This morning I’m up in the Bretnizone—where I wake too early and do too much on Prednizone. One of the things I love about regular disability mornings is sitting on our couch with a cup of coffee bearing witness to the silent movement of morning light across our apartment. Sounds peaceful, right?…
The Tumblr Brand Advisory Panel Requests You
Love Tumblr? Want to help make Tumblr better? Certainly you do. The Tumblr Brand Advisory Panel is the surveys you love in the advisory panel you’ve been dreaming of. (And, yes, this is legit.)
Thanks already for doing this. It means the world.
Normally we don’t get involved with private affairs, but the continued outpouring of grief, praise, remembrance, and love for Robin Williams we’ve seen on Tumblr has been staggering. He gave his gifts selflessly, and was a beacon of sorts to those of us who had a weird time figuring out how our energies and talents fit into the world.
Remember, if you’re struggling, there’s help. We love ya, Tumblr.
And goodbye, Robin. We love you, too.
To those he touched who are sending kind words, know that one of his favorite things in the world was to make you all laugh. As for those who are sending negativity, know that some small, giggling part of him is sending a flock of pigeons to your house to poop on your car. Right after you’ve had it washed. After all, he loved to laugh too…
Peaceful breeze on an Adirondack lake
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Christie Aschwanden, writing for the NYT:
Most men are not creeps, and they have a powerful role to play here. During a field trip at a journalism conference a few years ago, I had an engaging conversation with a keynote speaker. As we parted, he told me, in front of two other men, “Your husband shouldn’t let you out of the house.
”The two bystanders brushed off this insulting attempt at a compliment. It was easier for them to let it go than to call out a friend, and their behavior said it was all right to treat me like that. […]
It will take chief executives, department heads, laboratory directors, professors, publishers and editors in chief to take a stand and say: Not on my watch. I don’t care if you’re my friend or my favorite colleague; we don’t treat women like that.
Pretty sure I wouldn’t have said anything either. And I probably would have smiled, almost entirely out of discomfort.
Not on my watch… any more.