WHUUUUUUMMMPPPPHHHH. !
wait for it the concussive wave, (that would be the pressure wave you feel from lightning very close). OR I will truly hope ::::: happens in the minds of more peoples.
Been in this situation. It also took me YEARS to figure out, because Nobody talks above this stuff in the open.
As I sit here at my two hour Spravato treatment, I’m thinking about how we talk about depression and whose job it is to do scicomm and health comm about depression.
I’ve had clinical suicidal depression for 24 years, I’ve been in therapy, done inpatient, taken meds, done treatments. I know a lot about it and can help people with the process. I love being a resource for friends new to navigating the options.
But I don’t want to be The Depression Person. Depression is just some background noise that gets in the way of who I actually am. I wanna talk prairie and plants and history!
I hate talking about my depression and suicidiality. I don’t care about receptors and inhibitors and brain chemistry. I don’t want to make work about it. I get rip-roaring furious talking about anti-medication activism, discourse and stigmas around getting help. I have zero interest in getting into it about The Psychiatry Industry, pharmaceuticals, or insurance.
So what action should I take? As a beneficiary of this complex and nuanced field of depression treatment, as a person who uses images to communicate, what am I morally obliged to do? Should I use my experience to educate people? Wouldn’t that make me a corpo shill? A pharma shill? A psychiatry apologist?
I hate that objective, concrete quality of life improvements I have had will be met with hostility and bad faith responses. I’m afraid of the inevitable backlash any depression treatment educational material I make will have. This seems especially pertinent as we in the US are going to have RFK, a man who has explicitly targeted antidepressants, as part of our government. What is my obligation here? What is the right thing to do?
Idk man. I just want to draw and talk about plants. But it sure would have been nice if I had known any of this depression stuff like, a decade earlier.
Sailboat obscured
In the most 1776 manner, Do Not Tread On My/Any Library 🐍
Because Library is a safe place.
I FEEL YOU MAN. !
From my time on the farm and living this.
Slimy and so totally hard to move when you as the person has to move them. AAAUUUGGGGHHHHH. !
In the end , they are cute.
Newborn calves are:
- very cute
Newborn calves are also:
- very slimy
- not aware that they have legs
- not aware that their legs all work at the same time
- unsure what shapes are or how eyes work really or what a cow looks like
- totally useless at yielding to body pressure
- completely willing to follow anything warm, and taller than them, provided that it moves and smells kind of like a cow. Even if the only reason it smells like a cow is because it was touching them.
- still pretty cute
Took off for a couple days. One day we did get to do hiking. These are from Starved Rock state park. The upper then lower ends. The river (Illinois) then canyons. River actually shows a grain barge going through the locks. Then Council Bluff (which from this aspect is a cave) A Native American site 8000years old. ! Yes we took the dog. That reoccurring person is my partner, who just can’t stay out of my photos. Ha !
Ha. !
That’s where it is.! I swear, just got distracted for a moment waiting on the modem to log in.
Some (older/ancient) peoples will understand.
An observation hiking, Out and about a couple days ago.
Not all that unusual of a sight, except that was in Wisconsin on January 17th (above the 45th parallel) , the temperature was 34F. The only time the temperature was above 27F in the previous nine days and every day since. That little guy should be hibernating this whole time. ! Today started out at -3F. It’s COLD.
You cannot imagine how much I wish this!!!!!
I started with computers, hacking a Commodore 64, building my own board for new chips,
When there were no mice to click. ! You had to type everything. And write your code to make it work.
When I got a power Mac and access to real processing chips, I thought I was in heaven.
Now there are so many barriers to doing any of that, and they tell me this makes it better for me !
NO, IT DOESN’T. !
When I actually buy something I get to do whatever the fuck I want with it, because I bought it. !
I take complete responsibility for doing risky things. That’s all on me.
I miss the old, good internet, but I don’t want to bring it back.
I want a new, good internet. One where users can’t be locked in because we make it legal to:
• reverse-engineer products and services, so you can leave a social media platform but still send and receive messages from the people you leave behind;
• jailbreak your devices so you can remove antifeatures like surveillance, ink-locking or repair-blocking; • move your media and files out of the silo whence they originated and into any player you want.
I want a new, good internet where we constrain the conduct of tech companies, banning unfair labor practices, deceptive marketing, corporate hostage-taking and other forms of rent-extraction.
I want a new, good internet where it’s both illegal to impose bossware on your employees, and where those employees can legally hack the bossware their bosses shove down their throats.
I want a new, good internet where creative workers and their audiences can reliably connect with one another, where news reporting isn’t held hostage to extractive processes.
I want a new, good internet where we seize the means of computation so that the digital infrastructure that connects our romantic, personal, political, civic, economic, educational and family and social lives is operated by and for the people who use it.
-Enshitternet: The old, good internet deserves a new, good internet