quiet day

My joy and pride continue. The ghouls running the federal government have been doing vile, underhanded things, and my heart absolutely does go out to people who are harmed and threatened by their cowardly and regressive actions. But we don’t owe anyone misery. Joy, staying true to oneself, and being kind are all small victories over fascism.

When I read about some trans peoples’ experiences I realize how much privilege I have. But we don’t own anyone guilt, either. I would gladly give up privileged status if it meant justice and fairness. If the best I can do is donating to causes that try to help, then that’s what I’ll continue to do. (Today’s donations: ACLU and Private Citizen.)


I’m writing this on Wednesday, offline. Aside from any economic effects a day’s absence from the Internet may have (through ad revenue, Amazon AWS usage etc.) for the purposes of the day’s protest, it’s immediately instructive to me about my habits.

Bathroom breaks, or idle time while working, without catching up on forums or Reddit or Discord or playing a puzzle game? Not logging into an online game after work? What is this, the 90s? Poking at some of the links in my bookmarks bar when I start the compiler is almost a reflex!

I’m allowing myself: Remote Desktop and Teams, to work from home. Work email, and personal email if I receive any. Texts and phone. Bitwig and plugins, since any checks for license and updates are minimal. The Alibris ebook app, since the book I started last night is already downloaded anyway.

Doing this feels oddly quiet. Not literally silent, as I’m listening to music as I write this and work. But as in “the world is quiet here,” to quote the Series of Unfortunate Events books. Like I’m at a cabin in the woods, listening to the wind and the birds and the crackling of logs in a fire.


That book I mentioned is The Trans & Non-Binary Heroes’ Journey. Right out of the gate it talked about how The Matrix was a trans allegory — a statement I’ve seen before but didn’t really understand at the time. The Wachowskis were closeted then, and the studio forbade certain things (like Switch having a male body outside the Matrix and female inside it). It was also before I knew much about the trans experience. I haven’t rewatched the movie in recent years to catch up.

The book lays it out pretty well. Agent Smith gives Neo the speech about “leading a double life” and “one of these lives has a future, the other does not” — and he’s right but not about which life ends. Neo isn’t trans, but he does go through a transition that involves drugs and surgery, shedding his old name, dressing differently, becoming more himself and finding freedom.

At least according to the book, the red pill symbol was chosen by the Wachowskis not just for the Alice in Wonderland allegory, but because it looks like spiro, the most-presecribed hormone blocker. This makes it doubly funny that incels and MRAs and QAnon cultists talk about “taking the red pill.” It’s just one self-own after another with those putzes, isn’t it?

(Another thing to add to the list: how many times I end up searching for some bit of info. Photos of spiro. Synonyms for “loser.”)

About halfway through the book, there’s a bit about the sheet joy of the “Alone Together” episode of Steven Universe. Steven and Connie accidentally fuse (through alien superpowers) into the nonbinary Stevonnie temporarily, and Garnet (who is herself a fusion) gives them a pep talk and commands them to “go have fun!”

I have seen some enbies complain that proper representation should be human, not aliens, robots, faerie etc. But in practice, Steven is much more human than alien. He’s living in a human society, albeit with three alien “moms” along with his beach hippie dad. His inherited superpowers do not come naturally to him at first. He is, most of the time, a little boy allowed to be himself, unconcerned with gender norms or performative masculinity. And Stevonnie is arguably even more human than he is.

Plus: there’s Lars. We know he is attracted to women, but his palette of pinks and purples and his hairstyle always read to me as queer-coded. He is discontent with his life in Beach City, but embraces his role as a space pirate among his found family of misfit aliens, striking poses in a fabulous cape. Hmm. There’s also an episode where Steven’s consciousness ends up stuck in Lars’ body and there’s a definite sense of dysphoria there. There’s also an episode where Pearl courts a human lesbian side character (“Mystery Girl” or “S.”), and late in the series we’re introduced to a human kid named Shep who uses they/them pronouns (although we never see Shep again).

The other complaint is about the Gems being nonbinary but not obvious about it — “the Gems are nonbinary like Dumbledore is gay” as someone put it. And, well… kinda? They do almost all use she/her pronouns aside from a few he/him later on. Many of them appear feminine… although some are definitely more masculine or androgynous in appearance.

But let me remind people (A) “nonbinary people don’t owe you androgyny” and (B) this was a children’s TV show that began in 2015 when most LGBTQIA+ people hadn’t even heard the word “nonbinary” yet. There was corporate oversight. Rebecca Sugar wasn’t out as nonbinary, and might not have had it all figured out at the time the show began. There were a ton of not exactly subtle queer themes in the show — enough to get it banned, or at least certain plotlines banned, from several countries. So maybe cut the show a little slack?


…and now, just before the end of my work shift, I’ve finished the book. I did skim a little bit where it was talking about TV shows I wasn’t interested in, especially when it was getting heavy with people dealing with transphobia.)

I also wrote all of this up to here, and had a quite productive day while doing it, so yes, one can multitask!


So I cracked open my non-boxed set of Moomin books, and found they’re not numbered, not arranged in order in the package, and not in order on the little card that came with them. I had to look at the copyright dates to determine the correct order:

  • The Moomins and the Great Flood (not included in this set! sigh)
  • Comet in Moominland
  • Finn Family Moomintroll
  • The Exploits of Moominpapa
  • Moominsummer Madness
  • Moominland Midwinter
  • Tales from Moominvalley
  • Moominpapa At Sea
  • Moominvalley In November

While these are “for kids”, small books with big print and illustrations and cute fantasy creatures, they’re also clever and involve some adult concerns and have some emotional depth and subtlety one might not expect. And that’s why I wanted to read them again now.


I recorded a track today. A couple of drones, a part played on the Linnstrument where I’m making Aalto act more like an Oberheim or something than my usual West Coast stuff.

This album is definitely going to be about how I am relating to current events. Sonically, the two finished songs have certain filter shenanigans in common and I think I may continue to run with that for the rest of the project. Fala Versio and QPAS, but also playing with moving resonances and phase shifts in software filters.

I’ll get back to the Spectraphon study or not, depending on how I feel about it. That’s not what I need to do right now.

contra vermes

My spouse and I were talking about gender Sunday night when something in the conversation — I don’t know what — miraculously flipped my anxiety switch to the off position with an almost tangible click. I’m not going to overthink it, I’m just going to be glad!

I still entirely reject and deplore MAGA’s attacks on trans and nonbinary people as harmful, scientifically and morally bankrupt, fascistic, and beneficial to absolutely nobody. Likewise the anti-“DEI” garbage. And the anti-immigrant stuff, though to be fair, Obama and Biden were doing a lot of that too, just crowing about it a lot less. (And I am still deeply disappointed in the hapless, spineless complicity of the Democratic party as a whole.)

But I am serene. Neither panic nor rage disturb my personal joy now.


Tomorrow, Feb 5, is the 50501 protest against Project 2025. Unfortunately the web presence for this action is a mess. It’s “officially” being discussed on Reddit, which is a horrible platform for finding basic information quickly, and Bluesky. Some key things:

  • the organizers are urging that this must be a 100% peaceful and nonviolent protest
  • info for each state is here. Some of it is not great either (location but not time, QR codes that simply go to the general subreddit…
  • this info (including “team 2” protesting at home and “team 3” wherever you have to be that day). I’ll be working from home, but I will do my best to otherwise stay off the internet (and my phone, unless I get calls/texts).

In GW2 I deleted the new warrior and started a necromancer… probably my fifth one at this point! Going for a high-sustain Condition Scourge build variant, using a pistol from weaponmaster training and a couple of disposable pets to tank a little. It plays a bit differently, so it feels relatively fresh. A real survivor; I did get downed once while soloing a Champion — but downed isn’t dead, and the fight was close enough that Life Leech won the fight for me, and I got back up.

While some areas in GW2 got a refresh over the years, almost all of the truly new content has been level 80 areas that combine a longish set of story quests and open world areas. As many times as I’ve been through the various leveling ares, I’d really appreciate some new ones for the variety. I have stopped the bandits from blowing up the water supply pipes for Divinity’s Reach, bowed to the Dignified Cow, and gathered the $#!@%#ing rabbit food so many times now. I’d really like some new things to do when leveling a character. But I also don’t want to just use the “skip to level 80” items that the game throws like Mardi Gras beads. There’s something satisfying about hitting 100% exploration in a zone.


A blogger that just started up recently wrote a post on Monday about 3D movies. Here’s my thought:

I have to wear glasses, and almost universally, 3D glasses work poorly with them. I have a vague memory of one 3D movie that worked well; I was thinking it was either Tron: Legacy or Coraline. But my spouse, who would have been there and also wears glasses, doesn’t remember any good experiences with 3D, so it’s possible I just saw Tron and thought “yes, this should work well in 3D.”

Avatar, for all that people hyped how great it looked, was the worst of these. I could not even see characters’ faces! I had to look them up online afterward to figure out who people looked like. But this was only my third-worst movie experience.

The second-worst was Cloverfield. I don’t like shaky-cam ever, and here we were near the front row. (We hadn’t even been planning to go, but happened to randomly bump into folks from work at a restaurant who invited us along.) I spent a lot of the movie looking at the floor and occasionally glancing up.

The absolute worst experience was Blair Witch Project: shaky-cam plus bad hot dogs. The friend I’d gone with threw up in a trash can halfway through the movie, and then was okay. I didn’t and was desperately ill for the next three days.

We saw 5 movies in theaters in 2023, but none at all in 2024. Not Furiosa, not Beetlejuice Beetlejuice, not even War of the Rohirrim, because the reviews of them were all pretty meh.

This year, I’ll probably want to see Thunderbolts mostly for Florence Pugh and David Harbour and their fun MCU characters. The Cap movies have generally been pretty entertaining but I could wait for reviews unless my spouse particularly wants to go, or we happen to be dining out and decide to go. I’m not nearly as familiar with Fantastic Four as X-Men or Avengers, so that could also be a “wait for reviews” thing. …wait, I just saw the teaser trailer and the retro style looks really fun, so I do kinda want to see it just for that. Yes I am easily amused, why do you ask?

books and melting

There was a water main break Friday morning and we were under a 48-hour precautionary boil water advisory. They said it was safe for bathing but it’s hard not to feel at least a little bit possibly icky. This has been the second break in about 2-3 months, though the previous one didn’t come with the advisory.


I found and ordered an inexpensive set of the Moomin books. But while I wait for shipping from the UK, I still needed something else to read.

For reasons one might guess, I put a book on my wishlist two or three few years ago titled The Star Thief (by Jamie Grey; there are others with that title). My sister-in-law gave me it for Christmas. Unfortunately, it’s really not very good. Not-quite-cyberpunk in a generic SF setting with a few gizmos borrowed from well-known properties and at least one very stereotypical Star Wars moment. The protagonist is a “smart”-sexy-athletic woman — but she never does anything actually smart, she’s just good at hacking as well as fighting, running, hiding, and seduction… except she is absolutely unsubtle about the latter because (according to her) men are all dumb and horny, even though the first three guys she tries this with are completely unfazed by her attempt. She meets an ex who she thought was dead but actually betrayed her crew, he’s a musclebound asshole with anger issues and resents her, and of course she’s attracted to him. You just know at some point he’s going to forcefully grab her to be intimidating but instead they’ll kiss and ugh barf. So I’m kind of reading it now out of spite, I guess?

StoryGraph’s to-read list is pretty short. Here’s what I have on deck:

  • Tove Jansson: the 8 Moomin books
  • Emma Torzs: Ink, Blood, Sister, Scribe (novel)
  • Diane Wolkstein & Samuel Noah Kramer: Inanna: Queen of Heaven and Earth
  • Imogen Binnie: Nevada (novel)
  • Ariana Serpentine: Sacred Gender (I’m not expecting too much but we’ll see)
  • Jessi Kneeland: Body Neutral (also not expecting too much)
  • Valerie Estelle Frankel & Dean Leetal: The Trans & Non-Binary Hero’s Journey

I’m not planning to add Sumerian stuff to my religious practices, but I’m curious, and I’m told there’s interesting myths/ideas about gender in Inanna’s priesthood. (Given the thing about hijra I just learned, I’m going to take any claims with a grain of salt; it’s not like we can just ask some Sumerians to verify.) Also a previous reader of this copy must have thought the book needed at least one supplemental illustration:


We now have plans and reservations for a road trip to visit my brother and his wife this summer. Once again renting a car and bringing my parents. Each way, it’s two 10-hour days of driving in a row (plus breaks and unexpected traffic), but with three drivers that’s not too bad. We haven’t seen them since… probably Christmas 2022? And they have a new house and plenty of space.


Aside from that one track, I haven’t been making music that much. Some more testing of Elmyra led to recording a drone that I might incorporate into something though.

Having finished out my elementalist’s planned build, I started yet another new GW2 character. A warrior this time, super straightforward to play. But I kind of don’t like how little ranged potential they have. Axes are their highest-damage melee weapon, but they have no good movement skill and one weak short-range throw (compared to axes for necromancers or thieves which are 100% short-range skills) and warriors don’t run particularly fast either. Also one of the axe skills has a really goofy animation. So I might not bother to stick with it. I might instead go back to my dual-mace Soulbeast and finally go through the Cantha story.

Since the snow and ice have melted and been rinsed away by gentle rain, and the temperature is climbing from the mid 40s to low 60s, I’m gonna go walk around Mallard Lake this morning. The only question is whether I’ll listen to Heilung’s Futha or my own Tin Birds, both of which I find pretty good walking music. Probably the latter since I have put on that Heilung album a few times over the last few days, partly for the overall themes of protection and healing, and partly this specific line:

Fjón þvæ ég af mér fjanda minna rán og reiði ríkra manna
(I wash off my enemies’ hatred, and the greed and anger of powerful men)

That’s from the Galdrabók, from around 1600 making it possibly the least old historical source Heilung has used. But still, very much relevant 425 years later.

taking a stab

I’m diabetic and on three different injectables: a once-a-week Ozempic (blood sugar control was the primary purpose of this drug long before it trended for weight loss), once a morning slow-acting insulin, and pre-meal fast-acting insulin.

All of these use pen needles rather than syringes — the medication is in a “pen”, and you screw on a small single-use needle, dial in the dose, poke yourself with it and hit a button. Painless most of the time, but a hassle (in addition to the process and supplies, the pens require refrigeration until first use), and expensive in America even with insurance.

When you’re done, you slip the safety cap(s) back on, unscrew the needle and throw it into a sharps container. But what if you’re not at home? A coin pocket in jeans, if you have it, can hold ONE used needle in its safety cap, but beyond that…

The Good

BD used to make a “SafeClip” device about the size of a thumb. It was great, clipping off the needle and storing hundreds of them safely inside itself, lasting for many months of regularly going out. And they were about $5 each.

A few years ago they were discontinued. Old stock lasted a while, but eventually sold out. Clones appeared on the market at $45 per clipper…

The Bad

I got a box of 5 pocket sharps containers before our TN/SC vacation. All plastic, about the size of 5 SafeClips, it fills a (men’s) jeans pocket and the needles rattle loudly inside. There’s a plastic slide on the top, which has open, closed, and permanently locked positions. It does not hold the safety caps, just the pen needle itself, which means you have to use the serrated teeth at the edge of the hole to help you unscrew it into the container and then awkwardly shove it in.

The first one worked fine, but I didn’t like it. The second one locked itself closed forever in my pocket while on vacation, rendering itself useless with only a few needles in it. The third one opened itself in my pocket more than once — the final time, it dumped out three used needles, which I discovered by jabbing my finger into one of them. The fourth and fifth ones were thrown into the recycle bin that evening.

The Ugly

I found a clipper by MediCool, $15 each. Similar to, but uglier and mechanically more awkward than the SafeClip, it claims to work for both syringes and pen needles. But the clipper is, unnecessarily, recessed deeply behind a narrow plastic hole — 4mm needles don’t even reach it. I grabbed the Dremel and slowly, awkwardly ground off all the plastic that was in the way. This makes the thing even uglier, but it does work. I can’t really say I’m satisfied, but there may not be a better alternative right now. There are 8.4 million people in the US on insulin and this is the best we get? Come on, free market, do that thing you’re theoretically supposed to do.



I’m now almost done with Trans/Rad/Fem. Like I said, the writing is really compelling and it just makes me want to devour the whole book.

One of the narratives about nonbinary gender is that many cultures around the world recognize(d) more than two genders, and in at least some cases, these people were described as “revered” in some way, often with particular socio-religious roles. And then the colonizers came along, attempted to outlaw them, and caused them to be stigmatized.

Missing from this narrative — obvious in hindsight after reading this book — is that these cultures tended to be highly patriarchal anyway and that gender-based roles likely should be seen as a red flag rather than privilege.

The author — a trans lesbian from India — says with authority that a majority of the hijra of India are trans women by identity, not nonbinary. It’s just that their society doesn’t recognize them as “real” women, because the only value women traditionally have in India is reproductive. So it shunts them off to a third gender instead — and does the same with intersex people as well as some cis women who are unable to conceive. They live together in communities in abject poverty, and their “special” roles are dancing at weddings (where this isn’t forbidden because their “barren” state might infect the bride) and sex work. And this was true before the British colonization of India. (This doesn’t absolve the colonizers of anything.)

In other cultures, it’s not necessarily the case that counting trans people as a separate gender is inherently anti-trans — but it’s not necessarily not the case either. So, maybe let’s not use cultures that we don’t understand as a model for how ours should be.

Scythians for example. They had a class of priests, born male, who were treated with estrogen extracted from horse urine and considered a separate gender. There were also apparently trans men who were warriors. But this is also a culture that treated women as property of the king, who loaned them to male warriors to be their wives and servants.

This has been why I don’t use the term “sekhet” from Ancient Egyptian either for myself or any of the nonbinary gods of my religion. We don’t really know what the word implied in Egyptian society. Probably not “eunuch” as early archeologists assumed because there’s no evidence of castration, but that leaves a lot of possibilities and not all of them are good.

poison

Yep.


I’m a sensitive person, and nihilistic hatred and bullying bother me deeply. Almost more so when directed at someone else, especially if they’re already in one or more oppressed classes. And especially when it’d done with as much obvious hypocrisy and dishonesty as has been happening right now.

My coping strategy is to classify Trump, and everything that comes from his putrid mouth or his tiny hand, as poison and deal with it accordingly. Avoid exposure and remove/neutralize it immediately in case of accident. Meanwhile I’m just going to be me and do my things, and wait. In the end, he loses.

Democrats reportedly have no plans to introduce articles of impeachment, claiming they have another strategy. I suspect that strategy is to let Trump do whatever he wants while wringing their hands and asking for donations. But I did write to my ostensibly Democratic congressional representative (who, after promising he wouldn’t run against the more progressive Cori Bush, ran against Cori Bush in a campaign funded by Republicans). I said: Trump has been violating the oath of office ever since he took it, he’s not defending the constitution, he’s merely spreading disinformation, hatred, chaos and panic for his own narcissistic ends, and he needs to be stopped.

Anyway, enough about that!


Monday I was starting to feel a bit better for a while, and I made some music. (Right now I think this is what I need more than finishing the Spectraphon project.) Perhaps I’ll fire up the synths again tonight and keep that going.

I tried the beta of MIDI Guitar 3, and… yuck. This thing has been in development for the last 7 years (after MIDI Guitar 2) and the interface is much messier and more confusing and the tracking is worse, at least playing in higher registers on my bass that are well within guitar range.

MIDI Bass 3 is also in beta, but straight from the developer’s mouth, it’s not really usable. No kidding… it was spewing nearly-random MIDI data regardless of whether I played notes. So I basically have no hope for this being released or relevant to me anytime soon. My best bet for bass stuff is still just sound design through effects.

The new firmware for Elmyra 2 is also in beta, and I gave it a try. It’s got some promising new features and a rewrite/cleanup of both the saturation and delay, but it’s also a bit of a mess right now. Modulating the delay time with CV works very poorly. The mode that switches the Wave knobs to level controls works, but switching it back doesn’t. Not ready for prime time. [Update: there’s already a fix for the delay modulation and another thing I reported, and I now strongly suspect the mode switching thing was just that my fingers fumbled. I can reproduce the fumbling fingers intermittently but the mode switch works when I’m careful :)]

Also, let me just say I dislike the update process for the Elmyra and hope I don’t have to do it too many times. You can’t update via the USB-C port on the back, instead you have to remove the panel from the case, switch a jumper, and plug in a micro USB cable to a hidden port. And the panel screws go into square nuts just loosely held by flimsy plastic tabs, and every one of them fell out of their slot from 1-4 times during the process. I think it’s a great instrument for the price in a lot of ways but that wasn’t a fun time. [Update: apparently the nut issue was the very first version of the case and was improved, and the desktop version comes with a nicer bamboo case now. The USB thing makes a little more sense given that there’s also a Eurorack version.]

I’ve been spoiled by beta testing stuff for Noise Engineering, and going back a few years, Mutable Instruments and Synthesis Technology. All of their products were put into testers’ hands already in a pretty good state. I think I was only ever able to report one or two actual issues with Mutable stuff across four different modules, although ALL of the testers missed a bug in Beads for months that buyers encountered days after release. I did find a whole lot of issues with FM on the E370 (go figure, the FM nerd heavily tests the FM) which got resolved over several iterations.


Most of what I read is fantasy or science fiction, with the occasional bit of science or interesting history or psychology thrown in. But this year I’m probably going to read a record amount of nonfiction, a lot of it relating to gender. Last night I started the newly published Trans/Rad/Fem, and… the author does not pull any punches. She’s from India, home to many different cultures but overall it is far more conservative and patriarchal/misogynistic than even ours is in this moment. It’s gripping reading though. And in her description of growing up with the world expecting her to be a boy and become a man, even though my circumstances were very different, I recognized some things.

It’s another book where I’m gonna need some nice escapism afterwards. Maybe I will make a project of reading all of the Moomin books. I read Moominvalley in November 4 years ago and really liked it, despite its melancholy. And some aspects of it might be good for this kind of time in history.

week 1 of… hopefully less than 208

Apparently Marco Rubio issued instructions to the State Department to halt processing any passport applications with the X gender marker — not very long after mine began processing.

  • If it goes through with the X: it’s going into a drawer, and will not to be used for travel at least until Chump is out of office.
  • If it goes through with the M from my birth certificate: it’s going into a drawer, not to be used for travel. And then it will be corrected when the next president fixes this stupid shit.
  • If it doesn’t go through at all: they have effectively stolen the application fee, the extra fee for expediting it, and (if they don’t mail it back) an original birth certificate. I will join whatever class-action lawsuit results from it.

Again: this is really all just symbolic for me (aside from the money, which wasn’t much in the scheme of things, but still). This specific order is a potential disrption or actual threat to trans and nonbinary travelers, and other aspects of the orders are going to cause very real harm (if they haven’t already) as well as worsening a mental health crisis. Of course officially sanctioned transphobia, combined with releasing a bunch of anti-democracy fascist terrorists from prison, is a horrifying combination.


I wrote an email to my parents updating them about my gender identity and asking them to use they/them pronouns. Also, and I felt this was important, saying that I don’t think I should feel awkward talking about this stuff with trusted family and friends.

That was late at night; I spent most of the next day worrying whether it would or had upset my mom. But then, she sent me a text saying she’d meant to respond earlier, and please don’t take the delay as a negative reaction, and she’d have some questions another time. Okay, that works.

It’s been hard to concentrate on much else this week. Quasi-doomscrolling, commenting a lot on Reddit posts. I donated to the Trans Empowerment Project and Lambda Legal (as well as the Transgender Law Center on Monday). Bought some books and some stickers. Have been playing Guild Wars 2 again, now with a “male” elementalist who looks very femme, because Fuck Trump. Ultimately I know I’m not going to stick with the character or the game very long but it’s provided some distraction instead of doomscrolling. Probably music would be a better distraction but I guess I’m not punk enough to be immediately inspired by this sort of thing instead of just depressed and angry and anxious, so I need to work back up to it.

it’s not OK, but it will be.

This morning I caught up on Chump-related news, which was a mistake. I spent some time in a depressed funk, staring into space. Thought about calling in sick and going back to bed, but I probably wouldn’t be able to sleep enough. Then it switched over to a low-grade, fight-or-flight panic attack. Not nearly as bad as the ones I had at work in 2020 before lockdown and work-from-home, but still.

I guess I am going to go back to my low-caffeine protocol for a bit, and remove myself from more news-related forum threads. This morning I’m listening to calming and healing music. I’d absolutely go for a long walk around the lake if it weren’t for lingering ice and snow and still-cold temperatures. I may pause in the Spectraphon study, and just make some actual music. I have been playing Guild Wars 2 again (with a “male” elementalist who looks extremely femme, as an act of spite).

I get the distinct impression that Chump is a weak-willed, weak-minded, crumbling shell of a person, fully being manipulated by the Project 2025 folks and techbros. The executive orders smell of AI-generated text, as well as phrasing and vocabulary that Chump would never use himself, and he didn’t read them before signing them (the person passing him the papers to sign was summarizing what they were for). He’s already lost the plot several times in public appearances, and one of these days it’s all just going to unravel. But what will be left when it happens, I don’t know.

A slightly encouraging thing: I got an email last night from the State Department that they have begun processing my application. They really are working overtime to get as many done as they can. I just checked, and the DS-11 form hasn’t been changed and the form filler webpage still allows “X”. And the WH press secretary has announced that the executive order is not retroactive — existing passports will continue to be valid. Renewals will be forced to switch to sex assigned at birth, but adult passports last for 10 years, and all of the X passports are young enough to make it at least halfway into the next president’s term.

Also this darkly hilarious reminder that Chumpian “biological truth” is not based on biology or truth:

“Produces the large/small reproductive cell” is indeed a standard that biologists use — but even if this wording were changed to “at birth” it still be super awkward and the definitions circular. I will take my amusement where I can.

low

One of the first bits of news I found out about this morning is that the Chump regime really does have “day 1” anti-trans and anti-nonbinary executive orders written up. I really had assumed that he didn’t actually care about this as an issue, and it was not at all a priority even among his supporters, but here we are.

The whole thing is just performative hate, told through imprecise and nonsensical language. The main thrust of these orders:

  • passports and federal prisons are no longer supposed to recognize gender identity, only biological sex
  • the First Amendment guarantees the rights of people to disrespect trans and nonbinary identities
  • federal funding is denied to any institution that acknowledges transgender identities (e.g. VA hospitals can’t provide gender-affirming care, schools have to deadname kids and send them to the wrong bathrooms/locker rooms, etc.)

    Naturally, the claim is all of this is supposed to protect women’s safety and dignity as well as “biological truth” — things that Chump has never cared about. But it protects no one and benefits no one. It’s nothing but an attack.

Despite my resolution to not let the bastards get me down, you can bet this news makes me sick. (Well, really I was already feeling physically ill since yesterday, but this additional stress does not help.)

I hope that my passport application — currently in the hands of the State Dept but not yet processed — will make it through before these get enforced. That X marker is, to me, just a bit of a symbol; I hope not to ever even need the passport card because I hate flying. But symbols are important.

I’ve pondered tattoos before, but didn’t want just some random bit of art. Nor did I want a symbol of something sacred to be on a body that’s going to get sweaty and dirty. So I’ve never done it. But now… I might just get a tattoo related to my gender identity.

This morning I donated to the Transgender Law Center a second time. They are going to be very busy…

I also ordered a Blåhaj from Ikea. This is a cute squishy shark plushie that spawned memes and accidentally became a sort of trans icon due to its coincidental coloration similar to the trans pride flag. Ikea thought that was great and has used it in pro-equality ads in Sweden as well as making limited edition actual trans flag versions for a few organizations. The name just means “blue shark” and is pronounced roughly like “bloohai.” Another symbol.

PSA

Instagram makes it quite difficult to delete your account, providing instructions to use a button that has been removed. (This isn’t new shenanigans on their part though.)

Here is a post about it on Reddit.

Here is the direct link to where you can request account deletion (it gave me a message that the account will still exist for one more month in case I change my mind, then be auto-deleted.)

https://www.instagram.com/accounts/remove/request/permanent


face off

Well… yes.


It occurred to me Sunday or Monday that I could shave my beard.

Of course I could — but the idea has been off the table for roughly 35 years. Even when contemplating a more androgynous look, my line of thought has been “well, I have a beard so there’s only so much I can do.” Or I told myself that it was necessary to give my face definition, and I simply didn’t question this assertion which came from… I don’t know where.

But over the weekend I was experimenting a little with face editing apps — retouching, virtual makeup and hairstyle, AI gender changers etc. The results range from silly to horrifying to cute (but totally fake), so it was just a bit of fun. But along the way I saw a hypothetically extrapolated version of my face without the beard… and liked it.

Oddly, even after this revelation I felt like I had to seek approval and then give myself permission. But now that it’s done, I like it! It is not often that I see myself in the mirror and like much of what I see, but this was one of those times. It doesn’t quite give the impression of youth that the software version did, but it is indeed a bit more androgynous. People aren’t suddenly going to look at me and think “they” just because I don’t have chin whiskers, but that’s not really the point of all of this. That “I like it!” is the point.

That first shave wasn’t very close — I didn’t go against the grain and wanted to make sure to take it easy on potentially sensitive skin. And I should probably do stuff like exfoliate and cleanse and moisturize etc. In fact, I did a little reading and apparently some cleaning can actually help with rosacea (which is, I figure, what a lot of my face redness is). So I’ll give that a try.


I forgot to mention in Wednesday’s post that I’ve set myself up on The StoryGraph (user name Starthief), if you want to follow along.

My list of reads from 2024 is missing some re-reads, and a few paperbacks & hardcovers (mostly bought years ago at library book sales). I certainly remember reading The Big Book of Cyberpunk. But I do have my Kindle data to look at. Nonfiction books are highlighted.

Martha Wells, Witch King
Nino Cipri, Finna
Edward Hallowell & John Ratey: ADHD 2.0
S. L. Huang, The Water Outlaws
John Scalzi, Starter Villain
Nicki Pau Preto, Bonesmith
Neon Yang, The Genesis of Misery
Manuel Gonzales, The Regional Office Is Under Attack!
Shannon Chakraborty, The Adventures of Amina el-Sirafi
Charlie Jane Anders, Promises Stronger Than Darkness
Elizabeth Bear, Ancestral Night
Linda Nagata, Blade
Jessica Best, Stars, Hide Your Fires
Richad Kadrey & Cassandra Khaw, The Dead Take the A Train
Charles Stross, Season of Skulls
M. R. O’Connor: Wayfinding: The Science and Mystery of How Humans Navigate the World
Sim Kern, The Free People’s Village
Grant Morrison, Luda: A Novel
John Sarno, Healing Back Pain: The Mind-Body Connection (I can’t recommend this)
Hannah Whitten, The Hemlock Queen
Dan Charnas, Dilla Time
Martha Wells, The Book of Ile-Rien
Martha Wells: Between Worlds
Sarah Gailey, River of Teeth
Heather Fawcett, Emily Wilde’s Encylopedia of Faeries
Maria Ying: Those Who Break Chains (all 5 books in the series)
Ben Pechey: The Book of Non-Binary Joy

Of these, Finna was probably the quirkiest, and was super fun — a portal fantasy centered around Ikea — although River of Teeth was also bonkers. The Free People’s Village might have been the most thoughtful of them, and Luda perhaps the most twisted. Those Who Break Chains was both sexy and creepy, often at the same time which is quite a feat.

ADHD 2.0 was very helpful to me; though I won’t say that I have ADHD I certainly have those “variable attention stimulus traits.”