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A reader named Romy alerted me to the Harry Potter Alliance, bringing fans together for good causes. Here are just a few of their accomplishments over the past decade or so, from their website:


  • A partnership with Walk Free that engaged over 400,000 fans and resulted in Warner Bros. changing the sourcing of their Harry Potter chocolate to be 100% UTZ or Fairtrade.
  • Raising over $123,000 for Partners In Health and sending five cargo planes of life-saving supplies to Haiti.
  • Donations of over 250,000 books across the world through HPA’s Accio Books campaign.

I’m particularly enchanted by the annual Accio Books campaign. And I love that the different houses compete to see which can collect the most books. (Ravenclaw was the winner last year, which seems appropriate somehow.) The whole thing just sounds like fun, collaborative work to make the world a better place.

If you’re interested, you can donate, join a chapter, or volunteer.

J. K. Rowling herself has spoken about the group, saying, “I am honoured and humbled that Harry’s name has been given to such an extraordinary campaign, which really does exemplify the values for which Dumbledore’s Army fought in the books.”

I love seeing fans come together like this. I love the hope and the optimism … and I’m always happy to see how stories can inspire people to change the world for the better.

Goblin: Keep Being Awesome!!!


Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

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Sometimes we have to transfer psychiatric patients from our hospital to a different hospital. Usually it’s because they came in for a medical problem, somebody realized during their stay that they also had a psychiatric problem, but our psych unit is either full or doesn’t take their insurance.

Regulations say that every transfer from one hospital to another has to be done by ambulance. It doesn’t matter if the patient is in the hospital for depression, or obsessive-compulsive disorder, or something else where it’s hard to see why an ambulance would be necessary. If we send them by some kind of transportation method other than ambulance, maybe they’ll have a heart attack, or decide to commit suicide mid-taxi-ride despite never having been suicidal before, or whatever, and then someone will sue us. So those are the rules. Every transfer has to be done by ambulance (this adds a few thousand dollars onto their final bill, but whatever, that’s the insurance companies’ or the taxpayers’ problem, right?)

Ambulance companies refuse to transport psychiatric patients without a petition. A petition (technically a clinical certificate; to real lawyers the petition is something else) is an official legal paper signed by psychiatrists saying that somebody is a danger to themselves or others and needs to be hospitalized against their will. The ambulance companies say that if they don’t have that, then the patient can just ask them to get off the ambulance at any point, and they could get sued if this caused problems down the line. Or something. I don’t really know what the ambulance companies are thinking.

The problem is, a lot of the time we want to transfer patients who aren’t dangerous or in need of involuntary commitment. A lot of times there’s a depressed person at our hospital, and they’re not suicidal or homicidal or anything, and they’re asking for psychiatric help, and we want to give it to them, but our hospital is full and we need to send them somewhere else.

So the first thing I tried was just to tell the ambulance companies “Yes, we’re sending this patient to another hospital. No, they’re not dangerous.” The ambulance companies said they didn’t care. No petition, no ambulance.

The second thing I tried was explaining this to the patient. “I know you’re requesting to come into the hospital voluntarily, and I know you’re not suicidal and you’re just looking for help, but for bureaucratic reasons I just have to sign this paper that says you’re a grave danger and takes away all of your rights. It doesn’t actually mean anything and it will probably get thrown away after the ambulance ride, although really that’s the other hospital’s call and if they want they can just keep it and then you’ll continue not to have any rights.” This was not popular among patients. Also, it turns out that the legal document says “THIS IS AN OFFICIAL LEGAL DOCUMENT AND YOU HAVE TO SWEAR EVERYTHING ON IT IS TRUE AND IF IT ISN’T THEN YOU ARE GUILTY OF PERJURY AND CAN GO TO JAIL”, so I’m kind of wary about falsifying it.

Now what I do is give the ambulance companies a petition, but instead of actually filling it out I just write in the comments field that the patient is fine and no legal action is required. Whoever is on the receiving side apparently just confirms that they received a petition-looking piece of paper, nobody reads any of it, and the patient gets sent where they need to be without me risking a jail sentence. Although I guess if the patient ever decides to just stop the ambulance and get out halfway, and then gets hit by a car or something, I’m going to get in a lot of trouble.

Everything in medicine is like this.

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Considering the fact that science backs up the claim that transsexualism is a medical condition, if that makes me “decide who is transgender and who is not” then sure. I honestly don’t understand how you and many other people pull that out of thin air.

IF you self identify as trans without dyshoria of any kind, it doesn’t matter. You’re not trans without dysphoria. It’s like otherkin hijacking lycanthropy and making a joke out of it. Both transsexualism and lycanthropy are serious conditions and this website has made those appropriating the terms into little angels. 

Transsexualism is a medical condition:

[1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10]

If you do not feel dysphoria, the symptom of transsexualism, how could you even think you’re transsexual? That’s what I don’t understand. I’ve been trying to explain this to you the whole time. 

The above studies I gave you even talk about the brain chemistry of transsexual people. By saying transsexualism is not a medical condition you and everyone who claims that is only making it harder for transpeople to even get access to the heath care they need to live.

Medical insurance companies will not cover something unless it is medical. Considering many insurance companies and the general population thinks transsexualism is a choice not a medical condition, that is why it is so hard for transsexual people, myself included, to have their expenses covered. 

And yes, the idea that transsexualism isn’t a medical condition has affected people. Check out this post by toplioncub. It talks about how this whole umbrella and ~everyone can be trans~ thing has made the process much harder. In fact, the process went from three months to a year because everyone and their brother seems to think they can be trans without dysphoria now. The people on this website confuse gender and gender presentation all the time, and in fact enforce gender rolls. Are you a masculine woman? Damn! You must be trans.

A feminine guy? Well shit! You must be transsexual too! Anyone can be trans! You don’t need dysphoria! It isn’t a medical condition!

Then these same people whine that their hormones aren’t being covered or how their doctor is an evil ~truscum~. I hate to break it to you, but it’s the real world. Medical professionals aren’t going to just change their mind about something that is backed up by medical research because it hurts some teenagers feelings online. 

Yesterday I was having a debate with someone who agreed dysphoria was a medical condition, but tried to claim that transsexualism was not when transsexualism is the condition and dyshoria is the symptom. Essentially, this would be like a straight man claiming he was gay without liking other men. Dysphoria is the one and only criteria to be trans and yet people seem to think we’re gate-keeping by saying that. 

If you, or anyone else that seems to think that having medical studies to back up our claims is false conduct one yourself and prove us wrong. Then, at the same time have fun obliterating any chance of transpeople being able to be insured by medical insurance from that point on. HRT and SRS are not cosmetic. They are medically necessary.

truscumunruhe also has some wonderful point. Their post here, essentially sums up what I just said:

  • It implies that being trans is a choice.
  • It lumps gender, gender roles, and gender expression into one giant, swampy lump where anyone who isn’t a masculine man or a feminine woman falls somewhere on a “spectrum” of gender.
  • It implies that it would be a terrible thing to classify transsexualism as a medical condition, which is ableist as all hell.
  • If transsexualism were not a medical condition, the chances of HRT and surgeries being covered by insurance is nonexistent, which would fuck over people who can’t spend thousands—even hundreds of thousands—of dollars out of pocket. (Though I failed Economics the first time I took it, my guess is that this would be quite a lot of people.)
  • It both trivializes gender and makes it out to be the single most interesting thing possible about a person.
  • It almost never mentions dysphoria, which is the factor common to all transsexuals.

At this point, this is the third time I’ve explained this to you. Read the sources I will know if you don’t. 

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Wednesday Reading Meme

Jul. 27th, 2016 07:34 pm
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What I Just Finished Reading

Marie Rutkoski, The Winner's Kiss: This is book 3 in a fantasy YA trilogy that I am not exactly sure why I read; I guess I felt like I owed it to the series after reading the first two. Fantasy Greece versus Fantasy Rome. I was not very invested in the (straight) romance. But the ending showdown with the villain was pretty good.

What I'm Reading Now

Comics Wednesday! So many comics!

All-New All-Different Avengers #12, Black Panther #4, Captain America Steve Rogers #3, Captain Marvel #7, Civil War II #4, Civil War II: Choosing Sides #3, Civil War II: Ulysses Infinite Comic #3, International Iron Man #5, Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur #9, Ms. Marvel #9, New Avengers #14, Unbeatable Squirrel Girl #10, Uncanny Avengers #11 )

What I'm Reading Next

No idea. Books.
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Posted by Melissa McEwan

Instead of doing Questions of the Day during the conventions, I'm going to be posting Convention Threads, since the big speeches happen in the evenings, and I thought we might all want a place to discuss.

Here is a partial schedule of speakers for this evening.

All I can say is that I hope every single single at the Democratic convention tonight makes this point:

Because it needs to be made. Again and again and again.

Quote of the Day

Jul. 27th, 2016 04:15 pm
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Posted by Melissa McEwan

"He's completely unqualified to be president and would be a menace if he were to get there. I do wish more prominent Republicans would step forward and say that."Dr. Eliot Cohen, State Department counselor during George W. Bush's second term (and organizer of the open letter from a number of Republican national security leaders denouncing Donald Trump) on Trump's unfathomably reckless comments today.

I also wish more prominent Republicans would step forward and speak as bluntly as Dr. Cohen. In fact:

Daily Feminist Cheat Sheet

Jul. 27th, 2016 09:09 pm
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Posted by Juliana Britto Schwartz

Meet Astrid, the undocumented Mexican woman with a prime time speaking spot at the DNC. 

Hillary Clinton called for a repeal of the Hyde amendment, which bans the use of federal Medicaid dollars to pay for abortions, and the Democratic Party platform will explicitly call for the same. Women of color within the reproductive justice movement have been among the loudest voices calling for this change.

Dozens of African immigrants who were trying to seek asylum in the United States– and many of whom had already passed their credible fear interviews – were discreetly deported last month.

El Salvador, where abortion is illegal under any circumstance, has introduced a bill to increase the punishment for people found guilty of abortion to 30 to 50 years—the same as aggravated homicide.

Daily Dose of Cute

Jul. 27th, 2016 03:00 pm
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Posted by Melissa McEwan

image of Zelda the Black and Tan Mutt asleep on the couch with the tip of her tongue hanging out
Sleepy puppeh.

As always, please feel welcome and encouraged to share pix of the fuzzy, feathered, or scaled members of your family in comments.
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I have been neglecting this blog (for like, the 100th time), I know. I'm sorry. Shall I name work as an excuse again? Yeah let's do that..

You see, when you're a PhD at ETH, there is apparently this thing called a 'Proposal Defence'. Before getting into ETH, I had never heard of it, as it is not common in the Netherlands. The proposal defence is one of the two major deadlines during your PhD (the other being the defence of your actual thesis): before the first year is up (but at the end of your first year), you have to present your 'proposal' for the rest of your PhD to the committee. In order to make it appealing, a mere schedule and some vague plans are not enough: you basically have to show everything you have done so far (or generate results very quickly), and give a very detailed plan, including methods, time estimation, etc. This is also one of the most likely stages where you could potentially get fired. After this, you are pretty safe. So: it's a big deal.

Needless to say, when the date for your proposal defence comes nearer and nearer you realise more and more that you actually do not have enough results to fill the 'approximately' 10 pages report. So, you go into panic mode and work. At least, that is what I did. I sacrificed a total of 3 weekends (farewell!) and worked more hours than usual during the week, although I did not work crazy hours: I know I'm not productive when I try that. In the end, I did have a report of 37 pages and some (nice?) results, so I guess it was worth it? In any case, the committee let me pass (after a discussion/question round, which made me sweat a lot. I know they should ask me things, but it was nerve-racking.. )

My proposal defence was July 11, 2016 and I started really working on it (or rather: generating the results) somewhere in May. Busy times.

Unfortunately, these two months of work coincided with a lot of travel (most of them work related), so I was (and still am) a bit knackered.

To get over this, I am going on a (well-deserved) holiday soon to ... *wait for it* ... Japan! Not sure if I'll be completely rested afterwards, but it should be at least very awesome.

Before I will post pictures of Japan though, I wanted to share my recent (work-related) trips with you.

The first trip (which was just for fun, not work) was Tatort Jungfrau during the Pentecost weekend: a detective game in the Swiss Alps (Jungfrau region), where you have to find clues located everywhere in the area. It was a fun way of discovering one of Switzerland's most beautiful scenery.

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Snowy landscapes at Kleine Scheidegg

Click here if you want more pictures )

Next trip I will tell you about is the PhD retreat in the black forest in Germany. Stay tuned!

Bits, also pieces

Jul. 27th, 2016 11:27 am
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Yesterday evening, we went to see an outdoor production of She Stoops To Conquer. I think we were about the only people who hadn't got there an hour early to have a picnic, but they still managed to find us a spot to put our rug. Fun performance, if rather silly! It got bloody chilly towards the end, though.

Before that, I headed off to the hospital for a smear test, which has been bewilderingly hard to arrange: I got my letter about a month ago, but learnt when I called my GP that their nurse only has appointments (I exaggerate not) at 9am, 9:20am, 3pm and 3:20pm on Mondays, or 9am or 9:20am on Fridays. Mondays and Fridays being the days Mike is most often on London, and first thing being awkward with the boys, the second time I called to rearrange it (Mike having had to go to work on the first attempt) I asked if there was anywhere else I could go instead. The receptionist pointed me at the hospital sexual health clinic, so I called them and made an appointment. The actual appointment took three times longer than it should: the nurse spent the first third explaining that they didn't actually do smear tests there, because they didn't get paid for it, but she'd do it anyway but had to refamiliarise herself with the forms and the third third telling me in great detail what would happen next (understandable, as I suspect she spends most of her time dealing with nervous teenagers). I did learn (after I said 'I remember it hurting more than that') that they use a nifty little silicone brush these days, rather than a wooden scraper. I remain boggled that the sexual health clinic isn't supposed to do smear tests, and am becoming even more inclined to change GP to one with a non-ludicrous appointment system: even if the other one I can go to has a crappy system, it can't be worse than what I currently have to put up with. I also learnt that having had the HPV vaccination doesn't get you out of having smears, which is a shame and (IMO) something that's not been emphasised enough.

The cows are out in the valley, as of yesterday, which rather buggers up Jo's rehabilitation walks. When Mike's not at work, we'll be driving her up to the woods but with another week before she's allowed to do hills it's a problem if I haven't got the car. Mutter.

ze coward! she emerges!

Jul. 27th, 2016 01:56 pm
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[personal profile] topaz_eyes very kindly offered to beta for me, and sent me her notes, and from long and fruitful acquaintance I know they will be thoughtful and useful, and I am currently...not opening the document.

This is not unlike how I have several semesters' worth of teaching evaluations that I have likewise not opened.

I write this here in hopes of getting over myself.

ETA - Have started making the easy changes! Rah rah.

ETA2 - Made a cut, well-spotted superfluous detail, but I rather love it, so here it is: Awww Wilson & Amber sitting in a tree. )

ETA3 - Ha, I did rather overdo it with the exclamation points, didn't I.

A radio recording to be remembered

Jul. 27th, 2016 08:56 pm
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I recently scored tickets to a recording of the long-running BBC Radio 4 programme "Just a Minute". For those who are unfamiliar with it, four panelists are given, in turn, a random topic by the host and must speak for one minute on it without repetition, hesitation or deviation. The other three panelists try to catch them out, and if they score a correct challenge, they take over the topic and continue speaking. A single round can take quite a lot longer than one minute whilst the panelists and host argue over whether or not the challenges are in fact correct. Or end up chatting about something else entirely.

This was the first recording I'd attended that wasn't at Broadcasting House. It was in the Shaw Theatre, between Euston and Kings Cross stations, and it has greater capacity than Broadcasting House. Unfortunately, it isn't air-conditioned. It was also packed full, because "Just a Minute" is a cultural institution and is still very popular. Nicholas Parsons has been hosting the show for almost fifty years, and the adulation he received at the start and end of the recording made it practically impossible to hear his greetings and farewell.

We had a little unintentional pre-show entertainment. The ticketing system works thus: You turn up an hour before the doors open, present your ticket and are given a sticker with a number on it. When the doors open, the production guests (wearing wristbands) file in first, and then the ticket holders are allowed entry in groups of fifty. It all works in quite a civilised fashion despite the crush in the lobby, because British people love queuing.

However, once we'd (nearly) all sat down, it became evident that there'd been some sort of cock-up involving the seating of the production guests. Four people wearing viridescent wristbands were stood at the front, looking up at the full rows of seats with evident displeasure. One was a blonde woman in a white jacket with a formidable aspect. I should not like to have been the young production assistant attempting to mollify her and receiving the pointy end of said displeasure. Hands were waved about. The small number of solitary seats scattered about the theatre were indicated and obviously rejected. Eventually, some audience members were convinced to shift around slightly to permit the foursome to sit in pairs on opposite sides of the theatre.

This had all taken a good ten minutes, by which point the ostensible start time of the recording had passed. The drama had now attracted the attention of literally every person in the audience. When the formidable woman sat down, the entire theatre broke into a cheer. She stood up a few seconds later to hand her empty drink cup (two will get you seven that it was a large gin and tonic) to a frazzled usher. The audience booed. Unfased, she turned around, smiled beautifully and resumed her seat gracefully. I was impressed, as I suspect most of the rest of the audience would have died of embarrassment right then.

It was not until the very end of the show when Nicholas Parsons was bidding us farewell that we had the measure of what had transpired. "If," he said, with a twinkle in his eye "you happen to run across the fellow who tore the sign reading 'Reserved for Nicholas Parson's wife' off the seats in the front..." He made a small, meaningful gesture with his cane.

The four panelists were Paul Merton, Tony Hawks, Zoë Lyons and Julian Clary. I shall say no more of the two very funny shows that were recorded, but I think I can safely share another pre-recording anecdote. Nicholas Parsons asked each panelist to speak into their microphone for the sake of the sound engineer at the back. Not one to pass up an opportunity for innuendo, Julian Clary put on his most deliberately camp voice and said, "Hello, David, are you receiving me in the rear?" Nicholas Parsons: "Yes, I think so. Poor David. He can't hear anything now."

After departing the Shaw, I arrived at my place of sleep around 22:30. I walked in the door and was greeted by the smell of freshly baked apple & rhubarb crumble and vanilla custard heating on the hob. A whisky glass was placed in my hand and unopened bottles of Lagavulin and Scapa presented upon the kitchen island for my perusal and selection.

Sometimes, I am a very lucky Nanila indeed.

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Jul. 27th, 2016 03:43 pm
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We have transferred two of our three websites. The big one is going to take more doing because the interface wants us to upload a single file at a time. That was annoying with the small sites but will be beyond bearing for the photo site. I haven’t checked my website yet to make sure that I didn’t miss any of my pages. There are easily a hundred of them, and going through to load them one at a time made missing one far too easy. It was about 10:30 when I got them all uploaded, and I didn’t want to face finding problems that close to bedtime. I have no excuse for not having done it yet today.

I slept poorly last night. I was too warm, and my brain kept churning on a story idea. Not, of course, any of the stories that I’ve been working on recently. Also, the stuff going through my head was OOC and not particularly coherent because I was partly asleep. I don’t expect that, even if I write that story, I will use any of it.

When I woke up around 9:00 this morning, I was completely convinced that there was some reason I was required to stay in bed and not allowed to get up until 10:00. Fortunately, I woke enough to realize that that was ridiculous. I certainly could have stayed in bed that late, but there was no reason I had to.

I have put in a request to have our mail held for three days while we’re away.

Firefox didn’t interact well with the USPS website either, so I’m thinking there’s some sort of issue with the most recent version of Firefox that’s breaking how it interacts with some sort of standard things. The city clerk’s office website could just be that not being up to date on some aspect of Firefox, but the USPS and Google are the sort of things that a web browser ought to be able to work with because the folks putting together the browser are paying attention and making sure of it. I did try to troubleshoot Firefox printing problems yesterday, but following the instructions from Mozilla only crashed Firefox which I rather think not the optimum thing.

I’ve got a longish list of things that I really ought to do, but I can’t seem to find the motivation to do any of them. There’s the website, printing directions for the trip, writing (oh, goodness, the writing!), packing for the trip, changing our internet service (I got almost through doing that online then panicked and closed the window. I think Scott will have to do it), finding boxes in which to mail a few different things and packing those things up, answering some email, and dealing with all of the normal household chores.

I also need to pin Scott down about food plans for our trip. I’m of the opinion that taking lunches with us when we venture into Chicago might be worthwhile in terms of saving us money. Yes, it would mean having to carry the dratted things all morning, but I expect that buying lunch out would run at least $10 each. At least. Of course, I’m also expecting that I’ll be wanting to carry other things with me so that I don’t get horribly bored if I need to sit somewhere for two or three hours, waiting for Scott and Cordelia to do something without me.

I’ve eaten. I’ve showered. I’ve washed a load of laundry. I don’t think I’ve accomplished anything else, and I’m not sure how to get myself to.


Jul. 27th, 2016 09:23 pm
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The Story of Fester Cat

Jul. 27th, 2016 07:44 pm
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When I first stumbled across The Story of Fester Cat, on Amazon I think, I was equal parts interested and dubious. I'm very fond of cats; I have mixed feelings about Pauls Magrs' work; and I was concerned about the twee potential of a memoir written from a cat's point of view. The book opens with a critique of another cat memoir in which the protagonist looks down upon its owners from heaven, so this last point was clearly a danger Magrs was well aware of.

The story starts with the final week of Fester's life, an artefact I think, of the way the book was written. I got the impression those first chapters were written in the immediate aftermath of his death as a coping mechanism and only after that did Magrs go back to write the rest of story. It shouldn't work, but somehow it does, in part because the book is meant to be a celebration of Fester Cat and dealing with his last week at the beginning means it does not have to be the end of the book itself.

It is very much the story of Fester Cat as imagined by Paul Magrs. You get the impression that Magrs was very much a watcher of the local cats even before Fester took up residence in his house. The opening sections give names and characters to many of them and, within reason, flesh out Fester's life as a stray. Later on Fester often discusses Magrs' own thoughts and feelings but, necessarily, Magrs' partner Jeremy remains a more shadowy character.

It is, essentially, a cat's eye view of two men settling down properly for the first time. There are ups and downs but it is coloured by lazy summer days spent in the garden or curled up on someone's lap. It is full of the details and rituals that surround Fester and infused with their love for him and the central place he assumes in their life. At the end of the book, I had to go and do a bit of concerned stalking to establish that they now appear to have been adopted by another cat, Bernard Socks. So someone feline is still keeping an eye on them.

It is, frankly, often twee in places but somehow it works, possibly because it is written from the heart.


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