Friday Links (cute dogs edition)

Retired astronaut Leland Melvin brought his rescue dogs, Jake and Scout to be in his official portrait. © 2009 NASA
Retired astronaut Leland Melvin brought his rescue dogs, Jake and Scout to be in his official portrait. © 2009 NASA
Well, it’s Friday.

It’s been another week of dreading to look at anything each morning for fear of what new horror will be reported. I really am trying to read other news, and I’m trying to limit how many links about the troompa loompa I collect. It’s still a crazy amount!

Anyway, here are the links I found interesting this week, sorted into categories.

Links of the Week

Woodland Park Zoo’s gift to the Internet: tiny otter pups. There’s video!

The Story Behind This Astronaut’s Viral Photo Is Even Cuter Than His Dogs.

Don’t Fuck with Librarians

Librarian tweets epic story of justice after student trolls framed a girl and got her grounded..

This week in Food

Northwest Farmers Say They Can’t Find Enough Workers to Pick Fruit. And the farmworkers who are here are afraid of being deported.

This week in awful news

Family of 4-month-old set to have surgery at OHSU impacted by Trump’s executive order.

This Week in Our Budding Dystopia.

Trump’s disastrous first military strike had previously been rejected by Obama.

News for queers and our allies:

Don’t believe the spin: Donald Trump will absolutely use the White House to attack LGBT rights.

LGBTQ Reads – New Releases: February 2017.

Science!

First African-American Crewmember To Join The International Space Station.

This Prehistoric Human Ancestor Was All Mouth.

Watch 4 Exoplanets Dance Around An Alien Star Not So Far Away.

Giant fossil found in Transylvania was a ferocious flying predator that could devour horse-sized dinosaurs.

Earth is sending oxygen to the moonv.

Nature Is Full Of Amazing Hermaphrodites.

The resurgent ritual of mocking people for crying is a suboptimal source of social validation.

The Unlikely Comeback of New Zealand’s Weirdest ‘Living Fossil’.

Reality Is Not What We Can See.

THESE GORGEOUS PHOTOS OF SATURN’S RINGS ARE CASSINI’S ‘GRAND FINALE’.

Is That a Turtle Under the Ice?

Heisenberg’s Astrophysics Prediction Finally Confirmed After 80 Years.

Science Fiction, Fantasy and Speculation!

Thursday Comics Hangover: The soul of Snagglepuss. reimagining the Hanna Barbera cartoon character Snagglepuss as “a gay Southern Gothic playwright.”

What Peter Pan teaches us about memory and consciousness.

Arrival director Denis Villeneuve will tackle Dune adaptation.

It’s Time for Doctor Who to Change Television History for the Better.

JOHN SCALZI: In Which a Cover Strapline Does Not, Alas, Reveal a Vast Conspiracy For My Benefit.

2017 Nerds of a Feather Hugo Award Longlist, Part 1: Fiction Categories. Also Part 2, Part 3, and Part 4.

2016 Locus Recommended Reading List.

This week in Words

What’s a ‘Tweetstorm’?

This Week in Tech

Silicon Valley’s responses to Trump’s immigration executive orders, from strongest to weakest. How CEOs are reacting to the immigration ban

It’s time to admit Apple Watch is a success. 25 million sales is nothing to sneeze at. Or, as John Gruder also observed: “In September, Apple claimed watch revenues second only to Rolex. How can it not be considered a hit at this point?”

Six Colors: Apple’s record quarter by the numbers. What always amazes me about Six Colors is they start posted the awesome graphs while the analyst call is still in progress. And the graphs are just cool!

Watch: Comcast employees walk out to protest Trump’s immigration order. Not quite fair of the headline to call in a walk-out. The company okayed the thousands leaving and gave them paid time off. It’s becoming a very strange world when I find myself applauding Comcast…

Even Without A Headphone Jack, iPhone 7 Boosts Apple’s Sales. (boosted them through the roof, in fact…)

This Week in Inclusion

26 fantastic authors of Muslim descent to read right now.

Culture war news:

Conservative Christian leader expects Trump to advance ‘religious liberties’ on gay rights through executive order.

Neil Gorsuch’s Disturbing Record on LGBTQ Rights.

House Moves To Preserve Right of Mentally Ill To Buy Guns.

The Democrats Can Solve Their “Religion” Problem Without Pandering or Forgetting Their Values.

This Week in the Resistance:

The Nervous Civil Servant’s Guide to Defying an Illegal Order.

Bremerton councilwoman arrested in D.C..

This week in so-called Christians

Florida Pastor Flees Naked From Home of Mistress After Her Husband Comes After Him with Gun.

News about the Fascist:

A Clarifying Moment in American History. There should be nothing surprising about what Donald Trump has done in his first week—but he has underestimated the resilience of Americans and their institutions.

President Trump’s Muslim ban excludes countries linked to his sprawling business empire.

Trial Balloon for a Coup?

The man behind Trump? Still Steve Bannon.

Instability-in-Chief.

How to Build an Autocracy.

A Reality Check of Trump’s first week in office. Warning: auto-playing video

How Donald Trump Bankrupted His Atlantic City Casinos, but Still Earned Millions. I kept trying to explain to some people, he was never a businessman. He’s a con artist…

Paul Krugman Warns Either Trump or the Republic Will Be Gone Within a Year.

San Francisco Plans to Sue Donald Trump for Sanctuary City Policies.

Jon Stewart Rips Apart President Trump: ‘The New Official Language of the United States Is Bullshit’.

‘This was the worst call by far’: Trump badgered, bragged and abruptly ended phone call with Australian leader.

Plausible theory on why Trump rage-dialed Australia’s PM .

Exclusive: Trump to focus counter-extremism program solely on Islam – sources.

A Draft of Trump’s Religious Freedom Order Was Leaked.

This week in Politics:

Poll: After 2 Weeks, Voters Yearn For Obama. Lots of interesting things in this…

Paul Ryan Gets Added to Wikipedia Page on Invertebrates. Well, he is spineless!

Democrats unanimously reject Trump’s racist pick for attorney general.

How many fatal terror attacks have refugees carried out in the US? None.

Confronted with talking to constituents about health care, these GOP lawmakers chose to hide.

Things I wrote:

Weekend Update 1/28/2017 – A little song, a little dance, a little seltzer down your pants.

Card-carrying member of the ACLU, and proud of it!

A writer writes, always.

Goals, damn goals, and resolutions.

Crime Does Not Pay (but the hours are good)!

Videos!

Max Canada Lynx – I’m a Big Baby
Max Lynx, the educational animal ambassador takes a moment to get some good scratchin’ before he sits down for his meal. He was born at a zoo in May 2011. He’s not completely domesticated but not wild either. He educates the public on the endangered Canada Lynx in hopes that people will be driven to conserve our environment and protect our wildlife. He is NOT declawed. During the winter he weighs 40 pounds and summer about 34. He has about 4 inches of fur in this video which makes him look fat….I mean fluffy! This video is not taken in my house. Max has his own indoor and outdoor housing.:

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Crime Does Not Pay (but the hours are good)!

This is one of the covers I made for the gaming binders to help me remember what was in which binder.
This is one of the covers I made for the gaming binders to help me remember what was in which binder.
Back in 1981 I decided that what the world needed was a superhero roleplaying game. At the time, there wasn’t much on the market, and the few games that existed barely qualified as a full-fledged gaming system. But I’d been playing in various roleplaying games for a few years, and had been a superhero comic fan for as long as I could remember (my mom was a comics as well as sci fi/fantasy fan before I was born, so I’m a second generation fan). Since the few games I could find weren’t adequate to my needs for playing at superhero, I invented my own game. I originally called in, unimaginatively, Superheroes. And after about a week of writing up some tables and power descriptions, I talked several members of my gaming group into putting together characters. It wasn’t long before I had enough people playing it, that they started recruiting acquaintances. I made changes and improvements to the rules. Over the course of a few months, I typed a couple hundred pages of rules.

By that time I was running three different groups of players on three different nights of every week.

I ran the last game using the system, and set in the same world and continuity, in the year 2000. I want you to think about that for a moment: I ran a roleplaying campaign, a single campaign setting, with a single history, et al, for 19 years. So when people find out that I’ve got a Victorian Steampunk roleplaying campaign that has been running (with the same core players, same core characters, and in the same continuity) for 16 years and they freak out, I have to point out that it isn’t the longest campaign I’ve run.

There was a point where I re-typed all of the rules for my superhero game into a word processor. And I made more updates and changes to the rules, refining things as we ran into situations that within the game. In the early 90s I was thinking that I might still try to publish the system, and I had changed the name to Crime Does Not Pay (but the hours are good)! The problem was that by then, there were several other superhero based role-playing games on the market, and while I still think there are aspects of mine that were superior to those others, there were also aspects that weren’t.

I should mention that I did get the rules well-defined enough that three of my friends who loved to run games set up their own campaigns. So I got to play in my own system and see how it worked from that point of view.

I’m writing about this now because this last weekend I went through some of the shelves in the computer room, and I emptied out all of the three ring binders, pulled out all the spiral notebooks, and so forth that were full of notes and characters and scenario descriptions and so forth, and put them all into recycle. The scary part as I was going emptying all of those binders was how many of the thousands and thousands of pages of material that was in there was handwritten. In my atrocious printing. But usually in pretty colors, because I love unusual ink colors and I had a tendency to color code my notes as I created villains and supporting characters and scenarios. Or wrote up the fictitious history of small countries or crime fighting organizations, and so on.

Several years ago I made a comment to some friends that, since I hadn’t run a game in the system in years, I should toss all those gaming notes. These friends had been players in the game for years. And one of them was horrified at the idea that I would toss all of that history. So I decided not to tell anyone other than my husband before I went through the shelves.

Usually my inner packrat balks at this sort of thing. I expected it to be more of an emotional trial than it was. But the fact that I haven’t actually run a game, nor seriously looked through any of those notes for this campaign, in more than a decade seems to have given me enough emotional distance to just be amused as I recognized some notes in passing.

The collection of empty three-ring binders left over after I recycled the gaming notes. Please notice that several of more the 4-inch thick binders.
The collection of empty three-ring binders left over after I recycled the gaming notes. Please notice that several of more the 4-inch thick binders.
As you can see from the photo, there were a lot of binders. Several of those were 4-inch binders, which hold about 800 pages each, and at least two were 5-inch binders, which hold 1000 pages each, plus a bunch of 3-inchers, which since they usually have O-rings usually only hold about 570 pages each. When I said thousands and thousands of pages I wasn’t kidding. Keeping the notes organized in binders was always a bit of a challenge. Many years ago I got in the habit of making a title page for the binders, so I could remember that this binder was full of villains, while this one had notes on our never quite completed magic system, and another had notes for older games, while another had the notes for the most recent games and things I was planning.

And there were about a dozen spiral notebooks and several notepads all filled with even more notes. I generated a lot of material running that game for 19 years.

The notebook names were often based on Far Side comics. At least two were based on Calvin and Hobbes strips. As the pages of notes and characters and scenarios piled up, I’d have to make new binders, while older binders would become part of the archives, rather than something I’d get out all of the time.

It’s a little scary to think about how much fictional history we created during all of those games. I should add that when I said it was a single campaign, that’s slightly misleading. As I said I had at one point several groups playing at once, and I kept them separate mostly by basing their characters in different cities. But it was one fictional world, and we did cross-overs. Plus, since it is comic book superheroes, there were occasional adventures where the entire world was in danger. I also set some of the player groups in different time periods. at one point I had two side groups adventuring during the World War II time period, while original three sets had been playing in “the present” so basically the 80s and 90s. Then I had another side group playing in the 70s for. But all of the groups were set in the same world. And yeah, since I had player characters in different time periods occasionally involved in big global events and so forth, the continuity of my fictitious world got nearly as convoluted as that of the big comic book publishers.

Of the six friends who created characters for my first couple of weeks of playing, three have passed away. Of the others, I still have some contact with two on Facebook. I last ran into the sixth player at a science fiction convention around the year 2000, and he had an absolute melt down when he found out I was gay. My friend, Mark, moved to the town where I lived before moving to Seattle in 1983, I think it was, and joined the campaign. He played various characters for nearly 10 years, I think, with some interruptions since he moved to Seattle about a year before I did. And we’re still friends, now. Maybe I should make him a certificate, because I think he might hold the record of the longest player in that game.

I had a lot of fun, and as far as I know the players did, too.

Goals, damn goals, and resolutions

When I set my goals for this year, I pledged to do monthly updates, since the years I’ve done that has resulted in better results than years I haven’t. So, we’ve survived the first month of 2017. How did I do?

My specific tasks for January were:

  • While packing away Christmas stuff, reduce the number of RoughTote™ containers full of old ornaments, et al, by at least two. Done! Hauled two loads to Value Village and Goodwill, plus a really big box to a recycler!
  • Figure out Writers’ Night schedule. We’ve got the first two months sorted out, but with all the uncertainty, haven’t quite got the rest of the year done.
  • Write at least four blog posts about things I like. I wrote at least six. Woo hoo!
  • Make a list of places that post calls for submissions. I have a list, but it doesn’t seem long enough. Still, I have a start!
  • Finish the current stage of the copy edit pass. I didn’t quite get through the list of items I had identified for this month, but I got more than half done.
  • Finish going through the bookcases in the computer room, and get through at least one filing cabinet. I did not get as far is this as I hoped.
  • Write at least one blog post about organizations we can donate to that are fighting the good fight. I almost forgot this one because I didn’t list in in the January tasks, but rather as part of one of the over all as a monthly thing. But I did it at nearly the last day, so I’m counting it!

My overall goals for the year, where I’m trying to follow the idea of replacing bad habits with better ones:

Don’t get mad, get busy. My tasks are: write about about things I love; listen to music and audiobooks more and podcasts less; spend at least half of my lunch break writing; set specific monthly writing/editing goals in each check-in; write at least one blog post a month about organizations we can donate to that are fighting the good fight.

I did pretty well on this one. Work has been so busy that I’m often skimping on my lunch break, so not getting that writing time in.

Reduce, pack, and prioritize. We now officially know that we have to find a new place to live this year. We have lots of stuff to go through and decide what to discard and what to pack.

We made progress, but these tasks are always bigger than you think they are.

Take care of us. My initial tasks are related to some specific medical things that aren’t urgent, but need to be dealt with. I am going to remain vague on the details of this one.

We both made progress on this. I feel only a little guilty that half of my accomplishment this month was to nag my husband until he made the appropriate doctor appointments. But I had my own appointments to make and follow-up, so we’re both in this together. I need to find a way to keep the craziness at work from sapping so much of my energy, though.

Because of the deplorable events that Not My President kicked off on Friday, news was so upsetting that on Saturday night I shut down twitter on my laptop, and put my phone and iPad on chargers in another room and made myself work on edits without looking at the internet again until morning. I got through a lot of work, and slept better than I have been for quite some time. So I need to unplug more often, clearly.

Submit and publish. Initial task was to organize how I’m going to find calls for submission and set reasonable targets for the novel revision/finalization.

I have a list to start with. I got through part of my pile of notes on the novel. I think I have a better handle on how much I can get done a month while working on these other tasks.


Finally, my specific tasks for February are:

  • Get through the rest of the bookcases in the computer room.
  • Figure out Writers’ Night schedule for at least the following couple of months.
  • Write at least four blog posts about things I like.
  • Expand the list of places to find calls for submissions and write one new story.
  • Finish the current stage of the copy edit pass. There is a list of unfinished tasks with specific piles of pages of prioritized notes.
  • Disconnect from the internet at least one night a week so I can concentrate on writing and editing.

A writer writes, always

“Dear Writer, Please do me right now. On the kitchen table. In your bed. On the couch. Hell, I'll even take the floor in front of the TV. I don't care. I just need you to do me like I've never been done before. Sincerely, Your Writing”
“Dear Writer, Please do me right now. On the kitchen table. In your bed. On the couch. Hell, I’ll even take the floor in front of the TV. I don’t care. I just need you to do me like I’ve never been done before. Sincerely, Your Writing”
One of my favorite movies about writing is Throw Mama from the Train, even though at the end it employs one of my least favorite tropes about the depiction of writers, it does it in a very minor way and to set up a joke. And since the movie isn’t just a comedy, it swerves into full-blown farce at many points, a joke is more important than being realistic.

If you aren’t familiar with the movie, Billy Crystal plays Larry, a writer who has been in a slump for some years because of an acrimonious divorce which included his ex-wife stealing a manuscript and becoming a bestselling author with it. Larry pays his bills by teaching creative writing at a community college, where one of his students Owen (played by Danny DeVito) might be the worst writer. Owen misinterprets some writing advice from Larry as a proposal for Owen to murder Larry’s ex-wife, in exchange for which Larry will murder Owen’s domineering mother. Trouble ensues, as they say.

Among the many fun bits in the movie are some of the scenes with Larry’s class. Several of the ridiculously bad writing ideas, personality idiosyncrasies, and other shortcomings embodied in his students and their work aren’t just hilarious, they’re all too real. Anyone who has ever interacted with aspiring writers has encountered some of those folks. Regardless of how unsuited some of them seem to be to writing, at the end of every class session Larry exhorts them all, “Remember, a writer writes, always!”

On one level that advice is a caution against falling into various procrastination traps. As tempting as it might be to spend a little more time researching for a particular piece, you need to actually sit down and write eventually. Or it may be fun to shop for pens or the perfect notebook (or if you’re me, a new word processing app), but that shopping doesn’t increase your word count. And as nice as finding just the perfect spot in your favorite coffee shop to set up with your laptop or other writing implement, you need to actually crank out some dialogue.

All of those non-writing activities may indeed help you, but at some point you need to stop prepping and get to the job of writing your story down.

One of the things that absolutely does not help you write a story is telling other people your ideas. I cannot count the number of aspiring writers I have met who spend all of their time telling anyone that will sit still long enough, their idea for their epic novel (or series of novels), or the fabulous character they have imagined and all the wonderful adventures she will have—in exquisite detail.

Sometimes I’ve met them again and again and again at sci fi conventions. They show up at writing panels or workshops or room parties, telling me the same fabulous idea that they told me at the last 20 times I ran into them. And not once in all those years have they yet sat down at a keyboard or with a notebook and actually written a single scene.

They might have notebooks full of notes and doodles and plot diagrams. They may have computer files filled with notes. But they haven’t written any of the actual story. The sad truth is, they never will. I’m not saying that to besmirch their character. I’m saying it because they have spent so much time verbally telling other people about their story, that they don’t realize they have already used up all of their motivation to tell that story. They have effectively told it, already.

I have occasionally attempted to explain this phenomenon bluntly to one of these folks. In at least one case I know it didn’t work. But I keep hoping.

So the first lesson to take from that exhortation, “A writer writes!” is to stop doing whatever it is that you keep doing which prevents you from actually writing.

There’s another lesson to be learned from it. “A writer writes, always” also means that often even when we aren’t actually writing, we are working on our story. I realize that superficially this sounds like a contradiction of the first lesson, but often the opposite of a profound truth is also a profound truth.

Sometimes you do need to recharge the batteries. Sometimes you need to take a break from writing and revising to go soak in a tub, or dig in the garden, or read a good book, or walk in the rain, or sing a song, or paint a house. The raw material of stories comes from life and from the thinking and feeling and wondering we do while we’re doing other things.

So the second lesson of “A writer writes, always” is not to beat yourself up—or let other people beat you up—for living your life, taking care of yourself, taking care of loved ones, and so on.

The difficulty comes in trying to balance those two opposing truths. Ultimately, you have to figure it out. Only you can make yourself sit down and write. Only you can know when you’re banging your head against a metaphorical wall and need a break.

It’s your story. Only you can tell it.

Card-carrying member of the ACLU, and proud of it!

screen-shot-2017-01-29-at-3-25-17-pmIt’s George H.W. Bush’s fault. During the 1988 Presidential Debates, then-Vice President Bush sneered at his opponent, Gov. Mike Dukakis, for being a card-carrying member of the American Civil Liberties Union. Mr. Bush claimed that the ACLU was out to make child pornography legal as well as make it legal for children to see X-rated movies. Both of those claims were, at best, distortions of actual ACLU goals (the ACLU has long opposed a rating system used in the U.S. because the system is secretive, favors large studios over independent ones, and sometimes serves as a form of de facto censorship, for example), but it almost certainly shored up support from Republican-leaning voters. But the other thing that happened was that, in the days after the debate, tens of thousands of people called the ACLU and asked what it took to become a card-carrying member.

And then they donated and joined.

I wish I could say I was one of them. I didn’t become a member for a few more months. I was in the process of transitioning from college to working full time, and my wife was still a full-time university student (yes, I used to be married to a member of the opposite sex; it’s a long story). And in 1988 you couldn’t just google the ACLU and in a few clicks sign up. It was after the election, and after I got a better job, so it was sometime in the spring of 1989 that we signed up as members.

I’ve been a proud member ever since.

When school districts try to discriminate against queer students, it’s the ACLU that sends lawyers to sue the school and get kids their rights. When peaceful protesters are arrested, it’s the ACLU that sends in lawyers to get the protestors out of jail, to defend against the bogus charges, and sue the appropriate government officials to try to prevent future violations. When high school students are unconstitutionally strip searched by school officials, it’s the ACLU that sues the school district. When states enact unconstitutional voter suppression laws, it’s the ACLU that sues and often gets the measures overturned. When federal authorities tried to hide documents about torture progams, it was the ACLU that sued to get the documents brought to light so that citizens and legislators could demand changes. When states fail to provide required medical and mental health treatments to people in state custody, it’s the ACLI that sues to get people the basic care they are guaranteed under the law. And as everyone saw this weekend, when a narcissistic megalomaniac issues an unconstitutional executive order resulting in people being illegally detained or deported, it’s the ACLU that goes to court for stays to try to halt the illegal actions, and send lawyers to try to meet with detainees to help them.

I could go on and on.

If you believe in liberty; if you believe the Constitution guarantees that everyone is equal before the law; if you believe that everyone deserves legal representation and the full protection of the law; then the ACLU deserves your support.

gotyourbackOh, and if you’d like one of those spiffy blue pocket Constitutions to keep on your person in case you need to assert your rights (or just correct a douche bro who doesn’t understand what the Constitution actually says), the ACLU sells them in very affordable 10-packs. Because you want to pass out extras to your friends and loved ones. And if, like me, you have a lot of freedom-loving friends who are also bibliophiles, you might want to pick up some Bill of Rights bookmarks. Not to mention stickers and other things.

If you can, support the ACLU!

Weekend Update 1/28/2017 – A little song, a little dance, a little seltzer down your pants

Mary Tyler Moore, Betty White, and Gavin MacLeod in the newsroom of the ficticious WJM-TV where Mary Richards made it after all.
Mary Tyler Moore, Betty White, and Gavin MacLeod in the newsroom of the ficticious WJM-TV where Mary Richards made it after all.
Work has been especially grueling all month long, and I have felt out of it nearly every night because of it. Thursday was particularly bad, and it took me even longer than usual to get my Friday Links post ready to go. I kept feeling as if I was missing something, but couldn’t figure out what.

So I was surprised when I was skimming through the post late last night to see that I had completely left off the stories I thought I’d bookmarked about the deaths of Mary Tyler Moore and Mike Connors. Then one of the first things I saw when I got on line this morning were people posting tributes to John Hurt.

Let’s begin with Mary: Mary Tyler Moore, beloved TV icon who symbolized the independent career woman, dies at 80. Earlier in the week I saw someone comment about how much they loved watching Mary in reruns of the Dick Van Dyke Show and the Mary Tyler Moore show, and opining that the reason he wasn’t seeing more people commented on her death on line was because he was much older than most social media users. Which made me feel ancient, because I didn’t watch either of Moore’s most successful television shows in reruns. I watched them when they were on prime time. Yes, I was alive and watching television before The Dick Van Dyke Show went off the air in 1966 and into syndication.

Mary broke weird ground in that role. When they were in pre-production she argued with the wardrobe department because they wanted her in a skirt and high heels for every scene. “No one vacuums in high heels!” she said. In 1961 they actually had to get permission from network executives for Mary to wear pants on screen. The network famously agreed to only one scene per episode in pants. Which the show stuck to for all of three episodes. Then they started sneaking in more scenes, and more. Eventually not only did Laura appear in pants for most of the scenes at home, but in the real world sales of Capri pants went through the roof! How Mary Tyler Moore Subverted TV Sexism with a Pair of Capris.

Dick Van Dyke and Mary Tyler Moore in a scene from the Dick Van Dyke Show.
Dick Van Dyke and Mary Tyler Moore in a scene from the Dick Van Dyke Show.
There were lots of scenes where Moore danced in the series. Since the premise of the show was that Van Dyke’s character, Rob Petrie, was the head writer for a popular musical variety television series, and his wife Laura was a retired Broadway dancer. Moore had started her show business career as a dancer.

When the Dick Van Dyke show when off the air, Moore went back to Broadway and tried her hands at movies before returning to TV as Mary Richards, a 30-something single woman moving to a new city where she hoped to start a new life. The original pilot script made reference to her character being recently divorced, and once again network execs freaked out. The executives won that battle, though, by insisting that they didn’t object to showing a divorced woman on TV, but rather the fear that, because the earlier series had been so popular, audiences would think she had divorced Dick Van Dyke’s character, and wonder where her son was! (So, yes, they thought the audience was too stupid to understand the same actress was playing a different character, or something.)

The script was changed to make it a reference to her being left at the altar by her fiance. The show still broke sexist stereotypes. Moore’s character’s love life was never the main focus of the show. It was used for comedic effect from time to time, but at no point in the series was it an ongoing plot, nor did you ever have the feeling that Mary’s happy ending would depend on getting married. The show was so popular that there were several spin-offs. It had a number of iconic episodes (difficult to say whether the absolute funniest was the Chuckles the Clown episode, from which the title of this post comes, or the Mary Hosts Her First Dinner episode). I tried to never miss an episode (which meant actually being near a TV when in broadcast each week back then), and it’s the first series that I remember watching, very sadly, the series finale. Which was hilarious and heart-wrenching at the same time.

That through-line on the show: that Mary was having a full life as a woman being successful in her career without a husband, was believable because Moore’s acting made you believe it. And I know many woman who found that role model important. And maybe I wasn’t the only closeted queer teen-ager who found a similar hope for my future in that notion.

We’re Gonna Make It After All | Full Frontal with Samantha Bee:

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Now let’s move on to Mike: Mike Connors, Long-Running TV Sleuth in ‘Mannix,’ Dies at 91. The detective series, Mannix, was nothing like either of those shows. Though it was one of the early series to feature an african-american actress in a regular supporting role (Peggy, played by Gail Fisher, was his secretary and assistant). For me, personally, it is also unlike Moore’s two most famous series in a weird way. I know we watched Mannix faithfully for most of the eight years it was on the air. I feel a strong fondness for the show whenever it is mentioned, or if I see photos from the show, and I can close my eyes and visualize the title sequence clearly.

Mike Connors and Gail Fisher in a publicity photo. Fisher was the first black woman to win an Emmy.
Mike Connors and Gail Fisher in a publicity photo. Fisher was the first black woman to win an Emmy.
But I don’t remember hardly anything about any actual episodes. There is only one episode whose plot I remember at all, and it was mostly because it was a ridiculous gimmick! (Connor’s titular character, Joe Mannix, is nearly killed by a sniper or similar, and suffers psychosomatic blindness for the entire episode; his cop friends and Peggy then go to all sorts of elaborate lengths to hide the blindness as an attempt to lure his would-be killer into trying to kill him again; the killer eventually takes Peggy hostage, and Mannix has to force himself to see again in order to save her.) I know I liked the show, but other than that one episode, no plots or sequences stuck in my memory.

The more I’ve thought about it this week, the more I realize that I remember more about Fisher’s character than I do about the supposed star of the show. So even though Ms. Fisher died fifteen years ago, let’s not forget her: Gail Fisher, 65, TV Actress Who Won Emmy for ‘Mannix’.

And finally, John: John Hurt, who played Quentin Crisp, Caligula, Winston Smith and Mr Ollivander, has died. John played so many wonderful roles, but to me he will always be Quinton Crisp.

John Hurt as Quentin Crisp:

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Supplemental Links a Day After Friday

The famous hat toss from the title sequence of the Mary Tyler Moore Show.
The famous hat toss from the title sequence of the Mary Tyler Moore Show.
There will be a longer weekend update in a few minutes, but I wanted to get all of these (some of which were meant to go into Friday Links) out there without all my nostalgic commentary:

Farewells:

Mary Tyler Moore, beloved TV icon who symbolized the independent career woman, dies at 80.

Remembering Mary Tyler Moore, Whose Sunny Smile Masked Steel.

A toss of the hat: Minneapolis fans pay tribute to Mary Tyler Moore.

How Mary Tyler Moore Subverted TV Sexism with a Pair of Capris.

Mike Connors, Long-Running TV Sleuth in ‘Mannix,’ Dies at 91.

Mike Connors, Principled Private Detective on ‘Mannix,’ Dies at 91.

John Hurt, Oscar-Nominated Star of ‘The Elephant Man,’ Dies at 77.

John Hurt was a mercurial actor who excelled at playing the downtrodden.

See 143 of John Hurt’s movie roles in 4-minute supercut.

John Hurt’s 10 Most Memorable Roles, From ‘Alien’ to ‘Harry Potter’.

John Hurt, who played Quentin Crisp, Caligula, Winston Smith and Mr Ollivander, has died.

Friday Links (first they came for edition)

c3dxzz-xaae-gby-jpg-largeWell, it’s Friday. The first Friday since a white-supremacist appointing authoritarian ignoramous was sworn in as the (illegitimate) president of the United States, and the number of assaults on my rights has been rather overwhelming.

Anyway, here are the links I found interesting this week, sorted into categories.

Links of the Week

The 100 Most Anticipated Films Of 2017. Scroll down to 86 and see how you ought to handle describing a movie made by a director who is also a convicted child molester…

To Everyone Who Just Had Their Heart Broken For the First Time. Time to repost this…

How to #StayOutraged Without Losing Your Mind.

Doomsday Clock: Humanity might be edging closer to its end.

News for queers and our allies:

How we overcame Aids against all the odds.

Place a tribute fan bench for George Michael in Hampstead Heath. A place where he loved.

The Trojan Horse of Pop. “Pop music, for me, became intellectual foreplay, the only current I heard on a daily basis running counter to the message from the pulpit.”

Coming Out, I Thought I’d Never Get To Be A Dad.

Coming out to your kids.

N. Carolina women gymnasts wear pro-LGBT shirts at meet.

Science!

A radical new hypothesis claims to have a simple explanation for dark energy.

This awesome periodic table shows the origins of every atom in your body.

1000-year old windmills still in use.

Fecal transplant improves autism symptoms.

Wolf-sized otters prowled prehistoric China.

100-million-year-old ‘alien’ insect discovered trapped in amber.

Humans Killed Australia’s Megafauna.

Trump slams the author of a report he hasn’t read, doesn’t understand. I’ve heard more sophisticated arguments on playgrounds from children…

Science Fiction, Fantasy and Speculation!

3 Reasons It’s Okay to Stop Reading That Boo.

The Death Star and the Final Trench Run.

This week in Writing

Minnesota author Kelly Barnhill wins Newbery Medal.

This week in Words

Does Trump Really Have the Best Words?

This Week in Tech

Putting teeth into enforcing Internet of Things security, but for how long?

Indie Microblogging: owning your short-form writing.

This Week in Covering the News

Google bans 200 publishers in crackdown on fake news. Too little, too late, IMHO

Four more journalists get felony charges after covering inauguration unrest.

This Week in Inclusion

Maybe Consider Not Being an Asshole.

Culture war news:

White fear of demographic change is a powerful psychological force.

Compromise does not work with our political opponents. When will we learn?

The religious right have been using ‘alternative facts’ against the lgbt community for years.

Voter fraud suspect arrested in Des Moines. Caught, it was the first case in years, and it’s a trump voter

http://www.salon.com/2017/01/26/while-trump-grabs-headlines-texas-republicans-launch-new-wave-of-assaults-on-lgbt-rights/.

TEXAS IS ALREADY TRYING TO REVOKE SOME SAME-SEX MARRIAGE RIGHTS.

These are the states most at risk for anti-LGBTQ policies in 2017.

Politician Wants To Make It A Crime To Call Pat McCrory Out As A Bigot.

This Week in Fighting Back in the Culture War:

Apple, Samsung, IBM and More Will Protest Texas ‘Bathroom Bill’.

This Week in the Resistance:

Voices from Friday’s Student Walkout in Seattle.

The Women’s March on Washington, and Around the World.

Photos and Video: The Womxn’s March on Seattle.

‘Pussyhat’ knitters join long tradition of crafty activism.

Thousands of Alaskans join Women’s March in solidarity with national events.

Uplifting, Heartbreaking, Enormous Crowds at Women’s Marches Around The World.

Impeach the Mofo Already. Raise money for ACLU, Planned Parenthood, and the International Refugee Assistance Project by buying buttons, hats, t-shirts that spread the message.

Women’s March Street Style: See the Photos.

News about the Fascist

Trump immediately revokes price break for mortgages.

White House press secretary attacks media for accurately reporting inauguration crowds.

Trump’s inaugural cake was commissioned to look exactly like Obama’s, baker says.

Trump Brought Personal Cheerleading Squad to CIA Meeting.

Iraqis Are Pissed That Trump Said The US Might Try To Seize Their Oil, Again.

How Trump’s perverted populism could translate into a second term.

American carnage: Donald Trump becomes America’s 45th president, delivers bleak inaugural address. “But there was nothing for those hoping to see a more pragmatic, moderate President Trump take office, or to hear him admit that the world is complex and less pliable than he pretended on the campaign trail. All populists are at heart conspiracy theorists, who pretend that easy solutions exist to society’s woes and have only not been tried to date because elites are wicked and deaf to the sturdy common-sense of decent, ordinary folk. That was the Trump approach.”

ON THE INAUGURATION OF DONALD TRUMP: PRESERVE, PROTECT, AND DEFEND. “…while we go on waiting for such miracles of personal and intellectual evolution, there is every reason to be on guard against a President whose attachment to constitutional norms seems episodic at best.”

The first days inside Trump’s White House: Fury, tumult and a rebootv.

Congratulations, America — you did it! An actual fascist is now your official president.

Trump’s Voter Fraud Example? A Troubled Tale .

America could build over 500 elementary schools for the price of Trump’s wall. or hire 16,500 elementary school teachers and pay them for a decade

This week in Politics:

Voting in 2016 US Presidential Election — Visualizing Economics.

Marco Rubio Caves on Rex Tillerson. Asshole

Two Former Press Secretaries Slam Sean Spicer For Telling Massive Lie .

DISPATCHES FROM THE WOMXN’S MARCH: DOES THE MAYOR UNDERSTAND WHAT INTERSECTIONALISM MEANS?.

Democrats delay vote on Sessions nomination.

The State Department’s entire senior administrative team just resigned. Note: we don’t know if this was voluntary or if they were pushed out.

This Week in Racists, White Nationalists, and the deplorables

Manners Police Tomi Lahren APPALLED You SNOWFLAKES Are PROTESTING Like GAAAAAH LOUD NOISES

What Really Happened at the Milo Yiannopoulos Protest at UW on Friday Night.

Shooter sent Facebook message to Breitbart’s Milo Yiannopoulos before gunfire at UW protest, policey.

Trump’s federal hiring freeze will kneecap veterans more than perhaps any other group.

Neo-Nazi Richard Spencer Got Punched—You Can Thank the Black Bloc.

Things I wrote:

Weekend Update 1/21/2017: Kind is the new sexy.

Uplifting, heartbreaking, and enormous.

Punching villains.

Why I hate hay fever reason #6481.

One person’s fave is another’s wtf – more of why I love sf/f.

Videos!

Russian President Vladimir Putin (Beck Bennett) and Olya Povlatsky (Kate McKinnon) assure Americans that everything will be fine under President Donald Trump.:

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Jimmy Kimmel Presents The Troompa Loompas!:

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Trump’s Devious Plan to Destroy the White House Press Corps | The Resistance with Keith Olberman:

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Edited to Add: I had bookmarked links to obituaries for Mary Tyler Moore and Mike Connors but somehow left them out of the original post. Check out the Supplemental Links.

One person’s fave is another’s wtf – more of why I love sf/f

5thI don’t remember the first time I found a copy of an anthology that proclaimed itself to contain the best science fiction of a particular year. I am also not sure how many of them I had seen and read before I realized that there were multiple publishing houses putting out those annual collections. It was difficult to tell because they had such similar names: “[YEAR]: the World’s Best SF,” or “[YEAR]: the Annual World’s Best Science Fiction,” or “The World’s Best Science Fiction the Year: [YEAR]” or “The Annual [NUMBER] Edition Year’s Best S-F” and so on. And let’s not even get into the fact that 90-some percent of the stories included were written by authors in the U.S., with only a small number of authors from the UK, Canada, Australia, or another English-speaking country getting in.

I was 18 when I went on a buying binge picking up as many editions of the series edited by Donald Wolheim as I could, as I had read a few of his previous collections and found they more often contained several stories I liked than some of the others. Wolheim’s taste was close enough to mine that I could count on several good ones in each collection. And it was good to know an editor I could count on to find good ones. I’d been a little shocked at just how many stories I had disliked in some of the other similarly named collections. When I was younger, I assumed that if the name of the book included “The Best…” that it ought to be true, and thus had a few unpleasant surprises.

picture056_15jul06Of course now it seems obvious that any list of The Best of anything is going to be subjective. When you also understand that in order for a story to be included in one of these collections, the editors have to contact the author or representative and get permission to include their story. For a few decades, every publisher that had a science fiction/fantasy imprint seemed to be publishing one of these annual collections, so they were competing against each other. So if, say 12 stories wound up in one editor’s collection, that doesn’t necessarily mean they were the top (in the editor’s opinion) 12 stories published that year, but rather were the 12 out of a longer list which the editor was able to negotiate a deal.

One upside was that the various annual Best of anthologies usually didn’t have any overlap.

I love them, even though there were always at least a few stories that I didn’t like. There was always a story that I did like written by an author whose name I didn’t recognize, giving me someone knew to look for. Another nice thing was the variety of type of story. Even though they were all picked by the same editor, the stories seldom had anything in common. Themed anthologies can be cool, but sometimes they’re a bit hard to get through because when the stories all fall into a single theme and are all picked by the same editor, some can feel a bit repititious.

Another thing I love about all of those competing Best Of book series is that there are thousands and thousands of copies of the books in hardcover and paperback out there in used book stores. So if, like me, you love to browse all the bookseller booths or tables at sci fi cons, or can easily spend hours wondering in a used book store, you are likely to run across some of these little treasure troves at a reasonable price.

The last few years I’ve read lots of blog posts—and listened to some spirited discussions—about the idea of a science fiction/fantasy canon. Books that every fan or every aspiring right should have read. Unfortunately a lot of books from days gone by that were important to the development of the genre, and/or were beloved by many fans over a span many years, don’t hold up so well for younger readers. Heck, sometimes they don’t old up for us old fogies! I still remember the utter horror I felt when I found a copy of a fantasy book that I had absolutely loved when I was 10 or so, only to find some really blatant anti-semitism and problematic treatment of native peoples when I found a copy again as an adult. As a kid, that stuff had sailed right over my head, but I can’t in good conscience recommend that book now without at least a warning.

So I don’t think it’s right to insist that someone isn’t a true fan or doesn’t understand the genre if they haven’t read specific books. But I do think that we benefit from being familiar with the roots of our favorite genres. And I think that all writers benefit from reading broadly and occasionally reading things outside their comfort zones. Which brings us to another thing I like about these old Best Of collections. Select any one at random and you will get a number of short stories written by a bunch of different people. It’s a lot easier to get through a short story that challenges you in one way or another, than to get all the way through a novel. It’s one way to get samples of some of the roots of the genre without amassing a pile of old books many of which not only will you never be interested in reading again, but that you can’t force yourself to get all the way through.

And odds are, you will find at least one story you like a lot. Which may send you looking for more stories by an author you’d never heard of before. That’s always fun.

Not to mention the possibility that a bad story can serve a good purpose, even if it is only an example of the kind of writing you never want to do yourself.

Why I hate hay fever reason #6481

*Achoo*
*Achoo*
Now, you might be thinking, “Why are you bringing up hay fever in January? You live above the 47th parallel in the northern hemisphere! It’s winter!”

And that is precisely why I’m writing about hay fever and why I hate it: I suffer from moderate to severe hay fever, specifically exhibiting an allergic reaction to every pollen, spore, and mold in existence. Seriously, when an allergist once tested me to see which pollens I was reacting to, it was all of them they tested for. Because I live in Seattle, which is far enough north to experience winter, but moderated by the proximity of the Pacific Ocean, under the best circumstances my hay fever season lasts for 10 months out of the year. Usually some early flowering plants start pollinating in mid-February, and then it’s flowers and trees and grasses taking turns until October, when all of that starts to die down–just in time for the ferns to start sporing. And in the Pacific Northwest we have a lot of native ferns around. Then, sometime in November, mushrooms and toadstools start popping up all over, and the air fills with fungal spores.

If I’m lucky, we’ll have a good solid freeze before December is over. I’ll stop taking my prescription allergy medication when we get some freezing temps and see if the symptoms flare up. If not, I’m usually good until the next February.

The last few years, we never got a solid enough freezing period. I would try skipping my meds for a day or two, but then I’d have a horrific attack of hay fever (red swollen itchy eyes, sinus congestion, headaches, et cetera) and go back on the meds until the next freeze. But it never let up.

This year we got several extremely cold spells, and earlier than usual. Overnight lows not just below freezing, but well more than 10 degrees below freezing, and daytime highs that didn’t exceed freezing. I stopped taking my allergy meds in early December, and no hay fever symptoms came. So I thanked my lucky stars and hoped I wouldn’t have to start again until February.

Then our most recent string of colder-than-normal temps ended rather dramatically. In less than 48 hours we went from overnight lows in the teens (farenheit) and daytime highs right at freezing at best, to a daytime high in the 50s, and overnight lows also above freezing. And during that 40-some hours? Almost non-stop rain. A veritable deluge.

Winter is normally very rainy here, of course, and I was happy the rain had returned. But a few days later, I woke up with itchy eyes, congestion, and a nasty sinus headache. When I stumbled to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, my eyes were red and swollen. I started taking my hay fever medicine again, and as usual, the worst of the symptoms were alleviated. But I’ve been at the low level, semi-congested and so forth stage that I feel during high pollen season when I’m on the meds.

A few days later, my husband mentioned that he had red swollen eyes and such a burning in his sinuses, that he thought there might have been a chemical spill at work. But no one else had the symptoms, no one could smell anything, and they couldn’t find anything. He doesn’t get hay fever nearly as badly as I do, but he keeps some over-the-counter hay fever meds around because on high pollen days in the spring and summer he does get it. So he took a pill, and a couple hours later his symptoms were also helped.

I’m assuming that the sudden jump of temperatures up to a bit warmer than usual for winter, after a lot of colder than usual days, plus all that rain after a long dry spell has tricked a bunch of plants into thinking its spring.

So, I’m back to being stuffed up, sniffly, and very occasionally sneezing. In January. Could you pass the Kleenex, please?