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While I didn't work on the Bristol paper last night, I did get one third of the way through my Buffy/Angel essay. And it is tight and funny so far. But man, I've got a lot going on in there including Joyce's death, Wesley's masculinity, the terror that I'm Spike and the spectre of my own misogyny. Really, it's funnier than it sounds.

A lesbian actress and activist fighting deportation from England to Iran still needs your help.

Legal wrangling over the National Day of Prayer.

An article on the plight of parents estranged from their children. Perhaps the only thing that's fair for me to say about this article is to echo the observation that a lot of things parents do that seem like love to them, don't seem that way to the child.

Last night bodlon linked me to The Open Source Order of the Golden Dawn, which, to be frank, I haven't checked out yet and many more of you may have specific opinions on. But at some point I have a lot to say about Mystery, elitism, "open source" as a code word for all sorts of things including misogyny, and, maybe, the OTO. That day is not today. That day probably isn't even this month.

The demise of New York Military Academy. The 400 military prep schools that once existed in the US now number merely 25. I remember ads for these things in the back of The New York Times Magazine section, near where the ads where for my arts summer camp, and I always worried a little bit that my parents would eventually decide I was awful enough to send me to one, but sometimes, I remember, I also wished they would.

The moral life of babies.

Are you a woman in the workplace? Here, have some some stuff about why you can't win. via ginmar.

Polling station rules in the UK. via beccaelizabeth.

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[malle-babbe.livejournal.com]

I had a similar revelation, but more a case of "I'm not bad at communicating, it is just that my Dad is as stubborn as all hell" sort of thing. I swear, my hair could be on fire, and I could say. "My hair is on fire!" but if he happens to be totally wed to the idea that my hair could not be on fire, he'd argue with me.

For me, finally getting successes in the different path (from his suggestions that were actually requests) that I not only wanted but needed (for my mental and physical health) has made things a bit more copacetic with me and Dad at this point.