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DNA kits

this lava pit

We're already killing your kids

ochre

as an E.S.L. student from a family of illiterate rice farmers,

Surrendering

dogs

THE SKINNY WOMAN WHO IS BEAUTIFUL AND TONED BUT ALSO GLUTTONOUS AND DISGUSTING

(Josh Lucas. Is that his name? I know it’s two first names. Josh George? Brad Mike? Fred Tom? Yes, it’s Fred Tom.)

Vulcans

Katherine Heigl

Ripley from Alien

2011

And so we have a generation of young people on social media so terrified of having the wrong opinions that they have robbed themselves of the opportunity to think and to learn and to grow. I have spoken to young people who tell me they are terrified to tweet anything, that they read and re-read their tweets because they fear they will be attacked by their own. The assumption of good faith is dead. What matters is not goodness but the appearance of goodness. We are no longer human beings. We are now angels jostling to out-angel one another. God help us. It is obscene.

Asking that my name be removed from your biography is not sabotaging your career.

This person has created a space in which social media followers have – and this I find unforgiveable – trivialized my parents’ death, claiming that the sudden and devastating loss of my parents within months of each other during this pandemic, was ‘punishment’ for my ‘transphobia.’ This person has asked followers to pick up machetes and attack me. This person began a narrative that I had sabotaged their career, a narrative that has been picked up and repeated by others.

ugliness of the energy

ungracious tone

d not been asked for permission to use my name,

After I gave the March 2017 interview in which I said that a trans woman is a trans woman, I was told that this person had insulted me on social media, calling me, among other things, a murderer.

You can call your opportunism by any name

fame taints our view of the humanity of famous people

I hope mothering X is everything you hoped and prayed for and more.

noxious

I fully support the rights of trans people and all marginalized people.

Then I gave an interview in March 2017 in which I said that a trans woman is a trans woman, (the larger point of which was to say that we should be able to acknowledge difference while being fully inclusive, that in fact the whole premise of inclusiveness is difference.)

feminism

Falsehood flies, and the Truth comes limping after it, as Jonathan Swift wrote.

silence makes a lie begin to take on the shimmer of truth.

people will write and say false things about you.

THREE PARTS

OBSCENE

As for the young women at the New Jersey clinic, they are visibly upset by one aspect of the egg-donation process: they can’t have sexual intercourse for several weeks after the retrieval.

And the market continues to zip along.

female fetuses as a source of donor eggs.

One day, donors may not even have to have lived.

the family.

Center for Surrogate Parenting and Egg Donation

Unfortunately, the future looks bright for the egg market.

transaction is only “a slightly macabre version of adoption.”

“If it is unethical to accept payment for loving your neighbor, then we’ll have to stop paying baby-sitters.”

More recently, women past menopause have begun to make use of this technology.)

It was twenty years ago this summer that the first test-tube baby, Louise Brown, was born.

Some infertile couples and independent brokers are offering even more for “reproductive material.” The International Fertility Center in Indianapolis, Indiana, for instance, places ads in the Daily Princetonian offering Princeton girls as much as $35,000 per cycle. The National Fertility Registry, which, like many egg brokerages, features an online catalogue for couples to browse in, advertises $35,000 to $50,000 for Ivy League eggs. While donors are normally paid a flat fee per cycle, there have been reports of higher payments to donors who produce more eggs. College girls are the perfect donors. Younger eggs are likelier to be healthy, and the girls themselves frequently need money—college girls have long been susceptible to classified ads offering to pay them for acting as guinea pigs in medical research. One 1998 graduate of the University of Colorado set up her own website to market her eggs. She had watched a television show on egg donation and figured it “seemed like a good thing to do”—especially since she had spent her money during the past year to help secure a country music record deal. “Egg donation would help me with my school and music expenses while helping an infertile couple with a family.” Classified ads scattered throughout cyberspace feature similar offers.

But it’s good money—and getting better.

It is not a pleasant way to make money. Unlike sperm donation, which is over in less than an hour, egg donation takes the donor some 56 hours and includes a battery of tests, ultrasound, self-administered injections, and retrieval. Once a donor is accepted into a program, she is given hormones to stimulate the ovaries, changing the number of eggs matured from the usual one per month up to as many as fifty. A doctor then surgically removes the eggs from the donor’s ovary and fertilizes them with the designated sperm. Although most programs require potential donors to undergo a series of medical tests and counseling, there is little indication that most of the young women know what they are getting themselves into. They risk bleeding, infection, and scarring. When too many eggs are matured in one cycle, it can damage the ovaries and leave the donor with weeks of abdominal pain. (At worst, complications may leave her dead.) Longer term, the possibility of early menopause raises the prospect of future regret. There is also some evidence of a connection between the fertility drugs used in the process and ovarian cancer.

o forbid, warn, suggest, and persuade.

sagacious

Demon,

[1864]

they are all dethroned kings.

the books fashionable at that time (sixteen or seventeen years ago)

prose poem

Let's Beat Up the Poor

[citation needed]

November 7 – The capital of Idaho Territory is moved from Lewiston to Boise; North Idaho declares the move illegal, and proposes secession.

a threadof vital light

a quee

his

bare-backed down

vociferation,

rooks

the share

benignant,

ga

y like butterflies

commonest yel-low-underwing

are not properly to be called moths

run a retail company

ty sociology departments sho

a fat-faced fellow named Obsle. He wasgross, genial, and inquisitive.

Mr. Ai! Nowhere near it. Tall as astreet-lamp, they said, thin as a sledge-runner, soot-black and slant-eyed—an ice-ogre Iexpected, a monster! Nothing of the kind. Only you're darker than most of us." "Earth-colored," I said.

I slept an hour and woke in the grip of a nightmare about explosions,invasion, murder, and conflagration.

I sent the Regent a note in which I quoted to him the question I had put to the Foretellers ofOtherhord and the answer I had got. Tibe made no response

We ought to regard the present state of the universe as the effect of its antecedent state and as the cause of the state that is to follow. An intelligence knowing all the forces acting in nature at a given instant, as well as the momentary positions of all things in the universe, would be able to comprehend in one single formula the motions of the largest bodies as well as the lightest atoms in the world, provided that its intellect were sufficiently powerful to subject all data to analysis; to it nothing would be uncertain, the future as well as the past would be present to its eyes. The perfection that the human mind has been able to give to astronomy affords but a feeble outline of such an intelligence. (Laplace 1820)

hunger, poverty, climate change, global conflict, obesity,

exhibitions are a distraction that results in pregnancies, dropouts and the contraction of AIDS and herpes.

it is expected to die.

bawdy

Vaccine Adverse Event Reporting System

“We are not blaming any pharmaceutical company,”

an upset stomach and trouble breathing

Vaccine Adverse Event Reporting System

Ascent

empathy

You mean a live lobster?

Emigrate

1968,

bored

siren

badinage

somnolence

sacerdotal

cavil

N

pot, but

coolie

euthanize

sands stretch

Nothing beside remains

Nothing beside remains

Nothing beside remains

sands stretch

Nothing beside remains

yet survive

well those passions read

visage

I

a gigantic Leg

trunkless

aid: T

Picasso sculpture in Chicago

believe Graham laid an egg.

intended

April 14, 1995

annals

turning California’s forests from carbon sinks to carbon sources.

f the Siberian Arctic.

rhetoric

anti-conservative bias implemented via shadow bans and rigged algorithms.

founder and CEO of Twitter,

soon fade into a little cry room for the leftists babies who need a safe space from words

The Far Right

‘Free Speech!’ cry the snowflakes seeking a place to vent about their triggered feelings.

echolocation

symphony of echolocation

moon, at the orb that pulled the water out from under its fins

he knew he was going to die,

Four hours until high tide

Last year a non-profit spent $10,000 transporting a whale to an aquarium in Florida, where it died only three days after arriving. That same $10,000 could have purchased hundreds of thousands of food rations.

When we hear that the lady on the next street over has cancer, we don’t see the entire town flock to her house. We push and shove and wet whales all day, then walk home through town past homeless men curled up on benches — washed up like whales on the curb sides. Pulled outside by the moon and struggling for air among the sewers. They’re suffocating too, but there’s no town assembly line of food. No palpable urgency, no airlifting plane.

“Free Willie”

Flipper

camaraderie

It’s the “My Dog Skip” effect. The “Homeward Bound” syndrome.

imminent

Intelligence

Moby Dick

Jonah

sheer immensity

People are strange about animals. Especially large ones. Daily, on the docks of Wellfleet Harbor, thousands of fish are scaled, gutted and seasoned with thyme and lemon. No one strokes their sides with water. No one cries when their jaws slip open.

palpably

I know this because I watched as 23 whale mouths unhinged

As 23 pairs of whale eyes glazed over.

Although their ancestors lived on land

conscious breathers

bathymetry

find their footing

whales are often beached in groups, huddled together in clusters and rows

jittery

moon watches

oscillating

moon pulls waters

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sepsis

discriminate

centrifugal

it kills

worm

O You——

Taroc

wars, wars, wars.

Frisco

Ach, du

Nauset

Marble

have had

The food he liked was broughtto him without hesitation by the attendants; he seemed not even to miss his freedom; his noble body,furnished almost to the bursting point with all that it needed, seemed to carry freedom around with it too;somewhere in his jaws it seemed to lurk; and the joy of life streamed with such ardent passion from histhroat that for the onlookers it was not easy to stand the shock of it

Many more days went by, however, and that too came to an end. Anoverseer’s eye fell on the cage oneday and he asked the attendants why this perfectly good cage should be left standing there unused withdirty straw inside it; nobody knew, until one man, helped outby the notice board, remembered about thehunger artist. They poked into the straw with sticks and found him in it. “Are you still fasting?” asked theoverseer, “when on earth do you mean to stop?” “Forgive me, everybody,” whispered the hunger artist;only the overseer, who had his ear to the bars, understood him. “Of course,” said the overseer, and tappedhis forehead with a finger to let the attendants know what state the man was in, “we forgive you.” “I alwayswanted you to admire my fasting,” said the hunger artist. “Wedo admire it,” said the overseer, affably.“But you shouldn’t admire it,” said the hunger artist. “Wellthen we don’t admire it,” said the overseer,“but why shouldn’t we admire it?” “Because I have to fast, I can’t help it,” said the hunger artist. “What afellow you are,” said the overseer, “and why can’t you help it?” “Because,” said the hunger artist, liftinghis head a little and speaking, with his lips pursed, as if fora kiss, right into the overseer’s ear, so that nosyllable might be lost, “because I couldn’t find the food I liked. If I had found it, believe me, I should havemade no fuss and stuffed myself like you or anyone else.” These were his last words, but in his dimmingeyes remained the firm though no longer proud persuasion thathe was still continuing to fast.

no one, not eventhe artist himself, knew what records he was already breaking

obstinate self-assertiveness

he could astound theworld by establishing a record never yet achieved, a statement that certainly provoked a smile among theother professionals, since it left out of account the changein public opinion, which the hunger artist in hiszeal conveniently forgot

adopting another profession, hewas not only too old for that but too fanatically devoted to fasting

on

And he looked up into theeyes of the ladies who were apparently so friendly and in reality so cruel

there were no limits to his capacity for fasting

is bet

To fight againstthis lack of understanding, against a wholeworld of non-understanding, was impossible

The impresariocame forward, without a word—for the band made speech impossible—lifted his arms in the air above theartist, as if inviting Heaven to look down upon this creaturehere in the straw, this suffering martyr, whichindeed he was, although in quite another sense; grasped him around the emaciated waist, with exaggeratedcaution, so that the frail condition he was in might be appreciated; and committed him to the care of theblenching ladies, not without secretly giving him a shakingso that his legs and body tottered and swayed.

Why stop fasting at this particular moment, after fortydays of it?

continuous

No one couldpossibly watch the hunger artist continuously, day and night

the honor of his profession

have some secret recourse to

suallybutchers, strangely enough

ribs sticking out so prominently

it was the children’s specialtreat to see the hunger artist

torch flares

effect

season tickets