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Happy Saturday!

I'm going to be doing a little maintenance today. It will likely cause a tiny interruption of service (specifically for www.dreamwidth.org) on the order of 2-3 minutes while some settings propagate. If you're on a journal page, that should still work throughout!

If it doesn't work, the rollback plan is pretty quick, I'm just toggling a setting on how traffic gets to the site. I'll update this post if something goes wrong, but don't anticipate any interruption to be longer than 10 minutes even in a rollback situation.

podcast friday

Mar. 13th, 2026 07:26 am
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 Let's take a little break from reality and talk about romantasy! Escapist tales of fucking fairies and immortal elves and nothing to do with politics whatsoever, right?

Okay you know whose blog you're reading here. Two new-to-me podcasts with great names, Ordinary Unhappiness and In Bed With the Right, did a crossover episode, "Romantasy, Fantasy, and Trauma." For someone who has never read a romantasy (but read a lot of the precursors) I'm kind of obsessed with it as a genre and even more obsessed with the discourse around it. 

Disregarding the people whose opinions I don't care about, there are kind of two opposing takes on its appeal.

This is a fundamentally conservative genre that encourages women to become tradwives and relish in our own oppression.
This is actually a liberatory genre that allows women to explore their fantasies and traumas.

I don't think either side is fully right or wrong here, and that tension is worth exploring. This episode starts from two positions that many critics and admirers of the genre neglect: That women have agency, and that not everything women like is inherently feminist. From there it looks at where the romantasy boom came from, what its appeal is, and what it says about the psychology of its readers. I came away without a spicy take beyond that it turns out that a lot of the stories I wrote and never showed anyone when I was in my teens and twenties actually fit pretty neatly into the genre, which means that either BookTok girlies and I read a lot of the same books growing up, or there's something very deep in our culture that it speaks to, such that we reproduce the tropes unthinkingly.

I also find it interesting (not really discussed on this episode) that for all that the romance formula is reified into tropes and beats and commercial genre fiction is expected to at least somewhat engage with word counts and structure, romantasy really does appear to be an exception, and you can still write and sell stupidly long books in which nothing much happens, and no one complains about it. Dear Publishing Industry: Another world is possible.

Reading Wednesday

Mar. 11th, 2026 07:41 am
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 Just finished: Lullabies For Little Criminals by Heather O'Neill. Naturally, this was great, and surprisingly uplifting at the end. I don't have a lot to add after last week—if you haven't read it, I highly recommend it.

Currently reading: Indigenous Ingenuity: A Celebration of Traditional North American Knowledge by Deidre Havrelock and Edward Kay. This is a kids' book about technologies and traditional knowledge systems used by pre-contact Indigenous peoples. I'm reading it for work but it's been on my radar for awhile. It's quite good and informative, if you can get past three things that I find cringe: 1) the kind of writing for children that includes lines like "Do you think you would enjoy being creative?", 2) a certain exuberant reiteration of "gosh, weren't Indigenous people SMART and RESOURCEFUL" as if they're not that now, and if we need to be constantly reassured, and 3) it's pretty American-centric, though it does mention Nations on the land currently known as Canada as well. But very useful overall, and the problems I find with it are largely centred around my own dislike of how books for children are written and fairly significant but subtle framing between the US and Canada as to how we talk about Indigenous civilizations and sovereignty.
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The good:
  • Scott Joplin wanted to write an opera and did (two, actually, but the first has not survived).
  • The audience was hyped. This was the first performance for the WNO since leaving the Kennedy Center, and the artistic director, Francesca Zambello, and general manager, Timothy O'Leary, received a standing ovation when they came out before the performance to give their standard welcome. The WNO had to arrange for new venues, a new ticketing system, and a new website all in the middle of the season. I still think Zambello has terrible taste in sets (or likes to hire directors or designers who do), but even I got out of my seat for them.
  • It's amazing what color and pattern can do: IMG_9978 The set was not lavish, but the detailed patterns and clever lighting did a lot to enliven the stage on a budget.
  • The director (Denyce Graves), conductor (Kedrick Armstrong), composer (Scott Joplin), and principal singers and dancers were all Black. This was clearly a labor of love for everyone involved, and they looked like they were having a good time.
  • I liked the choreography, and there was a lot of variation in styles throughout. The dancers were also very good.
  • In general there was a sense of joy that I'm not sure I've felt at a WNO performance, not even the gala.
The perfectly fine:
  • As the Wikipedia page for the opera notes, most of the music is not ragtime, so I didn't know what to expect. There are some lovely moments, but I think the most impressive achievement is invoking African American music in an otherwise standard opera. I leave it to others to debate whether it works or was a good idea.
  • There wasn't a bad singer in the bunch, though the Lisner Auditorium is smaller than the KC Opera House, so the orchestra was smaller and it was easier for voices to reach the cheap seats.
  • At one point, Vivian Goodwin (Treemonisha) sang and danced at the same time. This happens in other operas, but this dance was more physically demanding than, say, Carmen's or Salome's. It was closer to Zerbinetta.
The bad:
  • The auditorium was too warm, and we had made the mistake of eating a lot of salty fried food before hand. I should've bought a bottle of water before the performance, but the lobby was so small and crowded that I didn't want bother.
  • The overture was way too long.
  • I didn't like the mix of plain dialogue (added by Kyle Bass because some parts of the original opera have been lost), recitative, and through-composed singing.
  • Joplin's libretto rhymed, which was super, super annoying. It was like a 90-minute nursery rhyme.
  • WNO chose to highlight that the heroine of the story is an educated, peaceful Black woman, but there was also a didactic, preachy tone and an undercurrent of expectation that people should be able to pull themselves out of bad circumstances. Apparently in the Black community at the beginning of the 20th century, this was largely the influence of Booker T. Washington. I'm not a fan of blaming individuals for systemic failures.
  • At one point near the end, Goodwin let out this high-pitched shriek that sounded like a cat fight. I'm pretty sure it was a mistake, just not sure whether it was Goodwin's or Joplin's.

time out

Mar. 6th, 2026 11:13 pm
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I had the week off from work (though I did some work most days) and was able to catch up a bit on chores and sleep. I saw my optometrist, who confirmed that my prescription has changed, which is probably why I can't read for more than an hour without getting a headache. I scheduled an appointment with a new dentist. I took three bags of clothing and shoes to our local recycling center and donated a trunk full of household items to a thrift store. I think one sign of a tougher economy is the selection at thrift stores--there really wasn't much that tempted me, and it was easy to leave empty handed. I left my garden shears at the small engine repair place to be sharpened (gotta pick 'em up tomorrow). 

I napped every day but yesterday. We have a mouse problem, so I finally scheduled to have someone give an estimate for work to seal the house against entry. [The previous vendor put down snap traps but never seemed to completely seal the entry points.] Then in the afternoon I had a work call and spent some time cleaning items to donate. 

It's been a while since my last visit to a thrift store. I still like seeing what people are giving away; e.g., "smores makers" are still taking up shelf space, and most of the kitchen utensils were black plastic, probably from that study claiming that black plastic kitchen utensils cause cancer. I did a lot of shopping this week, and one thing I still believe is that there's entirely too much stuff in the world. If we stopped manufacturing mugs (beer, coffee, soup), I bet we wouldn't notice for a couple of years. Same thing for flimsy but ostensibly reusable tote/shopping bags and costume jewelry. 

The other work call I attended this week was for our next alt-text pilot. This time we have a blind scientist who uses screen readers helping us evaluate the vendor's work, and the call was to meet her. She was very nice and kept thanking us for doing the pilot, which was a little embarrassing. It's only a step up from the least we could do. Still, it was nice to see a real reminder of why we should be making our content more accessible. 

We also booked an actual vacation: we're going to Memphis in May for three days. We want to see Sun Studios and Stax Studios and possibly one of the music museums. We're staying at a hotel that has a vinyl lounge; we're hoping it's like the Tokyo record bar we visited, where talking is discouraged and the jacket of the album that's playing is displayed on the bar. 

podcast friday

Mar. 6th, 2026 07:18 am
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 Events, dear friends, have been piling up faster than I can write about them—personal tragedies, global horrors, and work conspiring to keep me at a pace where I have not yet emerged from under the weight of one massive project before I'm saddled with the next. Needless to say things are happening but I get approximately 15 minutes of laptop time a day if the subway cooperates and it's largely spent answering emails.

Anyway, on with the podcasts. This week's episode is from a new-to-me podcast, A Bit Fruity with Matt Bernstein. I heard him on Bad Hasbara and he was very funny and insightful, and his actual podcast doesn't disappoint. My favourite episode so far has been "She Had Elon's Baby. Then, Leopards Ate Her Face," featuring Ashley St. Clair and Juniper.

I didn't know the name off the top of my head but Ashley was one of those far-right grifters/pick-me girls who is very traditionally pretty and thus assumed that there was no need for feminism. She wrote an extremely transphobic children's book that I had actually heard of because it was on one of Queen Coke Francis's video essays*. The title of the episode is not precisely accurate, in that the leopards in question started gnawing Ashley's face before she gave birth, as she had started to turn away from her transphobic stance when she was pregnant with her second child.

You have questions. I also had questions. One of the reasons this particular episode is so good is that Matt handles everything as responsibly as anyone can. He has Juniper (the trans podcaster/editor who, among other accomplishments, popularized "goblin mode"), who was the one who engaged with Ashley as she made her turn away from the dark side. Neither one of them softball the conversation, laying the harms that Ashley did out very clearly, and questioning whether she has actually changed or whether this is another grift (for the record, neither of them conclude that it's a grift).

It's a hard listen because obviously it is. Trans people are being targeted for genocide around the world and especially in the US, and Ashley was one of its instigators. It asks hard questions: Can people change? Is the community that they harmed obligated to believe and accept those changes? What does it mean to make amends and reparations, or to build trust? What can we do to deradicalize people (note: Ashley's redemption arc seems to have started with queer and trans folks engaging her online, which I'm legitimately surprised at)? 

Anyway it brought me a little bit of desperately needed hope so maybe it will help you too.


* Check her out if you do YouTube video essays. She's a drag queen who mainly covers culture war stuff and she's hilarious.

OPERAMANIA: THE REMATCH!!!

Mar. 4th, 2026 12:04 pm
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Sad you didn't get a chance to see OperaMania last year? Well, it's back! On May 8, we will once again see the stars of the Toronto opera stage square off against the Junction City Wrestling crew!

The original is genuinely one of the best nights of live entertainment I've ever been to. I'm so excited to see what they come up with for the next one! If you're in Toronto or could be in May, check it out!

Reading Wednesday

Mar. 4th, 2026 07:08 am
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 It feels very strange and unpleasant to be making my regular book post under the circumstances. Nevertheless.

Just finished: A Drop Of Corruption by Robert Jackson Bennett. This was so much fun, and I'm hooked on the series. It's mostly a lighthearted absolutely nightmare fuel cosmic horror murder mystery, but as the afterword says, it's also kind of a commentary on fantasy's obsession with kings and nobles and what this means for our present political circumstances. Which is to say. Kings. Not a great idea. I disagree with Bennett re: what ASOIaF was trying to do but the book is a great example of how you can smuggle interesting politics in a rip-roaring narrative.

Currently reading: Lullabies For Little Criminals by Heather O'Neill. I love everything she writes and meant to read her most well-known work ages ago but it ended up near the bottom of my physical TBR stack and I'm only now getting to it. This is the story of Baby, a little girl in Montreal whose father is a possibly-schizophrenic heroin addict. Does that sound depressing? Because it is. It's also very much a dark comedy, like it's genuinely fucking hilarious the more searingly awful Baby's life gets. Sometimes I just want fiction to fuck me up, and this does.

February reading

Mar. 1st, 2026 10:18 pm
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February is usually the worst month, but March is not off to a great start. 

There Are Rivers in the Sky, Elif Shafak

Shafak is a good writer, and there are some lovely sentences in this novel that links three lives--Arthur Smith, living in Victorian London; Narin, a Yazidi girl in Turkey in the 2010s; and Zaleeka, a hydrologist living in London in the 2010s who grew up in Iraq. Water is one link; Nineveh is another. All three characters have tough lives, albeit for very different reasons. The ending is not as depressing as I was expecting, but it's definitely not happy. Shafak does explain a lot of the book in the book, which is a little laborious, and the thread about whether water has memory is more fiction than science, but I still enjoyed it.

Richard Strauss: An Intimate Portrait, Kurt Wilhelm

Strauss is my favorite opera composer (I've liked all four I've seen--Ariadne auf Naxos, Capriccio, Elektra, and Salome), but I didn't know much about him.  I picked up this in a used book store on a whim. There isn't much music analysis in this biography (apparently there are other books focused on his work); Wilhelm focuses more on Strauss' life and times. One thing that I found interesting is that he lived through several political transformations, from a king of Bavaria in childhood to seeing the Allies defeat the Nazis. Wilhelm seemed at his happiest when dishing about what other musicians and composers thought of one another, which was largely negative. He has a lot of anecdotes about Strauss being at the same party as, say, Berlioz, but the composers never spoke. So much tea! I also learned that "strauss" means "ostrich," and Strauss was frequently shown as an ostrich in caricatures of the time. Strauss wasn't a Nazi, but he did serve the Nazi government in a couple of ways, particularly overseeing the Bayreuth festival after Toscanini dropped out in protest. According to Wilhelm, after a year or so of appeasement, Goebbels showed up at Strauss' house, shouted at him for an hour, then issued a warrant for his arrest that was never executed. 
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