It’s animated! I know you like animated stuff.
It’s animated! I know you like animated stuff.
Recently, I was finally able to get to a doctor despite various problems with my insurance due to attempting to enroll shortly after a hospital visit due to a) anxiety attack due to high stress due to not being able to reach 100% productivity at work b) bronchitis and possibly a lung infection c) high blood pressure d) severe depression. The hospital visit was back in June and I was not able to find a doctor and get an appointment until July 9th. Continue reading
I am going to starting work soon! I generally get around via the bus, but the bus system in the Phoenix Metro area was not really designed with actually being something useful for people who need to get to work early in the morning in mind. My shift is going to be 7:30 a.m. to 6:00 p.m. on Saturday, Sunday, Monday and Thursday. My destination an hour and forty minute commute by bus during a high traffic period of the morning. Continue reading
I’ve apologized a fair amount for stupid and/or ignorant and/or insensitive things that I have done or said over the course of my life. This has has given me the time and experience to, if not perfect the form of an apology, then to at least get it to a point where I am comfortable that the apology will be understood as genuine. Perhaps at some point in the near future you’ll need to apologize for some stupid and/or ignorant and/or insensitive thing you have done. Here are thoughts I have for you on the subject.
First thing: What is an apology? Leaving aside classical definitions that are not directly on point to how the word is used in everyday life:
An apology is an admission that you’ve wronged others and that you are actually sorry for it. This is of course why it’s difficult for people to apologize. No one likes…
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Basically people who complain about poor people who have cell phones or good HEAVENS a CAR make me want to scream. Especially since part of the reason I can’t find work (aside from wrong skillsets, lack of “experience” and a multitude of other problems) is because I don’t have “reliable transportation.” (In other words, a car.)
This morning I woke up, and I as I tend to do, after centering prayer and meditation, I checked through email, texts, Twitter and Facebook. I’d feel bad about this except a friend has explained to me this is the modern equivalent of heading down to the corner coffee shop for coffee and chatter with the other regulars.
I found this graphic on my news feed, posted by one of my facebook friends.
Every day, I work with people living on the very edge of our society. I work with people on welfare and people so near the bottom of our society they can’t even get financial assistance due to a lack of residence or inability to prove their identity and so on. The work I do with these folks, of necessity requires phones and phone numbers. If they can’t come in to my office in person, they need to…
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This post pretty much feels like my take/interpretation of Paganism. (I think of myself as Pagan but don’t really have a feel/tolerance for mystical or spiritual things.)
I’ve been meaning to write an article like this for a while now, and in my mind, I’ve done it under a number of different titles. It started life as “What is an Atheist Pagan, Anyway?” Over time, though, I’ve realized that’s really not the most satisfying tack for such an article. Nobody elected me Emperor of Atheist Pagans, so I can’t make statements about what we all are. Finally, a series of email exchanges with one of my fellow mystic friends brought the structure of this article to its forefront, because I’ve noticed that there is a predictable mutual confusion in our interactions. The reason why I feel something of a “care and feeding” style article is better is that the theme is a bit more fun, casual, and personal. I can’t speak for others, but I don’t require actual care and feeding, though I do sometimes enjoy being…
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I don’t have to tell you that Steubenville is all over the news.
I don’t have to tell you that it’s a fucking joke that Trent Mays and Ma’lik Richmond, the two teenagers convicted of raping a sixteen year old girl, were only sentenced to a combined three years in juvenile prison. Each will serve a year for the rape itself; Mays will serve an additional year for “illegal use of a minor in nudity-oriented material.”
I probably don’t even have to tell you that the media treatment of this trial has been a perfect, if utterly sickening, example of rape culture, with its focus on how difficult and painful this event has been for the rapists who raped a sixteen year old girl then bragged about it on social media.
And I almost certainly don’t have to tell you that the world is full of seemingly nice, normal…
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