As someone who has autoimmune diseases, and as someone who has many friends fighting their own battles against them, I appreciate the thought but... UGH.
Look at the last three words: copy and paste. Why? What possible good will that do? Why not "type AMEN and share" or "can I get 10,000 likes" or some other (to my mind) incredibly passive way of supporting people who are depressed, fighting a disease, or otherwise pushing for recognition or bringing attention to a favored cause or point-of-view? Instead, why not encourage people to call their Senator or other elected official to encourage them to fund medical research and health care access? Why not donate to research hospitals looking for cures? Or to hospitals (or health care organizations like Doctors Without Borders who provide care to those in dire situations)? Or, in your hometown, to a hospital or nursing home so those who can't afford good care can get it?
Far too many of my friends - and there are only two people I'm connected to on Facebook who are not friends off Facebook, one of whom was my father's advisee "back in the day" so of course I had to "friend" him - post these things. One of my relatives constantly posts links and pleas to sign online petitions , none of which I sign because they have no weight much less vetting.
Example? The amazing support (in school librarian-land) for Carl Harvey's petition asking for support from the White House to get a certified school librarian in every school. So much excitement, so much chatter... and ultimately, the response was "thanks, we'll pass this along"
How many of these petitions, reposts, AMENS and sharings have an effect? It's the easy way out, the easy way to sit back and think you're actually doing something, honoring someone or supporting a cause. And that's one of the huge problems with Facebook. The goal, as I understand it, was to bring people at Harvard together, to get to know classmates better. The result, or one of the results, has been to encourage a passive form of supporting those in need or getting involved.
I'm thinking of posting a request that friends refrain from reposting memes, gifs, Game of Thrones photos, etc. for a week. How many shares do you think that'll get? Hey: share this post. That'll help!
After a weekendfull (ok, really more like a coupleofyearsfull) of everyone being shocked, saddened, enraged, etc. over the ever more outrageous statements by Trump, it should be clear to all that there's only one thing driving this: his colossal ego.
Does he really believe his statements? Is there any mind at work there? WHO CARES??? If it can lead all the talk shows, dominate headlines and keep attention focused on him, The Donald will say and do anything. He's the little kid who knows that as long as it's attention it's good, even when it's about horrible actions and thoughts.
So... what if we just ignored him? Let him hold a rally or press conference, give a speech, have a heart attack, skinny dip in the Rose Garden, reunite with Ivana - anything. And just ignore it. No commentary. No discussion. No bloviating by employees of former administrations. No outraged twitter reposts and responses.
Put him in a Time Out.
And do that every time he acts less than presidential. Every time he gives an inflammatory speech. Every time he tweets to his base.
It'd drive him crazy.
But maybe, just maybe, we'd all regain our sanity.
My name is Lazygal and I have no life outside reading. For realz.
Anyway, as of this week we have a definite diagnosis for my eye. Last week, a mere two days after stepping down on the Prednisone - and trust me, you do not ever want to go on a high-dose of that drug as the side effects are nasty - I started to relapse. Fast. Emergency trip to the doctor and yes, confirmation. I have CRION. It's something, like my lack of a gallbladder or missing cartilage in my knees or being a mere 5'4.5", that I'll be living with my entire life. And the level of Prednisone I need to prevent further relapses is not sustainable over the long term.
It also means that starting yesterday, we (my doctor and I) will be monitoring my liver and kidney functions as my immune system won't be working due to CellCept, a drug that usually prevents donated organs from being rejected by the donee's body. The good news is that the side effects, beyond an increased susceptibility to the average cough and sniffle, are minimal. No more heart palpitations. No more "post-vomit" mouth taste (one of the better Prednisone side effects!). No more tremors. And, with luck, no more relapses or fear that this will cross into my right eye.
Unfortunately, CellCept takes a couple of months to really take effect. And you can't just stop Prednisone, you have to taper it off. Plus, see above re: needing high levels to be able to prevent relapses. So I'll be taking both for a while. Ugh.
Still, it could be so much worse. I could be unable to work, or read, or watch tv or live a normal life. I could live in Florida or Texas, trying to rebuild my life after Harvey or Irma. I could have an incredibly serious disease that won't easily be controlled by taking pills daily. I could be a Mets fan. Or a Jets fan.
Listening... to Steely Dan. Because. Switching to Alison Moyet before her concert next week.
Watching... almost obsessed with, to be honest, the news. I shouldn't. It's not healthy. But I do worry about our survival as a country and as a species.
Following... this advice as school starts up again.
Uncorking... the last of the Henry of Pelham Baco Noir. Need more. Anyone going to Ontario and willing to bring me back a case?
Looking... at my apartment and wondering what I can weed/declutter next. Consider it Spring Cleaning, Part III
The past few months have been challenging for me, both in terms of my health and in terms of a family medical crisis. I've tried to keep a sense of humor about this, tried to make light of things and focus on the good (all those wonderful day trips planned over the summer? gone. but I did get to read a lot and relax so...). I really, really don't want to be That Friend. And yet. And yet.
As many of my friends are, we're starting the school year. When I've seen colleagues during the Opening Meetings, most haven't known what's happened all summer, and for a few I've told them. Not because I want their sympathy, but because it's the truth: no, summer wasn't what I'd planned but it was ok and here's why. Then I started to realize, I was Eyeore: I had nearly three months off. I saw Hamilton. I read so many books (so many!). I - in perhaps a first for me - finished my Summer To Do List. I watched a lot of crap tv, political tv (yelled at that a lot, too), movies and episodes of Chopped (don't ask). Plenty to be thankful for, right?
So, to those readers who have been following My Tale of Woe, I apologize. I don't want to be That Friend, your Eyeore. And to those friends who I see as being my Eyeore, I'll try to be more tolerant.
- I'm sorry/grateful I didn't read this post comparing different notebooks because I'm now regretting my choice (Leuchtturm1917 in black for daily, Clairfontaine for book award notes) and considering the Nomatic, the Bullet Journal and the Monolith.
- NPR's list of The 150 Greatest Albums Made By Women (opens to the Top 10) has incited a lot of chatter in my Twitter feed. Lists are always fun to ponder, right? Plus, collection development! And it's a little embarrassing how many of these 1980s songs are one my iPod.
- Usually I give my donatables to Boomerangs, but this list of things I could sell for extra money has me thinking.
- My summer plans have been completely derailed, but I can still plan for future travel. And maybe read one of these books before I go
- Must read: A Letter To An Overachiever
- I may have a problem with enewsletters. But without them, how would I have seen this:
- Looking for a good genre fiction read? Here's a list. Think you're well read? I totally failed this quiz.
- Another cool rabbit hole to travel down. And another.
- My family is into puns. They liked these.
- While this is about Quakerism and testimony, it also speaks to good leadership and groupwork.
- Irene used to blog about friendship, and BLARB has great "breakup" advice.
- Warning: Donald J Trump's past Internet lives still live.
- This summer I'm creating an Emergency Box. You should, too.
- The problem with "no problem"
- An 80s take on apps (see what I did there?)
- Might try this on my grandparents' houses - researching your home's history.
"I think of books in the currency of lattes," Wilcox said, pointing out students do buy fancy coffee. "It's a three-latte book, and you have it forever and keep it on your shelf, while the latte you'll pee out in an hour. Somehow, we value the latte and not the book."