because you are trying to protect yourself from something by saying it hurts dumb people, so it can’t hurt me but it can
because Darwinism isn’t about what you think it is about because Darwin isn’t about what you think he is because my relationship to the history of science and to the history of faux science runs deep, and the meaning of your statement expands in my mind way beyond what you mean and it fills me with despair
you wish death on people you relish the idea of a deserved death inside a mad world where death comes to the people helping us to the people helping them
also Social Darwinism is steeped in a history of rich American racism a racism that is reflected in the deaths in my city why is this killing black people? because the society we live in doesn’t believe black lives matter I don’t know how to navigate when you say ‘Darwinism’ what I hear is I don’t understand history I don’t understand science I’m scared I’m angry I want to feel in control of the uncontrollable
and to me it means you are just as bad as the people you wish harm on and I don’t know how to explain I am too interested in the history of science I am steeped in pop science and faux science of the past I can’t explain to you that this isn’t what Darwin would have wanted that this isn’t how evolution works this isn’t about evolution, or Darwin or Social Darwinism
you don’t know about the racist history of science the intersections of eugenics and meaning-making
every time I read your comments of – Let Darwinism take them out – Give them a Darwin award I hear an echo of a history of racism and hatred that I can’t convey I don’t know how to explain it’s a history deep and old and it isn’t about science and it is about hatred and division and
please stop it please don’t say it anymore I don’t want to read it every time I do I revisit a history you don’t care about and I can’t stop you
you say ‘natural selection’ with a sneer like it will protect you like it will save you and that isn’t how it works you’re looking at death and making it the other
the facebook snooze function saves friendships if you don’t like what I’m saying now try snoozing me disappear my posts for 30 days and after that time I’ll likely be the same, but maybe you’ll have grown snooze me snooze friends snooze family snooze frienimes snooze strangers snooze at will (and don’t forget to snooze Will) happy snoozing
I played Ticket to Ride (the app of the boardgame) on Monday with my friend Joseph. The game has a basically unusable chat feature and while I enjoyed the game it highlighted what I was missing (hanging out with my friend) more than it scratched my itch to game. It did reignite my desire to game.
Last night, I played Die Crew on weird unwieldy software mostly in German (http://brettspielwelt.de/Community/Download/) remotely with friends in both Madison Wisconsin and New York City. We paired the software with Google Hangouts for voice and face viewing. The game is a cooperative trick taking card game with a space theme. I like it! And I look forward to playing it more.
Today I played two player Tsuro, which is a wildly different game at two player. With more players (it plays up to 8 beautifully) and it is light but feels much more like chance than strategy. Two player gives room for deeper strategy. I played this with card board bits face to face with my husband creature and it was wonderful.
This evening we began playing a legacy game which we bought back in 2018 after Joseph described it with such glowing praise that I bought it before the conversation was finished.
How did the first game go? Well we (ET, Rose and I) messed up and didn’t actually play the first legacy game, we just played normal pandemic. We won! Winning was wonderful. I look forward to playing more.
Is it in bad taste to play pandemic during a pandemic?
I cried real hard. Snot escaping at velocity hard. I want to see my friends, I want to go out, I want to be able to focus. I feel guilty about how good I have it. I hate that I feel like I’m buying my safety from a supply chain that doesn’t support the people doing the hard work, I’m meaning Amazon and instacart but also parcel delivery folk and grocery store employees.
Today is going better. The stuff getting to me is still getting to me, but crying loosened something in my heart and I feel better for it.
My dad’s shrinks office called and he can have a telepresence meeting with him. This is good news as now would not be a good time for him to be manic (which is how he got a shrink).
All my previous new hair pictures were from before I re-did my hair dye. Which I did because I said I would on this blog.
I really like that on camera my hair looks pretty much like it used to, but in person, whoa, punk rock.