When it's Ableist to say it's Ableist It is a shame that all the tools we develop are used to degrade the quality of our lives for the sake of the petulant egos of those who profit from them.
Frightening Rhetoric from the White House. Again. If you, like me, sit and wonder when the true groundwork for the inevitable claim for a third term and an increase in voter discrimination is to be laid, then you probably tuned in to the United State’s presidential address tonight (16 July 2026). There was some portent lying
I Have Beef with the Foundation Fighting Blindness I am not so audacious as to consider myself a rhetorician, but my education consisted of an unhealthy amount of rhetoric and I can’t help but wear the hat. Leading me to draw ire with the Foundation Fighting Blindness. If the object of my derision is not immediately obvious
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
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
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