Rebecca Dean

This is absolutely brilliant.

Canada is the country from which my ancestors immigrated most recently, but that's still in the 1870s, so...

Although I was wrong. It was 1849.

Lolol

A text sent between two people. The first text says “how recently did we have ancestors that actually lived in Ireland?” the response is “1847.” she responded “damn so not very recently.”

Thus dies 19yo’s dream of EU citizenship.

Spreadsheet with notes as follows: Meh. Teenage b-grade drama Kinda dull for a plot that involves ghosts, hidden bodies, incest, and a bunch of random creepy shit Same universe as the Oregon prepper mystery. Ending made no damn sense but whatever Worth reading too poorly written even for me Waaaaaaaah There's so little depth it reads more like a plot outline. Not worth reading the rest Still not sure why I'm reading these Mystery about forensic dna. Not bad. Not sure I actually read this Noped the fuck out on page 2 when I realized it was Elon Musk fan fic Honestly, not sure why I'm still reading this. It is so poorly written. However, the story is fun. I got through about half of it. It has some serious potential, but the author is either 12 or an incel or both. The main character is just too unlikeable but also none of it makes sense from a character development perspective Up in the air about reading the next one. Lots of nationalistic stereotypes. Mildly sexist. Decent read but plot jumps around. Having trouble keeping everyone straight. Enjoyable. Didn't realize it was an erotic romance until too late Too much teenage romance not enough actual mystery or interesting puzzles Not bad but I got bored and never finished. Worth reading if you can't find anything else Worth reading but main character is just a D and D manic pixie dream girl. Hoping she gets a personality at some point. Skyrim fan fiction, basically. Plot like a series of d and d campaigns with no overarching plot It really needs a plot beyond she fights random things and gets stronger. OTOH I'm still reading. Meh. Maybe if I'm desperate for a mystery OK, this is actually a surprisingly interesting thought-experiment about inclusive evolution and collective action. Mystery. Poorly written and absolutely nonsensical. Didn't get past the first few chapters

I read. Like, a lot. So I keep a spreadsheet of what I've read and take a few notes. Otherwise, I can't remember if it's worth reading again or if I'm willing to read the sequels. I was looking at my notes for the last couple of months. Not sure how helpful they really are. LOL

The risk for babies who get measles under the age of 6 months to develop this within 10 years is 1 in 600.

Please. You really, really want this vaccine. Not only did I go through hell at the time, but it took 4 years (4 years!) for the pain to fully go away, and I still sometimes get phantom itching when I'm stressed.

I think the imposter syndrome that is common among academics -- and particularly first gen or academics of color -- is related to belonging. Or lack thereof.

It's got all my loves: anthropological understandings of community; intersectionality and identity; racial/ethnic identity development; politics; hating on greek life; theories around learning, etc., etc.

I'm really enjoying this topic. And I'm sure I'll find out that it's either really original and useful or I'm just restating what everyone else already knows. LOLOL

I honestly just couldn't keep working this evening, even though I've got an important deadline Wednesday. I am just wiped out.

But, I found my motivation in writing about belonging in higher ed, and I'm up to 5k words in my article draft.

a little girl is laying on the floor in a playground with the words status written on the bottom ALT: a little girl is laying on the floor in a playground with the words status written on the bottom

So. Damn. Exhausted.

Even my greatest generation grandparents needed two incomes (or two people working the farm). Also they all died in their early 60s.

Is this some kind of universal thing? I’m having the same damn problem.

He was so obviously guilty that the police were following him around, but I remember my mom’s boss saying, “oh it can’t be him. Our families attend the same church and he’s there every Sunday!”

The crimes can happen anywhere. It’s the denial that seems particular to small towns. East Lansing is bigger than Morris but there was a similar dynamic around the serial killer who was active when I was a kid.

Are you truly a small town if your Facebook group isn’t arguing about whether a lifelong resident is a bad person just because she was convicted for making and dealing meth and then either caused or at least didn’t get help for a baby’s brain injury in her in home daycare?

One seriously under-stressed aspect to the Salem trials: the sheriff, who was related by blood and marriage to a lot of the judges, was confiscating and redistributing the estates and belongings of everyone convicted of witchcraft, whether they were executed or not.

Yeah. I mean, I like a good gossip as much as the next person, but when you're still holding a grudge about which toys you got for Christmas 70 years earlier, it's time for some serious medication.

Sometimes I think that the biggest barrier between me and much of my (maternal-line) family is my complete and total lack of drama.

“Has everyone been fed?’’ North Carolina, one year after Hurricane Helene While local heroes work to exhaustion to make their families and communities whole, aid promised by President Trump has been slow to arrive.

From today's sermon:

Has everyone been fed?

Not yet. Not yet.

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I haven't gotten far enough yet, but at the point I'm at, the deputy governor was leading the trials and clearly pushing the narrative. Maybe when the governor got back (I think he was dealing with a war at the time) he squashed it all. But, yes, it seems like many people already knew it was crap.

Essential read: a statement from Cardinal Cupich. www.archchicago.org/statement/-/...

💯 I refuse to call it anything else. And returning to the land of Meijer’s was a definite highlight of moving back to MI.

Interesting.

I will say, I always laugh at “we’re the descendants of the witches you didn’t burn.” As the historian for a line that goes back to the great puritan migration: those folks were so ridiculously inbred. We’re the descendants of the witches, accusers, judges, and each of their kids. 🤣

I was in my 40s when I read an article about Michigan linguistic quirks that mentioned Meijer’s vs Meijer. I literally spent an hour looking up the company, pictures of store signs online, etc, convinced that they had the store name wrong. 🤣

Really?! I didn’t know that! Fascinating

I’m only halfway through but I keep wondering how the hell these people lived with each other afterwards. In such a small and insular society, how do you spend the rest of your life with the neighbor who, at 12 years old, got you husband tortured to death?

I also didn’t realize that there were plenty of acknowledgments that the proceedings were illegitimate at the time: ministers kept some well-connected accused out of the court knowing that there were no innocent verdicts possible. Official records were destroyed immediately afterwards.