Something I wrote on Facebook, after an incident that led to me unfriending someone over racism.

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Maybe this is a sort of AITA (Am I the Asshole) post. Maybe it's just an expression of confusion and anxiety and sadness.

Today, a thing happened that, though different in details, is the same in shape and form as other things that have happened in the ( Read more... )

I told my therapist I feel like I am poorly suited to typical forms of communication used by humans I might like to be in touch with. I recalled a speaker at an anthropology conference who opined that most anthropologists are maladapted to their own culture, and that trying to use Facebook makes me feel that way ( Read more... )

Interesting; now I'm getting ads in Engrish on Facebook. From an ad for t-shirts with some weird 8-bit art making a reference I don't get ( Read more... )

I'm going to take a social media break for a day or so. Or maybe through the end of the weekend ( Read more... )

Though the widespread knee-jerk reactions of a the type commonly seen on social media often does not directly affect me, the kerfluflle about Fair Oaks Farm has meant that the milk Danae and I buy is no longer available at the stores we shop at. The nutritional profile of their milk is far better than typical milk for people with with the blood- ( Read more... )

It was February of 2003 that I created my LJ account after starting to blog on a site I hosted myself. It was originally an attempt to make friends because I didn't have any. It turned into a really useful record of my life so far.

16 years now.

I kind of wish I could make a little note about why I'm blocking someone on Facebook. Something like "Referred to President Obama as a nigger", or "Said that a person with a uterus is crazy for identifying as a man." Just so that if it happens that I've blocked a friend of a friend and said friend is curious about why, I can tell them. But I ( Read more... )

Earlier today, I shared an essay on Facebook written by Jim Wright, a retired military officer, about 9/11 and the importance of moving beyond the blind nationalism that sometimes surrounds it. That we instead work toward the kind of national unity that can come from collective response to a crisis ( Read more... )

I feel very naked without internet access. I broke my desktop down to get ready to take it to Evanston, and the next thing I did was get my laptop set up on the desk. I might be an addict ( Read more... )