Posts Tagged ‘work’
I’ve managed to watch more baseball in the past week and a half than I saw the entire regular season. Great to see former Met Rusty Staub after his heart attack. Rooting for the Mets, or if they get eliminated, the Cubs. Just realized that the World Series Game 5 would be November. If it’s the Dodgers in the Series, I’m rooting for the American League team.
ALSO, my office is moving this week. Note to self: do NOT pick up anything over 20 pounds.
Understanding Mass Incarceration and Bringing It Down: An Interview With James Kilgore.
The War on Science, even in Canada.
John Scalzi on Hurricane Katrina, and poverty. “Being Poor,” Ten Years On.
The Truth of ‘Black Lives Matter’: “They are NOT asserting that black lives are more precious than white lives.”
Mr. Frog linked to Here’s How New Texas Public School Textbooks Write About Slavery.
No, Mount McKinley’s former and new name, “Denali,” does NOT mean “Black Power” in Kenyan. Or Swahili. Denali means “the great one” in the local Athabaskan language of Alaska.
Jaquandor asked his readers: “How do you allocate your vacation time?
“What I mean is this: suppose you get, say, three weeks of vacation time a year. Do you take three entire weeks off? Or do you scatter the days off throughout the year by taking a three-day weekend here, a four-day weekend there, and so on?”
Here’s the truth: vacation is difficult for me.
When I worked at FantaCo (1980-1988), I always felt that if I left for too long Read the rest of this entry »
I have noted that this past winter was tough. The cold. Attending four funerals in the first ten weeks of 2015. One of my library buds leaving work at the end of January. Black History Month stuff. Friends of the Library stuff.
Plus the family sickness chain. The last week in February – the Daughter, the week before her church play. By March 1, she was better, but I felt awful. Yet I had an adult education class to teach, scripture to read during the service, and needed to attend that aforementioned play.
I said, OUT LOUD, that day, “If I didn’t have all these things to do, I would have stayed home.”
So you would think I’d have listened to myself Read the rest of this entry »
On Facebook, around MLK’s birthday this year, I noted that that, at the time of his death, Martin Luther King Jr. was hated by much of white America, and that the adoration with which he is now held is a function of a civil rights leader frozen, and distorted, over time.
This Facebook friend of a friend took exception to my assertion. “With a statement like that, you obviously were unaware that the only white people who were glad he was dead was the white bigots in power Read the rest of this entry »