosophy through jokes. At first I thought, what a good idea, a joke book! But in a mixed group that don't know each other well, in the afternoon-- maybe not.

One of the jokes made me very clearly feel like the only queer person in the room.

An old cowboy goes into a bar and orders a drink. As he sits
there sipping his whiskey, a young lady sits down next to him. She
turns to the cowboy and asks him, “Are you a real cowboy?”

He replies, “Well, I’ve spent my whole life on the ranch, herding
horses, mending fences, and branding cattle, so I guess I am.”
She says, “I’m a lesbian. I spend my whole day thinking about
women. As soon as I get up in the morning, I think about
women. When I shower or watch TV, everything seems to make
me think of women.”

A little while later, a couple sits down next to the old cowboy
and asks him, “Are you a real cowboy?”
He replies, “I always thought I was, but I just found out I’m a
(this is directly quoted from the PDF of the book

Interesting, the woman who brought this book also told a joke involving engineers, and said before she told that one she surveyed the room for who is an engineer to see who the joke would affect. Uh huh.

p.s. I don't feel well today; not sure what it is but dang

Posted by Jeffrey Toobin

Students of political despair (a popular field these days) might consider the case of Robert Parris Moses. He was a twenty-six-year-old high-school math teacher in New York City, when, in 1961, he set off, alone, to register African-American voters in Mississippi. At the time, fewer than seven per cent of eligible African-Americans in the state were registered. Local officials kept the number low by means of literacy tests, poll taxes, and violence—aimed at those trying to register and, particularly, at those seeking to register others. They included Moses and a small band of colleagues in the Student Non-Violent Coordinating Committee who joined him. He was beaten repeatedly, once nearly to death. A quiet, almost serene figure, he came to exemplify a special kind of civil-rights worker, who, as Taylor Branch wrote, in “Parting the Waters,” “chose to isolate himself deep behind the lines of segregation for years at a time, armed only with nonviolence.”

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The Real Risk Behind Trump’s Taiwan Call
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The Carrier Deal and Trump’s Challenge to Democrats
Yup, yet another unfinished story. This one, I think I know how it ends. And yes, it will almost certainly be finished; hopefully *before* next year's Spook_Me! That said, feel free to comment, ask questions, speculate, etc. It's the most likely thing to prod this along!

TL;DR? Have a WIP/Amnesty fic. Enjoy! (At the AO3 here.)

Summary: In Highlander: the Series, Mary Shelley saw a quickening and wrote Frankenstein. In the MCU, part of the super-soldier serium was 'vita-rays' (or as Dr. Banner later tried, gamma rays).

This is a collision of those facts.

An Accumulation of Anguish

Sean was forking layers of cake apart to get the last few almond slices out of the frosting when he saw the dead woman walk by. )

"There’s a lot of deceptively light-footed complexity in much of Kieron [Gillen]'s writing – I’m thinking now primarily of his weirdly symbiotic and merged collaborations with the excellent Jamie McKelvie, like PHONOGRAM and THE WICKED + THE DIVINE – where you can see a dance-like or musical sensibility creeping into the storytelling, a kind of fluorescence that he brings to his work from a dance culture that he’s grown up with and that I’m largely unfamiliar with in first-hand terms. I recall Brian Eno talking once about how despite his usage of it, he didn’t really like computer technology, because in his words there wasn’t “enough Africa” in the technology, by which I think he meant that it didn’t involve enough physical rhythm or ecstatic sway, something which I think Kieron’s best writing aspires to and reaches. He’s also possessed of an admirable range in his storytelling sensibilities, and effortlessly avoids using the same special effect twice or continually banging away thematically on a single note of the piano, for that way lies Frank Miller. Speaking of whom, Kieron’s breadth is such that he can move from an insightful riposte to the inane 300 in his splendid 3, through some perfectly-pitched YOUNG AVENGERS space-dust and some fit-inducing PHONOGRAM strobe effects, to the remarkable and probably gaming-influenced complexities of ÜBER, currently one of my very favourite comics, and a series to which I hope I have made a tiny but significant contribution that may be apparent in the long-awaited next arc." -- Alan Moore

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([personal profile] beccaelizabeth Dec. 4th, 2016 04:52 am)
Sometimes I wonder if a plot bunny is too kinky to work (but, internet, so)
or if an idea is worky or I'm just unwisely lonely.

Like: demonic possession is always writ like it's a bad thing, but have they just tried couples counselling?

There's an Ethan/Lindsey fic (Dealing by Estepheia) where the plot rather hinges on the fact that willing and enthusiastic consent is not necessarily informed.

So, imagine, a demon seducing a new host, who invites them in, but is perhaps not in a frame of mind to have entirely thought this through.

It goes manky when they can't change their mind, of course. Demons being demons, there's always a gotcha moment where someone realises they've signed up to forever.

... my inclination to treat this as some kind of arranged marriage AU leads off into Regency AU territory where a society entirely used to the possibilities of demonic ... arrangements... is terribly well mannered and yet, being made of people, still entirely full of ways to get your characters up the tree and throw rocks at them.

Demons as Mr Darcy, initially terrible but, informed by their contact with their potential host, changing their ways entirely, and eventually winning them over.

... entire genres of in universe fiction where it's all terribly romantic and you 'save' your demons with True Love, decried by at least some priesthoods as being propaganda meant to lead souls astray.

Demonic hierarchies and dependencies and having a Duty one cannot avoid but wanting this time to be different.

Entire yearning/having cycles complicated by the fact that making love means the demon changes hosts so there's now an abandoned ex in the picture, possibly to one's great surprise.

Having to get along with the new roommate because being homeless would kill them, only the room in question is your brain.

I mean I can see how them being a demon is problematic, but it's a whole set of new spins on familiar tropes, and then grand cosmic power for getting it right.

But possibly grand cosmic power that leads you into hell. Or to becoming one with the demon in kind of a host and symbiote way, be that more goa'uld or trill. Possibly knowing your soul will never reach heaven on account of that new unity meaning you are, now, a demon, with the memories and skills of your former beloved.

So many ways to be awkward, so many ways to try and get along.

I like the Bujold version demons where they've been one with hosts starting in the animal kingdom and they learn and grow as they go along.

But demons as a specific kind of ghost that remembers life and is being kind of a dick about holding on

or like the other day, thaumic elementals that take an imprint and everyone just argues without provable resolution about if they're trapped souls or deceitful illusions or some new kind of being.

Major magical explosion as deliberate prison break from a thaumic elemental plane that's grand for elementals native to it but purely crazy making destructive to the kind that remember corporeal humanity.

Trying to get along with beings who will happily offer everything you ask for but not be real clear about the degree of peril in the consequences.

Trying to rescue an overshadowed or eclipsed person, someone who made a deal but their loved ones believe the real them is still in there somewhere under what the demon did to them. And my first reaction to that is a disability led revulsion because people are people even if they change and you don't get to lift the awkward bits out and get a normal person back, but stating that is a lot less involving than showing variations. 'Saving' someone who then works to reunite themselves? Saving someone but being just as annoyed at the restored version? Saving someone then realising you loved the demon?

There's a lot of lauers of story.

But I feel I would be better off finding none of them appealing.
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([personal profile] aldersprig Dec. 3rd, 2016 11:27 pm)
After Blond Bishop
Luke flew.

He didn’t want to do anything but fly for a few minutes, so that’s all he did, letting the wind carry him, letting the air hit his face, letting his wings do their own thinking and his body shift with the currents.

When he started to think again, he flew higher, making the work take all his attention. It had been a while since he’d gotten a good flight in. He should…

The thought hit him like a punch in the guts and he lost his glide for a moment. He flapped hard, caught himself, and found the thermal again, the panic momentarily overwhelming the sudden surge of guilt.

Once he was stabilized, he had no such protection. He should ask Cya if he could do this more often...
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[It's December Days time! There's no overarching theme this year, so if you have ideas of things to write about, I'm more than happy to hear them.]

The title is part of how I would translate the special skills of librarianship into some sort of role-playing game.

Also known as "the librarian is a freaking expert, listen to them." Not just because every full-qualifications librarian has at least two degrees, but the average librarian has seen and responded to queries that are weirder than what you would think of as weird. Yes, weirder than that. Yes, that too.

[personal profile] jenett has a tag that indicates the true nature of the librarian, a nature that only Night Vale has come close to scratching the surface of - Secret Masters of the Universe. (No relation, as best I can tell, to the cartoon starring Prince Adam, nor to the fanfiction that would eventually become Fifty Shades of Grey.) Libraries and archives and museums are the outward manifestations of our abilities, but the real magic is in the people themselves.

In the era of big data aggregating everything it can about you so as to more effectively predict your behavior, usually as a consumer, but also as an activist, political figure, or person of interest, it seems like machine learning and algorithm can create a profile of you that knows you far too well for your own liking. Those systems fail, of course, on a regular basis by suggesting inappropriate things, or by placing you on a list that restricts your movement without your knowledge or without the ability to appeal. Or, more chillingly, it cheerily exposes secrets of yours without your consent or knowledge, often by data breach. Your public library may be one of the few places where you can talk to humans about preferences and be assured that they will not be fed into some sort of corporate or governmental database. We keep a minimal amount of requestable records at all times.

Beyond that, librarians are skilled at human-computer interactions, which allow us to leverage a bevy of tools and materials to assist you in your information requests, and with much less risk of running into fake news, unsubstantiated rumor, opinion masquerading as fact, and paywalls as one might with general Internet access. Undergirding data at large are classification systems, indexes, catalogs, taxonomies, and finding aids. Metadata webs, triples, annotations, and other ways of making meaning out of the sea of possibilities. We know about them, and therefore can use them to produce what you are looking for, often at higher quality and speed than you will spend looking for it yourself. And we're willing to teach you how it's all done, if you like.

And that's before we get into the part where we're often better than the algorithms about what kinds of materials you might enjoy after you finish your current crop.

And there's also the programming, where we're giving teenagers space to grow into themselves and pursue their interests, telling students that it's okay to crush gender stereotype, or to tell gender to go get fucked.

And there's also the part where librarians are likely responsible for helping you get to literacy, through evidence-based Story Times and other options that teach language, script, and other important aspects of communication to the very smallest.

And in between all of those things, we also check out, buy, maintain, and refresh our collections to make sure they're appealing and relevant.

Librarians are experts at so many things that are invisible infrastructure. Cross them, or remove them, at the peril of seeing how much they actually did for your community.
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([personal profile] lightreads Dec. 3rd, 2016 10:56 pm)
The Obelisk Gate

4/5. Sequel to the devastating and disturbing The Fifth Season. Part two – continuing survival in an apocalyptic landscape in the remnants of a civilization that enslaved those with the power to control the earth – is just as devastating! And more disturbing! And, as in the first book, this one rotates around parent/child pairs and teacher/student pairs of various sorts, so, uh, content note for about seven different kinds of child harm.

This is one of those trilogies that is fantasy on the surface, but becomes slowly more science fictional the deeper you get into it. It's an interesting effect, and I was surprised to find myself caring about it so much. I think it matters here not just for genre line-drawing, but because the intertwined modalities – fantasy, science fiction – are looking at the question of wielding power from different perspectives, and have different perspectives on what knowledge is good for. That matters, in books about the slavers and the enslaved.

So. Still really good. Still a zillion content notes (which, as always, I am happy to supply upon request). Book one went to eleven and book two escalated, so who the fuck knows how much book three will screw me up, stay tuned.
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([personal profile] goss Dec. 3rd, 2016 10:37 pm)
I put up my tree tonight. This year I added a few new ornaments, including these two, both of which I'm quite fond of. ^____^

([syndicated profile] post_secret_feed Dec. 3rd, 2016 10:40 pm)

Posted by Frank

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Hi Frank,

Recently, you posted an email about someone who had discovered a secret in a book that ultimately brought comfort in a time of need. After so many years of reading about how people hide their own secrets in physical books, I have to admit I had never once opened one in a bookstore.

After a particularly rough couple of days last week, I was compelled to get up and go straight to Powell’s. I told myself I had to keep having just a little bit of hope, and that it would be a sign if I found a secret. I sat on a stool in front of of the shelf, and opened one book after another. I was ready to give up, but there was one book left.

To my surprise, as I flipped through I found a hand written note. Just the simple act of holding it in my hands renewed my faith. Thank you so much for building this community that truly brings people together and reminds us that we are not alone.



([syndicated profile] post_secret_feed Dec. 3rd, 2016 10:35 pm)

Posted by Frank


PostSecret Live! in Wisconsin. Open and Free to all. Details


PostSecret, Atlas Obscura and the Museum of Broken Relationships

One night only in Los Angeles – Sold-Out – Sorry/Thanks



[content note: murder]

This blog cogently summarizes the damaging ableist assumptions in the latest J K Rowling movie. She sees the death of a disabled character treated without any true concern.



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