Moving with the times.

 New dribbling over on the Stack.

New bandwagon

 I made a Substack. 

Made a typo in the creation but, oh well.

Sadly, they won't.

These two May tweets will be studied for many years. pic.twitter.com/ra9jGmoso1

— Jason #StayHome Kint (@jason_kint) May 29, 2020

As I said over on the tweets.

It will be forgotten within the month. 

And things won't change.

Not until white people change ourselves. 

It's hard work to change because, as children, we were steeped in white supremacy and it is right in there in the deepest insides of ourselves.  I was brought up in a 1980's, middle class, WASP family.  I went to private school.  I voted for Jeff Kennett in my first election.

It's uncomfortable and confronting when you accept that a whole bunch of your reflexive reactions are pretty shitty white supremacy.  But you can't turn your back on it or ignore it.  You have to face that shit and stare yourself out and be. fucking. better. 

Amy Cooper showed us again that it's not just the Right who have a monopoly on racism. My politics are a long way left nowadays, I am, for the most part not racist.  But that white supremacist culture is (still) Australian Culture and it still pops up in weird places.  So I keep looking, keep challenging and examining because it's on me.  I have to do the work and keep on doing the work.  We all do.

 Sadly, most of us won't.

ps I made this

Mr as yet unnamed made his escape into the big bright world on 11 November.

It was quick and uncomplicated and we're looking forward to going home tomorrow. At least I am, he doesn't know anything yet.  But that just means I can make him wear silly outfits and make his decisions for him.  I am going to make the most of that while it lasts.  Especially the silly outfits.

Things you are not supposed to say when you are pregnant

Part 1.  a conversation between my sister and me.

Sister: Don't forget to bring your ultrasound photos.

Me: Okay.  If I forget, I can just print some out from the internet.  They all look the same, right?

I've been looking for the cable for my camera. I think my boyfriend has it but keeps forgetting to look for it.

Until such time, please enjoy this latest offering from the hipster web comic Married to the Sea

December

Once upon a time, this guy I was dating started working at a firm where there were many, many extra-curricular activities. He started referring to these occasions as compulsory fun.

I feel the same way about December.

It gives me a headache.