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The plot is picking up and I have no idea where it's going!

Also, it is absolutely impossible to track down the music for that show. There was one song I liked, so I tried to look it up. No dice. I eventually gave in and searched up "Killjoys soundtrack" and then, armed with the song title and artist name, tried again. Still no luck. I did find an entirely different song that's apparently written by somebody with no internet presence at all. If it wasn't apparently their only song I'd suspect AI. That picture is AI, though, has "artificial" written all over it, in illegible text. Song's not too uncatchy, but - I honestly don't know why the music in Killjoys is so hard to find.

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Good deed / public service reminder

Jan. 24th, 2026 09:30 am
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I just met someone to return their partner's phone, which I found in the road on the way home from ice hockey practice around 1am. Phone, case and debit card all scattered and wet from the rain I was grateful to have missed, the phone itself cracked but still intact. I put them in my bike and went on home.

There I dried everything out and set out to see if I could get in touch with the owner. I couldn't get into the phone, couldn't make calls or send messages, could access emergency contact info but it hadn't been populated, could view Gmail notifications which gave me the owners email address. I emailed it (and had the satisfying confirmation of seeing the resulting notification a short while later). I could see someone had been repeatedly calling the phone, and when they did so again I answered and we were in business. The owner was in a car accident, spent the night in A&E, and just got out, poor thing. I've just come back from meeting the partner at the Co-op to hand it over.

The situation reminded me to check my own phone was set up with emergency contacts and medical info in the Emergency section, which can be accessed without unlocking the phone. I also have my email address showing on my lock screen (all my notifications have the content hidden unless the phone is unlocked). Let this be your reminder to consider what you want visible on your own phone if it is lost.

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And not, apparently, legitimately going anywhere?

Guys, you need to tell me these things! Now where am I supposed to pirate this one from? (I mean, uh, legally obtain it - oh, fuck it.)
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Three days into 2026, the United States military seized a foreign leader: Nicolás Maduro. Four days after that, the U.S. health department freed a longtime prisoner of war: saturated fats.

At a recent press conference announcing the publication of the government’s new dietary guidelines, Health and Human Services Secretary Robert F. Kennedy Jr. declared two different military operations in the span of less than a minute: The nation would be retreating from its war on fatty steaks and whole milk, he said, and redeploying for another war, this one on added sugars. News about a third campaign arrived a few days later, when the White House shared a dark and menacing photo of Kennedy with the caption “WE ARE ENDING THE WAR ON PROTEIN.”

This appears to be what happens when someone who has spent years fighting mainstream medicine suddenly finds himself at the center of it. Like a revolutionary turned generalissimo, Kennedy has transformed the former palace into a military command center. He has promised to defeat his enemies in Big Pharma and to purge conflicts of interest from the agencies he leads, so as to end what he has referred to as a “war on public health.” Elsewhere he has promised to withdraw from the “war on alternative medicine,” the “war on stem cells,” the “war on chelating drugs,” the “war on peptides,” the “war on vitamins,” and the “war on minerals.” Anything that his administration hopes to do may now be put in terms of martial conflict: Under Kennedy, policy making and saber rattling go hand in hand.

Kennedy’s deputies and chief advisers are culture warriors in their own right, and they seem to share their leader’s bellicosity. Jim O’Neill, the second in command at HHS, has talked about the need to fight back against gender-affirming medical care, which he describes as being part of an evil war on biology; Mehmet Oz, now in charge of Medicare and Medicaid, says that he will “wage a war on fraud, waste, and abuse”; and Calley Means, a top Kennedy adviser, points to an admittedly less catchy “war on the American public having transparency,” which the secretary intends to halt.

This repeated phrasing is more than just a rhetorical tic, and it extends far beyond the typical military analogies—like the wars on cancer and smoking—that have long been embedded in health discussions. As Kennedy and his aides press their case in public, they adopt a persistently antagonistic tone not only toward disease but also toward the medical and scientific establishment. It is as if anyone who has disagreed with the administration must be an enemy combatant. The current HHS regime has already taken shots at supposedly corrupt pediatricians, conflicted ob-gyns, “fake news” science journalists, and “sock puppet” regulators. (In response to questions about the department’s aggressive posture, HHS press secretary Emily Hilliard asserted that Americans’ trust in public health has been declining, and that Kennedy is restoring it.)

RFK Jr. has, in this regard, been a rather effective secretary of war. He has quickly put the old medical establishment on the defensive. My colleagues in academia and medicine are worried about what might happen to them if they write one of the government’s newly forbidden words in a scientific grant or provide the wrong sort of medical care to their transgender patients; venerable scientific outlets such as The New England Journal of Medicine have had to deal with letters from a government lawyer accusing them of bias; and earlier this month, an ex-FDA official nervously joked that he hoped that the IRS wouldn’t audit his taxes as punishment for criticizing agency operations.

When it comes to public-health advice, Kennedy’s agenda has proved to be more focused on attacking previous suggestions than promoting new ones. “Prior guidelines were driven not by health interests,” Kennedy said in a Fox News interview this month, “but by mercantile interests of the food industry.” FDA Commissioner Marty Makary frames his agency’s actions as “setting the record straight” after years of dogma, and NIH Director Jay Bhattacharya—an author of the anti-lockdown “Great Barrington Declaration”—remains engaged in a heated struggle against COVID-related restrictions that ended years ago. On the whole, the administration appears to have adopted a Promethean view of science and medicine: New knowledge is not gradually discovered, but rather rescued from the grasp of special interests by an elite squadron of iconoclasts.

The contrarian brigade sometimes seems to be waging a war on irony itself. Despite the secretary’s repeated promises to wipe out conflicts of interest, some of the experts who advised on the new dietary guidelines have financial ties to the meat and dairy industries. (When those ties were first reported, HHS responded with a statement calling it “absurd to suggest that anything other than gold standard science guided our work on this presidential priority.”) Makary, an avid podcast guest, has used his airtime to issue devastating takedowns of nutrition education, only to be interrupted by advertisements for unproven dietary supplements. Vinay Prasad, another top FDA official and medical provocateur, has joined Makary on the agency’s FDA Direct podcast for what they called a “bashing session” of The Wall Street Journal’s opinion desk—which has a long history of publishing Makary, Bhattacharya, and Kennedy.

Rousing citizens with patriotic calls to battle is a tried-and-true political strategy, but the hostility generated by this public-health administration may not be sustainable. Adrenaline surges don’t last forever, and overreliance on extreme rhetoric will flatten important differences between public-health problems. Repeated attempts to discredit trusted medical experts may also backfire. Earlier this month, a federal judge temporarily prevented the government from terminating millions of dollars in public-health grants awarded to the American Academy of Pediatrics. In her ruling, Judge Beryl Howell cited multiple combative social-media posts made by HHS officials and advisers against the physician group. At the very least, the MAHA strategy of picking fights against the nation’s primary care doctors, news outlets, and career officials is unlikely to inspire a resurgence of the public’s trust. Outrage over skim milk and Froot Loops can only go so far, and Americans may soon grow tired of Kennedy’s forever wars.

New possessions

Jan. 23rd, 2026 08:18 am
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I don't think I mentioned getting a new phone last month. I very much enjoyed my tiny Jelly Star for a long time: it was very good for making it unsatisfying to scroll while out and about, and instead listen to more music and pay more attention to where I was. But eventually it started to be actually annoying and I did some thinking and looking at different phones, and ended up with a Motorola Razr folding phone. Still small by default! Still easy to prioritise music over scrolling! But much easier to do messaging, emails, etc when I need to.

As a surprise bonus, I have found that having a decent camera and a screen I can clearly see the results on means I'm taking more photos. It also has a neat timer function, and the folding phone is easy to set up to take photos at distances longer than my arm.

Here is a result taken this morning: me wearing another new possession, my CUIHC fleece. It is soft and cozy and I adore it, I've had it since Monday and love it unreasonably. I want to wear it all the time.

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If you're actually writing for children, especially young children, then I guess you don't want to scare them off - but if you're writing for adolescents or adults you can afford to be honest.

So here's the thing. Every book or story in which a character gets glasses for the first time - or the second if their first pair is painfully out of date - emphasizes how clear everything is and how they can see so much detail that they had no idea they were missing. And yes, that's a thing. None of them point out that it's a thing that can be less "wondrous" and more "disorienting and distracting" until you've gotten used to seeing that much detail.

None of them mention that if your prescription is strong enough - especially if there's astigmatism involved - your perception will be wonky and you'll have a hard time judging how close and far things are for a day or two.

Definitely none of them mention that you will absolutely get eye strain every time you get a new prescription, and possibly headaches or nausea to accompany it. It goes away, again, in a day or two, but until it does you'll feel like you're cross-eyed at all times. (And with children, every year is a new prescription. They grow, which means their eyeballs grow, and just like that growth is unlikely to suddenly give them perfect vision if they already were nearsighted, it's also unlikely to keep them exactly where they were before.)

Absolutely none of them point out that if you've never worn glasses before you'll have to spend the aforementioned day or two learning how to not see the frames. This is also true if your old frames were much bigger than the new ones, but that, at least, is less likely to apply to children - their faces grow along with the rest of them, necessitating larger frames, so even if they choose a smaller overall style with the new pair the fact that it fits properly may even out.

Moving past the realm of accurate fiction writing, children really should have their first optometrist appointment, at the latest, in the summer before first grade (so, aged 5 or 6 years old). Ideally, they'll have it before they start school, at age 2 or 3, but you can't convince people on that point. They should have a new appointment every year until the age of 20 or so, or every two years if every year really is unfeasible, even if you don't think you see the signs of poor vision. They won't complain that they can't see, because they'll just assume that their vision is normal. This is true even if they wear glasses - you never notice how bad your eyes have gotten until you get a new prescription, and then it's like "whoa".

The screening done at school or at the doctor's office is imperfect at best. You really want the optometrist.

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This post covers Wednesday and Thursday.

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WEDNESDAY


Up early, breakfast and working on Foodie Finds, then off to Teszeract Salon for a haircut! I have been here once before with Tootsie in 2022 and they did an excellent job on my hair.

Today was no different :) Picture in the salon right after she finished, and in the car with nicer lighting.
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Can't they move their business to Florida so I can look this good year-round?? Lol.

The big talk at the salon (and everywhere in OKC right now) is a huge winter storm moving in and predicted to hit between Friday and Saturday. Current snowfall predictions are around 8-12" (20-30 cm) and temps are supposed to drop to 10°F or less (-12°C) plus windchill. Being from Pennsylvania, I have been through weather like this before, but that was a very long time ago. Still, I am trying to think ahead about all that I might need to have ready in the hotel room in case we get snowed in. This level of snowfall is unusual in Oklahoma and a lot of businesses may shut down.

Anyway, today was the last nice day before the storm hits. Tomorrow will be cloudy and colder, and Friday will start to look miserable. I wonder if any of our shows will be cancelled?

Back at the hotel my new carbon fiber Butler mutes had come in.
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Each one is a cup mute, but the cup can be removed to make each one a straight mute. I need that "convertible" function while on tour both to save space and make transitions between numbers easier. Just as I had unpacked them, Ryu and Sarah texted to say they needed the rental car. I gave them the key, then decided that since I won't have the car I'll pack a dinner and walk to the theater early to try out the new mutes. If I'm comfortable with them I'll use them in the show tonight.

Meanwhile I worked on finishing my masterclass PowerPoint, and even tried timing some of the sections. Glad I did, because it made me aware of how I tend to go into sub-stories instead of sticking to the bullet points on each slide. Meanwhile Jameson had been doing some auditions for Disney and messaged to tell me about them. It sounded like fun (for him...probably nerve wracking for the auditionees!)

An hour or two before the show I got bundled up and walked to the theater to try my new mutes. They were good-in-practice so I did decide to use them in the show...and that turned out to be a mistake. The tenor trombone mute literally cracked in half when I put it in the first time, I had to grab some tape and put it back together. For what I paid for these mutes that is inexcusable. And the bass mute was mostly-fine, but for whatever reason I could not get low D to come out at all during the show while it was in :( I think in the practice session I hadn't played it as quietly as I do for the show, and at low volume it seems it doesn't want to come out. Welp. Hopefully they'll let me return them because these are definitely not worth what I paid.

Other than that the show went just fine, and it was National Swing Day so we had a special little speech after the bows, and Michael (our Key 3 and therefore our "swing" keyboardist) got to go up on stage and take a bow! That was awesome :D

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THURSDAY


Woke up early, had breakfast, and finished Fayetteville Foodie Finds. Got a notification to renew my PreCheck so did that ($70.) Received a bunch of tax forms from a student loan, a 1099 employer, and my Epic Universe employer, and downloaded those. Filled out a Return Request form for the mutes and received apologies and a promise of a shipping label.

While the tour was in Dallas there had been an internal BATB merch sale, and I'd taken that opportunity to buy my sister's kids a bunch of souvenirs for when I see them again. I've since found out that they won't be coming to a show until October, and I don't want their gifts to get damaged riding around in my tour trunk for nearly a full year. I brought them all back to the hotel last night and packed them in the box from the mutes (it'll probably be a while before the return is authorized and I can find another box then.) Bundled up and walked to the nearest UPS store, sending it all to Florida, and from there I'll ship it directly to my sister on the April layoff.

On the walk back I remembered that the musician's union Zoom meeting was today. Shoot! I barely made it back to the hotel in time. Nothing important happened, but you never know so I like to attend every meeting that I can. The meeting went for an hour. Afterward I ate lunch, chatted with Jameson a bit, and checked on an unimportant amazon order that is running late. Practiced talking through my PowerPoint again, trying to hit my time stamps for each section, and wore out my voice doing that. Chilled with some anime.

Carpooled to the theater with Ryu. It is cloudy and quickly getting colder. The storm is coming, and so far the snowfall estimates have only been going UP.

The evening show was good; Be Our Guest got a partial standing-O, which we haven't had in a bit! There are some things that I consistently play "not to my liking," and tomorrow I hope to come in early to workshop those a bit, and to give the trombones a bath.

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Friday:
One evening show. The temp is supposed to drop drastically and the snow/sleet will begin, so I'm probably not going anywhere unless there's something I need to weather the storm. If any of our shows will be cancelled for Saturday, we will find out today.

Saturday: Big ol' snowstorm. The forecast calls for bitter cold and between 10-13" of snow as of now. It's supposed to be a 2-show day but we'll see what happens.

Sunday: Two-show day, and packing for Tulsa which should be a short bus ride on Monday.

ahaha

Jan. 22nd, 2026 10:00 pm

It's always more complicated

Jan. 22nd, 2026 12:00 pm
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It's been a whole adventure watching Heated Rivalry go mainstream (for once I can claim I was a fan before it was cool!). I turned on Radio 2 in a hire car on Tuesday evening and the presenter was talking about it. Half the UK ice hockey clubs are making social media posts riffing off the show, or at minimum using music from it in their updates.

But it's also more complicated. Zach Sullivan, one of the very very few out queer professional male hockey players in the world, made an Instagram post a few days ago, about how conflicted he feels about the show. Well worth a read if you have time. Heated Rivalry is a romantic fantasy, the hockey aspects are often wrong, and I agree with Zach that I'm not at all sure the enthusiasm over the show is making things better for closeted male players right now. (I hope it will in the long term, but I worry about the harm right now.)

Also, I am developing a visceral loathing for the phrase "boy aquarium" for hockey rinks.

  1. it's gross
  2. it's not just boys (men) who play ice hockey
  3. please stop sexualising the spaces where people play and get changed

That last point: I play with two mixed (male-dominated) teams, I get changed in the same room as the men, and because my teams are not gross and the changing room is not a sexualised space, I feel safe doing so. If I changed separately, I would miss out on a whole load of the team connection and conversation, all the stuff that creates a team out of a bunch of people who turn up in the same place each week. So I stay and change with my team, and it's not a big deal, and I don't want people to make it a big deal.

Occasional Poem by Jacqueline Woodson

Jan. 27th, 2026 01:03 am
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Ms. Marcus says that an occasional poem is a poem
written about something
important
or special
that's gonna happen
or already did.
Think of a specific occasion, she says—and write about it.

Like what?! Lamont asks.
He's all slouched down in his seat.
I don't feel like writing about no occasion.

How about your birthday?
Ms. Marcus says.
What about it? Just a birthday. Comes in June and it ain't
June, Lamont says. As a matter of fact,

he says, it's January and it's snowing.
Then his voice gets real low and he says
And when it's January and all cold like this
feels like June's a long, long ways away.


The whole class looks at Ms. Marcus.
Some of the kids are nodding.
Outside the sky looks like it's made out of metal
and the cold, cold air is rattling the windowpanes
and coming underneath them too.

I seen Lamont's coat.
It's gray and the sleeves are too short.
It's down but it looks like a lot of the feathers fell out
a long time ago.
Ms. Marcus got a nice coat.
It's down too but real puffy so
maybe when she's inside it
she can't even tell January from June.

Then write about January, Ms. Marcus says, that's
an occasion.

But she looks a little bit sad when she says it
Like she's sorry she ever brought the whole
occasional poem thing up.

I was gonna write about Mama's funeral
but Lamont and Ms. Marcus going back and forth
zapped all the ideas from my head.

I guess them arguing
on a Tuesday in January's an occasion
So I guess this is an occasional poem.

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No real symptoms, but I'm a little stuffy and super sleepy.

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Brr! "14F, feels like 7"

Jan. 25th, 2026 08:16 pm
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That is not a sentence I want to read at any time in the morning.

(In celsius terms, it's -10 and feels like death.)

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Weather, emotional and actual

Jan. 21st, 2026 11:05 am
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Today would have been my mother's 79th birthday. It's been 3.5 years, I still miss her.

Her sister, my aunt, is in hospital following a stroke last week, and not expected to recover. My cousins are on their way to Australia (possibly there by now) and hoping to arrive in time to say goodbye.

I walked to work this morning in a downpour with angsty-sad music in my headphones, and let myself cry it out while no-one was watching. In the last few minutes of my walk, the sun briefly shone through the clouds, and the music algorithm played me something more upbeat. I took in the moment of beauty, and walked on.

[community profile] threesentenceficathon is open now

Jan. 24th, 2026 03:04 am
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And posting is rapid. Don't you need a distraction?
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MONDAY


I was awake earlier than needed and fretting a bit about getting to the airport. There was a Martin Luther King Day parade downtown starting at 10am, and they were expecting 300,000 people to show up!! In the early morning hours I could hear dump trucks being moved into position for road closures.

Fortunately the street by our hotel was not blocked off, but the parade was only a block away. I decided to get to the airport WAY too early, just to get out of the downtown area before the festivities started. After all, I could stare at my phone at the airport just as easily as in my hotel room. It was a very normal travel day, and a short flight to OKC. Did my usual drop-and-go for groceries, then unpacked as usual.

I thought you might like to see my "setup," though there's truly not much to it. Starting with my "coffee station." There is free coffee in most hotel lobbies, but it's not always that good + I'm not always in a mood to trek five flights down in my jammies and fight the breakfast crowd. I also really dislike most in-room hotel coffee pots, as they are RARELY clean. Therefore I have a collapsible hot water kettle and an AeroPress for tea and coffee.
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Currently I am not in a cooking mood while on tour. At home I'm happy to cook for Jameson and I, but when it's just me it feels kinda like a wasted effort. Maybe that will change. But for now it means that I put most of my pantry food directly on the counter next to the fridge, so I can see what I have and assemble meals quickly. I put out a set of dishes, and my food scale. This time my tupperware containers are on the other side of the fridge where I can grab them easily for packing lunches.
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Fridge. This is a typical one-week supply for me. It's mostly protein for now (Greek yogurt, chicken, tofu, fish, Koia.) There are berries and bananas in the freezer. With veggies, I have learned to get ONE fridge veggie such as lettuce or a cucumber, and wait overnight to see how the fridge will treat it. If the fridge doesn't freeze and ruin my fresh produce, I pick up more the next day. I've had too many good vegetables ruined by overzealous refrigerators.
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And here's how I lay out my clothes: I don't :p Other than laying out my pit blacks for opening night, there's no reason to drag everything to drawers or closets. I'd just have to run around gathering it all again in a few days. In the same way that I leave my pantry items on the counter so I can gauge what I have, I leave the clothing out like this so I can gauge when I'm going to have to do laundry as the week goes on.
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You don't need to see the bathroom, I lay out toiletries the same way as anyone would whether staying for a night or a week.
If there weren't a microwave, I would also make a spot for my Itaki cooker somewhere (there are some hotels coming up where it'll be needed again.)

Some people enjoy making their hotel room more like a home, and that means putting their clothes away and putting food in the pantry, cooking up meals on the stovetop, utilizing all of that great cabinet and storage space. But as for me, after years of living in hotels, I've learned that if I put things away I'll either forget what I have and overbuy, or leave things behind because I'd shoved them into a cabinet/closet somewhere and forgot about them. But that's just me, everyone is different.

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TUESDAY


Slept pretty poorly...I think because it's so quiet! Not only is my room not facing a road, it's also in an isolated corner of the hotel. I don't have ANY neighbors!

Breakfast, working on Foodie Finds, sending Philly ticket updates to family. I mostly finished my masterclass PowerPoint too, and emailed the coordinator to ask if he still wants me to attend the one at Delaware University in February. In the afternoon Ryu (violin) came to give me the car keys because both she and Sarah (French horn) wanted to walk to the venue, and I wanted to get there early. This works out for today, but I hope not to get stuck with the rental car all week so I can walk a few times too!

As I got ready for the show I kept hearing whistles and cheering and honking outside. Finally cracked my shades and saw an anti-ICE protest happening a few blocks away. Good on 'em.
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I texted Jameson to tell him about it, and he asked, "ICE aren't staying at your hotel, are they?"
"I don't think so," I replied, "but if I find out they are imma grab my pots and pans and be over on that corner in a minute."

Do I believe that illegal immigrants should be allowed to stay here with impunity? No.
Do I believe that it's inherently wrong and sickening to empower thugs to go around threatening People Of Color OR People In General, a LOT of whom are American citizens, on the chance that they might be illegal immigrants? YES. 

Anyway, a little before 3:30pm I found the rental car and drove to the venue, first to the stage door to grab a parking pass and then to the parking lot which is 2 blocks over. Easy peasy. I vaguely remember this venue, but the basement/pit area is like a maze and not the type of place to stick in your brain. 

Our pit setup before everyone had arrived. We are all in a sort of arch around DAR's podium. Which is great! But they decided not to give me Plexi. Which *I* don't mind, but I knew for sure that someone would find me too loud without it. 
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And Lo, partway through sound check a request was made, and I was enclosed in Plexi to protect the woodwinds :) 
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Having performed in a zillion different environments--outdoors, indoors, on stage, in pits, in arenas, in practice rooms, parking garages, etc.--as long as there is space for my slide to move, I could truly care less about the acoustics. I can adjust for just about anything. But if putting some shields up around me will help someone else, then by all means, box me up! Lol :p  

The evening show was good, the audience seemed enthusiastic. I made a few weirdo mistakes (mostly intonation due to the new space) but am optimistic that I will do a better job tomorrow.

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Wednesday:
Haircut in the morning and maybe a little local exploration after that. One evening show. My new mutes are supposed to arrive so I hope to test them out either today or Thursday.

Thursday: Musician's Union virtual meeting in the afternoon and one show in the evening.

Linguistics question

Jan. 23rd, 2026 07:26 pm
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Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 56


After the snow has fallen, sometimes it looks like more snow is falling when the wind blows it off of trees and roofs. Do you have a word or specific phrase for this?

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Yes, and I'll tell you in the comments
7 (13.2%)

No, but I've heard some people use a term which I'll tell you in the comments
1 (1.9%)

No
40 (75.5%)

No - I don't live where it snows and am unfamiliar with this phenomenon
5 (9.4%)

Clicky?

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CLICKY
41 (100.0%)



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Posted by Rina Raphael

For the past year, the United States has gone without its doctor. Ever since Vivek Murthy resigned as surgeon general last January, the role has remained empty despite President Trump’s attempts to fill it. He first nominated the physician Janette Nesheiwat but withdrew her nomination in May after reports that she completed her M.D. not in Arkansas, as she had claimed, but in St. Maarten. In her place, Trump nominated Casey Means, whose background is odd, to say the least.

Means is a Stanford Medicine graduate who dropped out of her surgical residency and has since made a career infusing spiritual beliefs into her wellness company, social-media accounts, and best-selling book. The exact nature of her spirituality is hard to parse: Means adopts an anti-institutionalist, salad-bar approach. She might share Kabbalah or Buddhist teachings, or quote Rumi or the movie Moana. She has written about speaking to trees and participating in full-moon ceremonies, both of which drew ridicule by the conservative activist and unofficial Trump adviser Laura Loomer. Her belief in “the divine feminine” (which she doesn’t quite explain) seems to have led her to renounce hormonal birth-control pills for halting the “cyclical life-giving nature of women.”

Although months have passed since her nomination, Means has still not appeared before Congress—in part because she went into labor with her first child hours before her confirmation hearing was scheduled to begin. (Means did not respond to questions for this story. A spokesperson for Bill Cassidy, who chairs the relevant Senate committee, told me that “the hearing will be rescheduled in the future when Dr. Means is ready” but did not offer a more detailed timeline.) The United States’ year without a surgeon general raises questions about how necessary the role really is. But the surgeon general still serves as the government’s leading spokesperson on public health, and if Means is eventually confirmed, her theology will become rather consequential because it is deeply tied to her beliefs about health. In 2024, she declared in a Senate roundtable on chronic disease that “what we are dealing with here is so much more than a physical health crisis. This is a spiritual crisis.” Part of her solution to both of these crises is to reject experts and institutions in favor of something far more alluring: intuition.

Means wrote in 2024 that she grew up in the Catholic faith, but left the Church in college. She grew fascinated by lectures at the Self-Realization Fellowship Lake Shrine, a spiritual center in Pacific Palisades, California. SRF, the religious organization behind it, was founded in 1920 by Paramahansa Yogananda, the “father of yoga in the West,” whose image graced the album cover of Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band. It accepts the teachings of Jesus and other spiritual masters and divinities, but nothing is seemingly as important as one’s personal relationship with God. Yogananda’s book, The Second Coming of Christ, posits that the Second Coming is not necessarily literal, but instead entails an awakening of the divine consciousness in ourselves.

SRF’s influence is apparent in Means’s advice that people follow their “heart intelligence” and “divine intuition” and avoid “blindly ‘trusting the science.’” In a newsletter sponsored by a probiotic-supplement company, she wrote that “applying the scientific method to health and disease has immense utility for helping us understand the natural world and live healthy, longer lives, but it feels increasingly like there is a campaign being enacted against our divine gifts of intuition and heart intelligence.” In another newsletter, she wrote about the role of divine intuition in deciding whether to drink raw milk: She wants to be free to look a local farmer in the eye, “pet his cow, and then decide if I feel safe to drink the milk from his farm.” (One could very well have a lovely experience with a farmer, Kevin Klatt, a registered dietitian and research scientist at UC Berkeley, told me, “but it isn’t going to change the fact that raw milk might give you listeria.”)

In the same newsletter championing bovine contact, Means laments a spiritual crisis of connection to nature. She frequently portrays nature as a force with humanity’s best interests at heart, nearly synonymous with God. In her book, she suggests that chronic stress and trauma can be treated by, among other things, spending time in nature and through “plant medicine”—specifically, psilocybin-assisted therapy. (Means has also written that psychedelics helped her be “one with the moon.”) In that sponsored newsletter, she warned of a prophecy she says was put forth by the Indigenous Kogi people of Colombia, in which humanity has only until 2026 to prove we want to right the wrongs we have foisted upon the Earth, or we will all die. “I use the Kogi prophecy metaphorically,” she wrote. “But I do feel we are on a road to disaster. I think we should take these messages seriously.” Natural disasters, she implied, are a “communication from God.”

Nature worship might be especially appealing at a time when trust in experts is declining and technology has become ever more inscrutable and overwhelming, Alan Levinovitz, a professor of religion at James Madison University and the author of Natural: How Faith in Nature’s Goodness Leads to Harmful Fads, Unjust Laws, and Flawed Science, told me. Means’s appeal to nature and intuition, he said, is empowering because it puts expertise back into everyday Americans’ hands.

The ambiguity of Means’s spiritual views strengthens her appeal—they can be interpreted to fit a wide array of belief systems. Her 2024 New York Times best seller, Good Energy, uses terms such as energy and life force, along with scientific-sounding descriptions of metabolic processes, to insinuate that the vibes are off in the American diet and lifestyle. (Means wrote Good Energy with her brother, Calley, who is now a close adviser to Robert F. Kennedy Jr., the secretary of Health and Human Services.) In her newsletter, she encourages her readers to “avoid conventionally grown foods at all costs,” and warns that buying nonorganic food is a vote to “diminish the life force on this planet” while the use of synthetic pesticides “is giving a poor signal to God (Source!) that we want this miracle to continue.” (Source insinuates a godlike or all-powerful entity.) “She’s drawing on lots of different ideas very freely and without much rigor in ways that feel good,” Joseph Baker, a sociologist specializing in religion at East Tennessee State University, told me. “That sort of allows her to seem like a visionary without having to specify anything.”

Emily Hilliard, a press secretary for the Department of Health and Human Services, wrote in an email that religious and spiritual beliefs should not be held against anyone who seeks a government job, and that Means’s “credentials, research background, and experience in public life give her the right insights to be the surgeon general who helps make sure America never again becomes the sickest nation on earth.” The surgeon general has little power to enforce policy, but can call on Congress to put warnings on products like the ones seen on cigarette packets, release guidelines and reports, and lend support to various initiatives. Means’s belief system—which Baker characterized as a “sacralization of the individual”—suggests that she will use that platform to invite Americans to master their own health. In Good Energy, Means writes of chronic conditions such as depression, anxiety, infertility, insomnia, heart disease, erectile dysfunction, and cancer, “The ability to prevent and reverse these conditions—and feel incredible today—is under your control and simpler than you think.”

That statement is one of many in which Means echoes elements of manifestation: the belief that thinking good thoughts and putting in effort begets good things, which Means says is real. She advocates “tapping into the abundance that is a sheer law of our universe” and calling on a higher power—“When was the last time you simply sat quietly and asked God/spirit/ancestors/nature to help show you the way and guide you to your highest purpose?” she wrote in her newsletter—but also putting in the hard, hard work.

Means goes beyond intuition and heart intelligence to offer concrete suggestions for labor (and spending) that will be divinely rewarded—essentially, a reimagined prosperity gospel. The nature of that work is detailed in the penultimate section of Good Energy. Means recommends eating minimally processed and mostly organic foods, and taking regular cold plunges or showers. (In her newsletter, she also advises Americans to grow the majority of their food; instead of pets, they could “raise chickens and goats and have abundant eggs and milk.”) She includes checklists upon checklists of habits and tests that “enable Good Energy” (and recommends getting a comprehensive lab panel from Function Health, of which she was an investor). She suggests buying a glucose monitor through her own company, Levels, and also recommends various personal-care apps, water filters, and trackers for sleep, food, and activity. Some of these items are sold by the wellness company True Medicine, which helps customers use their health savings account for a wide range of purchases, and in which Means has invested; her brother co-founded it. According to financial disclosures made public in September, Means has also received more than $275,000 from supplement companies. (Means has pledged to divest from True Medicine and other wellness interests if she is confirmed.)

Besides potentially boosting her own bottom line, Means’s embrace of individualism in health is wholly unrealistic. Americans work longer hours than people in many other developed nations, and many don’t have enough time to cook dinner, let alone raise goats. Many of the most important nutrition victories over the past century, such as the fortification of foods and the removal of trans fats, were communal and systemic, Klatt, the dietitian and UC Berkeley researcher, told me—the type of science-backed, population-level interventions that Means hasn’t demonstrated much interest in. A different prospective surgeon general might recommend repeated visits with a dietitian and fight for insurance to cover them, instead of “advocating for this kind of woo-woo stuff that has no data behind it,” Klatt said. Means, though, “is not an individual who seems to be wedded to the scientific process,” Timothy Caulfield, a professor and the research director at the Health Law Institute at the University of Alberta, told me. “This is someone who seems to pull things out of thin air and then look for sciencey-sounding rhetoric” to support them.

Perhaps Means’s eventual confirmation hearing will clarify what, exactly, she intends to do as the face of American public health. But even she may not be sure. “The future of medicine will be about light,” Means wrote to her newsletter subscribers last year, before admitting, “I don’t exactly know how yet.”

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I held the bannister and I got it

I sat down to look for it

I took it with me because I could not find it

Damn splinter!

Ow

Jan. 19th, 2026 09:54 pm
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Two canes can be better than one.

I have a battery of tests aimed at me for the leg weakness, in case it's neurological.

And my primary care is leaving (again) within a few months. They said last time that I would be assigned to someone in the same practice. That was inaccurate. They're saying it again this time, so I will prepare for battle.

Cats are nice and warm, and extraordinarily heavy on the knees.

Job has a coffee maker

Jan. 21st, 2026 02:28 am
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Now, we don't have a coffee maker. We have a french press, and we have a pourover thinger, and no coffee maker. Electric coffee makers are roach magnets, and I will stand by that statement.

But the job has a coffee maker, a nice new model after the pot on the old one broke, and the lid on top opens to the left, which means you have to hold the coffee pot in your right hand if you want to pour the coffee into the machine. Also, all the measurement numbers on the coffee pot are only visible if you're holding the handle in your right hand.

And you may say this is petty, and it is - well, it's petty for me because I have two hands, I might well be more annoyed, and justifiably, if I was missing one! - but somebody made a choice to hinge the lid on the left instead of on the back, and somebody, maybe that same somebody, made a choice to only put numbers on one side of the handle instead of both. And they didn't have to make those choices, they could've made different choices that didn't screw me over personally, me and all the other lefties as well as approximately half of all people who don't have mobility in their right hand or don't have that hand at all*, and they chose poorly. Probably didn't even think it through even a tiny little bit.

* Wait, is this a valid assumption? Or are people more likely to be disabled on this side or that side?

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