"Can't nobody tell me nothin'..."
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Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!
I hope you're doing okay. A recent piece from the NY Times made me think of you.
Ha! Swaggerjacked by the NY Times! (J/K. This is an obvious take) www.nytimes.com/2024/11/10/t...
— Danno E. Cabeza (@dannoecabeza.bsky.social) November 13, 2024 at 8:45 AM
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This is a little explainer: Who the Hell do I think I am?
I first published this when I initially joined the Bluesky social network. A lot has happened since then, so I'm re-upping it with an update as of November 2024.
As noted in an earlier post, I got control of my fight-or-flight reflex on Thursday afternoon, and that let me at least get some handle on the uncontrollable rage I've felt since the election. I remain deeply concerned for the fate of our country, and I remain personally disappointed in you, dear reader, in a highly individual manner. However, I'm finally starting to get to a place where I myself can at least move forward.
At this point, that is all I can do.
… that no one has tried to save my soul in the comments.
I’m not inviting it. I’m just surprised.
These posts aren’t advertised anywhere, so they aren’t getting any traction. However, enough people have seen them that I’ve been expecting some rage or hurt feelings or something.
My daughter was diagnosed with Celiac's Disease recently. She's doing much better since getting the diagnosis, though she cries often because stuff that's supposed to be gluten free actually turns out to have trace amounts of gluten, sending her into painful fits on the floor.
I realize that you don't care. You just voted to defund the FDA, and in any event, ain't nobody looking out for the little guy in Modern America. It's all, "Fuck you, I got mine," no?
But it's made me wonder. How does one diagnose or treat Celiac's Disease in a world in which the Earth is flat, vaccines don't work, climate change is a hoax, and science isn't real? I am legitimately curious.
I'm sitting in corporate training on communication and meeting etiquette -- yeah, really -- and unbelievably, the instructor just explained how and why I've been feeling what I've been feeling since the election. Apparently, our fight-or-flight reflex is closely correlated with our herd reflex.
