I chose not to watch the Hugo Awards ceremony last night as it was too painful but today, the morning after I have a couple of opinions. Because of course I can’t not have opinions. And I am going to fucking name names because BURN IT ALL DOWN. Hugo Awards are not Pokémon, you don’t need to get them all and relentlessly campaigning for them every year at this stage of your career is…unseemly....
In an attempt to clean out my bookmarks/saved links on Pocket, I share with you a short list of things I found interesting, amusing, or thought-provoking. I’ll leave it as an exercise for the reader which is which. The Real Reason Woodpeckers Don’t Get Concussions A Frog So Small, It Could Not Frog The Evolution of Anti-Critical Consumption/Thinking “Anti-Anti” Fandom Community Over Commodity Some Other Words That Trans People Should Destroy, Now That You Can’t Say “Woman” Compound pejoratives on Reddit – from ‘buttface’ to ‘wankpuffin’ It’s been incredibly hot here....
The art of losing isn’t hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster. Four years ago today, I almost died. And while I didn’t lose my life, I have had to master the art of losing nonetheless. First The first thing I lost was my health. I’d been almost rudely healthy up to that point. I’d never been seriously sick beyond a couple of bouts of flu in my 20’s....