My relationship with work continues to be “it’s complicated” … our new department head is inspiring, and I feel like all three of the (white, Dutch, male) people above me are competent and eager for changes compatible with my own hopes. Yet after a year of being orphaned, my hindbrain seems to be hung up on the end date to my contract rather than future possibility.
Maybe learning to repress that is important to being in-house.
On Friday, I stopped work a bit early and we began Day of the Dead celebrations at 18:00. We returned home at 3:00. At no time in the intervening 9 hours did I drink any water. I spent Saturday regretting my behavior, but at least the hangover was an excuse to visit the oliebollenkraam on our block’s northern bridge.
Technology will not save us, but technophobia may kill us.
Blanket fear of GMO is harmful similarly as anti-vax sentiment: https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2019/oct/26/gm-golden-rice-delay-cost-millions-of-lives-child-blindness
Oh, this seems like a fine time to get rid of the people who hold the White House accountable for preserving records. https://arstechnica.com/information-technology/2019/10/white-house-guts-infosec-team-posturing-itself-to-be-compromised-again/
Isn’t it nice to imagine airports following shopping malls into irrelevance? #trainsbeforeplanes https://www.dutchnews.nl/news/2019/10/limburg-buys-maastricht-airport-for-e1-after-limiting-expansion-plans/
I’ve watched American political discourse evolve from “where do you stand on the small set of issues we discuss today” to “are you Crips or Bloods.” I’m still not quite sure how this happened and really don’t want to be anybody’s base.