supergee: (me-kinda)
Here’s an interesting distinction: Somewheres vs. Anywheres. Somewheres are loyal to their place of origin; Anywheres have other identifications.

By ancestry I’m what Steve Bannon might call a rootless cosmopolitan, and when we Jews got our own Somewhere, it didn’t matter much to me, though I’m glad it’s there for them as wants it. Forty years ago, I joined the Anywhere tribe known as Fandom, and since then I’ve had neighbors all over the world.

Rooted is what vegetables are; grounded is what gets you killed when lightning strikes. I’m an Anywhere

Thanx to [personal profile] andrewducker
supergee: (neuro)
I have a Szaszian distrust of psychiatric diagnoses, even the ones that can’t plausibly be applied to me. I consider myself to be on the “spectrum” that gets people labeled with autism/Asperger’s, ADHD, narcissism, libertarianism, and introversion, among others, because we live in our minds and deal with the world instead of living directly in the world like the neurotypicals. I used to think I was an Aspie, but now I’m convinced I’m much more of an ADDer.

There is a site called ADDitude that promises to pander to my kind. It is set up as click-one-after-another instead of one big page that I can comfortably move back and forth on, which, given my attention issues, makes me want to inflict grievous bodily harm upon them.
supergee: (fandom)
Nice Distinctions 30 is done. Postal and e-mail copies have been sent out, and it’s available at Bill Burns’s excellent
http://efanzines.com/

Online

Jan. 1st, 2017 05:32 am
supergee: (me-kinda)
Today I celebrate 14 years on livejournal, which has few of the many flaws of Facebook and is where I post the good stuff. (I have always posted on the assumption that sinister forces are reading every word; now there are more of them in Russia.) I am supergee over there, and I never do locked posts, and I invite all of you to read me there. I also do the same posts under the same name on Dreamwidth.

PSA

Dec. 30th, 2016 05:43 am
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I am on both dw and lj (same name) and intend to stay on both. If we’re Friends on one, I’m happy to be Friends on the other.
supergee: (me-kinda)
Unsurprising psychological study of libertarians:
1. Libertarians will value liberty more strongly and consistently than liberals or conservatives, at the expense of other moral concerns.
2. Libertarians will rely upon emotion less – and reason more – than will either liberals or conservatives.
3. Libertarians will be more individualistic and less collectivist compared to both liberals and conservatives.
That explains why I wanted to be a libertarian, though I have long since decided that a lot of problems such as Tragedy of the Commons, Coordination Problem, Externalities, etc., keep it from working.

Thanx to [livejournal.com profile] andrewducker
supergee: (me-kinda)
I use Facebook off-label, the way others use Twitter. Since I like dw/lj a lot better than Facebook, I thought I'd pass along a few of my Facebook posts here:

* I am willing to give the next administration at least as much respect & cooperation as they gave the present one.

* This is not 2000, and this time the third parties didn’t make the difference. I don’t blame the Greens; I blame the Whites.

* The 24-second rule keeps basketball from being soccer

* I now have two favorite fake Lincoln quotes: “It's my Party and I'll cry if I want to,” and, replying to Trump's “The Theater must always be a safe and special place,” “Bitch, please.”

* Trump will treat his rural and working class supporters the way he usually treats those who trusted him. We coastal elitists told them so, but that was just our education talking, so they didn’t have to listen.

* Every unique* town’s newspaper can crap on your screen with a demand for registration that won’t let you read the news until you comply. The two whose gag I have gone along with both accept dev.null e-addresses.
*Latin: Unus=one, equus=horse

* Aretha Franklin has the genius to make “The Star-Spangled Banner” even worse

* We can’t imagine a president resigning because the job stopped being fun. I can remember when we couldn’t imagine a governor doing so.

* SF Premise: Last real Communist dies just after the Russians finally manage to fix an American presidential election.
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1. [livejournal.com profile] nellorat
2. [livejournal.com profile] womzilla
3. Some of the smartest, nicest, most interesting friends & acquaintances in the world, specifically including those belonging to my dreamwidth/livejournal and Facebook reading lists, my electronic and postal mailing lists, and the two apas I am still in.
4. My body. It’s an evolved animal, the product of millions of years of fighting, breeding, and dying, with all the problems that would suggest, but as far as we know, the human body is the only vehicle mind has. (It's a ride.) I’m thankful for mine in particular because it’s a strong one. It has survived 70+ years of as little exercise and nutritional correctness as I could get away with giving it, and now requires only moderate amounts of both. It has survived much abuse of assorted substances (and the only one of those I wouldn’t do over again is tobacco) and now survives without them.
5. My nation. Like my body, not the ideal place to inhabit, but good as actually existing ones go. My predecessors stole a good land from the natives and gave it good laws, including a constitution that still does much to protect us. When my own forebears came here much later, the immigration laws were tougher, and there were opportunities for people like them, who combined ability with pigmentational correctness, and they thereby flourished.
6. All other minds, past and present: those who created computers to expand my mind and a Net to join it to others, medicines that allow me to survive the previously fatal weaknesses of my body, and words and pictures that have enriched my thoughts, and all those I have forgotten or taken for granted.

Supplies!

Oct. 10th, 2016 03:06 pm
supergee: (me-kinda)
I have a number of the usual internal personalities: the 5-year-old, the prosecutor, Mr. T (for Tourette). But I don’t know how many other people have an internal Quartermaster.

I have a powerful desire to buy Supplies: school supplies though I no longer go to school, office supplies though I don’t have an office, art supplies though I’m not an artist. I like to think I haven’t bought all that much more than I’ve needed, and I seem to be gaining that sort of Wisdom of Age that Heinlein told us mostly resembles weariness. Now there all those nifty-colored things that have something to do with phones…I will be strong.
supergee: (liberal)
1952: My parents take me along to my elementary school’s gym to watch them vote. It’s fun: the mysterious curtain, the clanking machinery with the big handle…There are lots of parties: not just the Big Two, but also several flavors of Socialist, the Vegetarian Party, and the Prohibitionist Party, whose candidate is Stuart Hamblen, a country singer best known for “This Old House.”*

1964: I finally get to do it myself. I will always feel like something of an Abused Voter because I thought I was voting against sending half a million troops to Vietnam, but basically I’m happy with the result, and I will persevere and vote every time.

1968: I am introduced to the great American custom of pulling the lever with one hand and holding the nose with the other. I vote for the Hump. The Dick wins.

1972: I cheerfully vote for the acid, amnesty, and abortion candidate. The American people prefer Nixon, validating my opinion of the American people.

1980: Subconsciously realizing that it’s time to start Jimmy Carter on his extremely successful career as ex-president, I deviate from Yellow Dog purity and cast a ballot for the generic white guy on the Libertarian ticket (Clark, if memory serves). Reagan wins. I concede that third-party votes help the candidate I like less and never do it again.

1992. Though the Experts assured us last year that Bush had sewed it up with his glorious victory in Iraq, the short memory of the American people saves us again.

2000. I vote against Bush, but Florida is stolen.

2004. I vote against Bush, but Ohio is stolen.

2012. A local gas crisis causes me to walk two miles over and two miles back to vote for Obama and against Romney. It’s worth it.

2016. Having been reminded by Brexit of the dangers of underestimating the power of the Stupid White People vote, I prepare to vote for Hillary Clinton.

* Having escaped from the historical present by superhuman means, I note that we could use a party like the Prohibitionists today, to help the Religious Right from endangering their immortal souls by voting for imperfect Republicans. It should probably be rebranded as something like the Barefoot ’n’ Pregnant Party. Their showbiz candidate could be Pat Boone, whom I just saw an article about. He looks like the picture in Dorian Gray’s attic, and he had just delivered an antigay rant that I assume was done first and better by a Black performer.
supergee: (me-kinda)
Last night, we had the celebration of my 24 years without drugs.* [livejournal.com profile] nellorat and [livejournal.com profile] womzilla attended, and a good time was had by all.
* Fun drugs. I continue to allow allopathic Western medicine to keep me alive.
supergee: (Default)
Today marks 24 years without drugs.

Not cancer

Aug. 9th, 2016 04:24 pm
supergee: (Default)
There is something icky in my prostate that they’re going to do an MRI on in October, but it’s not cancer.
supergee: (edit)
I remember a copy-editing assignment a while back: a Mafia novel by a writer who claimed to have been an actual mob guy. He later turned out not to be, and the publisher sued him because the novel really was a work of fiction, rather than the thinly disguised memoir it read like. I didn’t catch him, and I don’t know if that’s a copy-editor’s job, but I claim some credit for querying a point where his terminology differed from Mario Puzo’s. Curiously enough, my next assignment was attributed to the other big Italian multinational: The Personal Prayers of Pope John Paul II. That one appears to have been legit.

I once copy-edited an article about a woman who'd had an affair with her supervisor and then sued him for sexual harassment. The article as written went on to say that she had asked to be placed under another supervisor. I managed to suggest the phrase "assigned to," rather than saying, "Now that's laziness."

I was proofreading social science books, a job that offered the spiritual benefits of exposure to political views I don't share, and paid me for it as well. There was a Marxist history of economics, a communalist tract that made me think of my other gig (resistance is futile; prepare to be assimilated), and a book on the wonders of primitivism. It wasn't all from the Left, though. An earlier assignment was so enthusiastic about "entrepreneurs" I expected the About the Author to include, "has been granted the privilege of fellating several business leaders."
supergee: (neuro)
Yesterday I did a post about the “autistic spectrum” in which I assumed that autism is defined as the lack of Theory of Mind. That is not currently the case, and I apologize to anyone I offended by passing along that misinformation. I wish to thank [livejournal.com profile] mrissa, [livejournal.com profile] kalimac, [livejournal.com profile] elenbarathi, and [livejournal.com profile] ertla for helpful comments on this matter.

I suspect that autistic may be one of those concepts on which I am followed around by an invisible Zen Master who will whap me upside the head if I say that I am or if I say that I am not one of those. (It happened with fannish.) Fifty years ago I decided that the most important Two Kinds of People is those who live in the world and those who live in their minds and deal with the world, and that I am one of the latter. I found two brilliant writers of that sort—Robert Anson Heinlein and Robert Anton Wilson—and learned much from them without entirely agreeing with either. I thought that Jung’s extravert/introvert was that distinction, but it’s more complicated than that. I keep thinking about that. Maybe we should call it allistic/autistic or externalist/internalist, but it seems to me to matter a lot.

Nashville

May. 24th, 2016 06:17 am
supergee: (guitar)
Listening to Johnny Cash & Jerry Lee Lewis in my teenage years, I never figured my first visit to Music City would be for a two-woman wedding, but it was and we had a great time. Felicitations, Terry & Luisa. We made it back OK despite the incompetence of Orbitz.
supergee: (fandom)
On this date in 1977, I printed up and sent out my first zine, The Diagonal Relationship. Most of the good things in my life now come from that.

Citizen

Apr. 19th, 2016 02:16 pm
supergee: (yellow dog)
I voted for Bernie. I will vote for the Democrat in November.

Platform

Apr. 12th, 2016 10:23 am
supergee: (me-kinda)
Every year I go to the International Conference on the Fantastic in the Arts, which welcomes people who openly support a belief system that gave us gulags, the Cultural Revolution, and a heroic effort to wipe out everyone with the privilege of literacy, all in a space of less than a century. And I’m in favor of that because First Amendment.

But that’s easy for me to say, because I know they’re not going to be able to enforce their ideas on me. Women, POC, and queers often don’t have that comfort in dealing with those who want to suppress them.

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