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They Tried to Justify Me

For their final, my Intro to Academic Writing students had to do one simple thing; argue for or against the existence of my job. Either individually, as in I shouldn’t be teaching, or institutionally, as in first-year composition courses shouldn’t exist at all. They’ve got some good

I Identify as a Hater

Far be it from me to judge any disabled comrade on how to interpret their disabled reality, especially one that chooses to find joy and strength in it. But I just can’t get into Lachi’s I Identify as Blind. Honestly, I feel bad about it! Lachi is objectively

Hitched in Bed

[A month ago I entered a Writing Battle. They're a website that hosts these strangely compelling competitions with fun little constraints and what not. This is what I wrote for the latest one. I did not win. But I like the foundation of the story and I can

do teach

My duology lies in ruin. Doom and elation come in predictable patterns and one can be overcome with the approaching visage of the other. The recent seasons had no idea that the election of a pedophile would have the power to disrupt their celestial pressures, tossing us all through gales

we shouldn't share the pink pony club with children

I am an absolute crow for some good gossip. My favourite carcasses are those I’m led to by people who know my name at least as well as I knew theirs, but sometimes a dry spell comes along where the kettle just wasn’t put on and I have

would Iwata layoff faculty like this?

In the tumultuous middle teens of the adolescent 21st century, Nintendo released, to no real fanfare, the Wii U. Widely panned, widely forgotten, widely reemerging as a quality console for home brewing and exclusives that just didn’t get Daddy Reggie’s full attention. The failure of the console, at

project hail teacher

Project Hail Mary is one of the rare instances of optimistic science fiction that doesn’t just absolutely suck the soul out of me. If you don’t want that optimism ruined for you then I beg you, go out and watch the movie and read the book before reading

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literary litmus test - hard rain falling

Don Carpenter wrote a test. It’s not a long test, it only took me about nine hours. It’s not a lonely test, I listened to the thoughts of a fellow reader as I went along. It’s not an inaccessible test, the language is efficient and gives you

don't teach

I make no attempt to separate my work from the wider context of my life. I am, against my best efforts, a teacher in the same way that I am blind, queer, human. Folks in my axe league call me “Doctor Professor” (I am technically neither, but make no attempt

A Love Letter for John

I have a friend, who shall remain nameless as though by magic, who does not like John Steinbeck. “Too dry,” is what I’ve heard the two or three times I’ve asked. And sure, Steinbeck does have a moment-to-moment tendency to give us prose that’s been soaking in

Sorrowland and Media's history with Disability

Late at night, when I’m sleeplessly turning over and over, too hot and too cold, I can’t help but think of this history we’ve all been born in to. Would Daredevil cause me so much grief if disability was generally represented well? Would killing gay characters go

Welcome back to some wholesome disabled programming

Where the hell have I been and what trouble am I stirring up now? “Plenty and much of the same,” is what I’d say back, but in the wise words of Esquie, “Same same, but different.” You’ll notice here that the scenery has changed and that pesky web

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