It turns out that after a lifetime of prophylactic acquiescence to Dude Culture gavage, I no longer give a crap. I don’t give a crap if dudes like me, or if dudes like feminists, or if dudes understand basic elements of feminism, or if dudes support the feminist fucking agenda, or if dudes sincerely ask me to educate them about feminism when all they really need is a swift kick in the grill with the boot of basic human decency. I’d rather have a root canal than spend even 3 seconds trying to convince some dude that patriarchy exists and that I’m not just making it up because I’m ugly and can’t get laid. The only thing that interests me less than educating lazy-ass dudes about their male fucking privilege is explaining to fucking lazy-ass privileged dudes why I am not interested in educating them. And Jesus Christ, the ennui! The crushing, stultifying, soporific ennui! The ennui of writing “Chad, you seem like a nice enough guy, but you should really check out the Feminism 101 blog before calling me ‘irrational’ and alluding to the power of femininity.” The ennui of reading “your a bitch thats why feminism will fail.” The ennui of sifting through gibberish like “Our female ruling class & their collaborators are biggest criminals in history.”
God, the ennui! It’s like living in the goddam Twilight Zone episode where the train keeps pulling into the same station over and over and over.
i really miss swimming and they have pools. also, i really would like to work out a little, even though really i don’t want to do that at all, but i think i should. i think i could convince myself to go at least twice a week and run, do some elliptical shit, and then swim. i hate physical activity but i’d like to be healthier and also i’d like to maybe not necessarily be thinner but less like floppy? that might not make sense. i’d like to feel more toned and less like jell-o i guess.
i’m nervous to do it because i did join a gym once and i think i went twice over the three months i joined for and would run for 15 minutes and then sit outside and chain smoke while my friends finished their work outs. i hate it, but i think i should do it.
also - my parents, who have never been physically active in their lives, have suddenly decided to get in shape. my dad goes to the gym a few times a week and my mom is working with a personal trainer. both of those things are hilarious if you know my parents. or if you know how much my mother enjoys smoking cigarettes and drinking.
after i quit smoking a year and a half ago or so, i’ve felt more and more like i should be more active, especially because i actually can physically do things without coughing and wheezing and dying after 5 minutes now.
i mean, i fully intend on continuing my diet of mostly cheeseburgers and french fries, but maybe i can avoid my body going to total shit if i work out?
anyone have experience with the Y? i can’t find out how much it costs to join because they’re announcing new member rates tomorrow but i think i’ll maybe do it.
i wonder if i can convince will to go with me. i doubt it.
Referring to yesterday’s post on security: see what I mean? You cannot even trust a fresh-off-the-factory-line machine to not have spyware on it.
Okay, so what the article doesn’t tell you is how to figure out if your phone has the app, if it can be deleted, and if so, how.
There is no user mechanism for deleting it.
You would detect it on your own phone using a packet sniffer, just as was done in the video (not a particularly easy tool for a regular user to use.) But seriously, this is a breaking story, not a how-to. There is no faster/easier way to tell right now. I’ll be following this story so if a list of phones with the app comes out I’ll publish it here.
“The Carrier IQ application is embedded so deeply in the device that it can’t be fully removed without rebuilding the phone from source code,” he says. “This is only possible for a user with advanced skills and a fully unlocked device. Even where a device is out of contract, there is no off switch to stop the application from gathering data.”
Ask the Siri, the new iPhone 4 assistant, where to get an abortion, and, if you happen to be in Washington, D.C., she won’t direct you to the Planned Parenthood on 16th St, NW. Instead, she’ll suggest you pay a visit to the 1st Choice Women’s Health Center, an anti-abortion Crisis Pregnancy Center (CPC) in Landsdowne, Virginia, or Human Life Services, a CPC in York, Pennsylvania. Ask Google the same question, and you’ll get ads for no less than 7 metro-area abortion clinics, 2 CPCs and a nationwide abortion referral service.
Ask in New York City, and Siri will tell you “I didn’t find any abortion clinics.”
It’s an experience that’s being replicated by women around the country: despite plentiful online information about actual places to get an abortion, Siri doesn’t seem to provide it. It’s a similar experience for women seeking emergency contraception: in New York City, Siri doesn’t know what Plan B is and, asked for emergency contraception, offers up a Google results page of definitions.
so i mentioned earlier that i was nervous about my internship evaluation. i didn’t really feel like i gave it my all and also i thought my boss didn’t like me so i was nervous. turns out she really does like me and wrote fantastic things about me on the evaluation form. we had the executive director there with us as well and they were both super complementary and it was actually really fun.
i guess i’m just a nervous weirdo that doesn’t think anyone likes them
Obsessing Over: dealing with my internship evaluation because it counts as like 30% of my class
Working On: making shitloads of brochures for my internship site. so fucking dull.
Thinking About: how I want to go home and take a nap. Also how i have to go in front of a fake courtroom of people tomorrow and give fake testimony as a fake 15 year old who witnessed her father get shot and her family beaten for class. really not looking forward to it…
Anticipating: the end of the semester!! it’s coming so soon and then i need to spend all of winter break getting my applications in order and make final decisions on where i’m going to apply.
Listening To: Violent Femmes
Drinking: coke! i just made the switch from diet coke to regular coke. I have NEVER been a fan of coke (with the exception of fountain coke and mexican coke). I read this thing recently though where they did a taste test experiment on mexican coke and regular coke and everyone preferred the regular coke so i thought i’d try and anyway, long story short i’m in love. obviously i love science (even this kind of fake science) even though i complain about it always.
Wishing: I didn’t have to be here making brochures, that I didn’t have a presentation and the mock trial tomorrow, and that I didn’t have to apply to grad schools and they would just call me and make me offers. I wish they had to apply to me instead.