A short film about discrimination, bigotry…and love.
How to Restore a Broken Relationship
On Thursday I’ll be blogging a review of the new Hobbit movie. In the meantime this search term lead new readers here recently. I’m not a psychiatrist or psychologist but I challenged myself to answer the question in exactly 50 words. What have I missed? đ
- First you have to figure out what isn’t working about it.
- The only person you can change is yourself.
- Everyone involved must be committed to fixing it.
- Not every relationship can or should be repaired.
- Three words: Cognitive Behavioural Therapy. If nothing else check out a library book on it.
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Suggestion Saturday: December 15, 2012
Here is this week’s list of blog posts and other tidbits from my favourite corners of the web.
Waiting. Trey Smith and his wife waited all day for their marriage to crumble. Click on the link to find out what happened next!
VozMe. Cold and flu season is upon us. Every time I come down with a respiratory infection I lose my voice for several days. Hopefully this doesn’t happen to my readers as well but if it does this website can speak for you while your body recovers.
From A History of Violence:
Whatever its causes, the decline of violence has profound implications. It is not a license for complacency: We enjoy the peace we find today because people in past generations were appalled by the violence in their time and worked to end it, and so we should work to end the appalling violence in our time.
The Assembly. This is quite the story. 20 years ago my mom explained AIDS to my brothers and me in such a matter-of-fact way that I barely remember the conversation. Someone we’re related to through marriage was (and is) living with this virus and she didn’t want us to be afraid. We never were.
Flexuality Test. An online sexual orientation test that’s a little more holistic than the  Kinsey Scale. I found it to be fairly accurate.
From Friendly Social Coercion is Still Coercion:
Itâs nice to be wanted! Itâs nice to be invited! Even an âAw man, I was really looking forward to seeing you. Next time?â would not go awry. But itâs not nice to be badgered and coerced and then told that your explanations, if you offer them, are not good enough explanations and have your attendance (or non-attendance) treated as a referendum on the entire relationship and a reason to blame you for not caring enough.
How would you react if a deadly disease broke out in your community? Would you flee to safety or stay behind to nurse the sick and dying? Fever Season tells the true story of a yellow fever epidemic in Memphis, Tennessee in 1878. Much of what we know about this period comes from the diaries of courageous men and women who chose to stay in the city. Some of these individuals died as a result of their decision to stay. Somehow that made this book even more poignant.
And just in case this is my last Suggestion Saturday post ever:
If the world comes to an end, I want to be in Cincinnati. Everything comes there ten years later. – Mark Twain
I, for one, think this is a great idea. If things start to get apocolypse-y next week let’s all meet in Cincinnati. đ
What have you been reading?
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How Fear Defines You
Fellow horror fans have probably heard of Decay already. For those of you who haven’t it’s an amateur zombie flick filmed at CERN, home of the Large Haldron Collider. In the story a few dozen researchers are exposed to the Higgs Boson particle with disastrous results.
Watch it for free here if you’re interested:
Longterm readers have probably figured out that I like being scared. Out of everything in the horror genre zombies frighten me the most because they’re not bound by the same rules that affect other mythical creatures.
The undead don’t need an invitation to enter your home. They’re not lethally allergic to sunlight, silver bullets, garlic, holy water, cutting down their trees or hearing a human say that we don’t believe in them.
And  a universe that includes them changes the way we treat one another. If general-you wants to survive a zombiepocalypse the wounded must be left behind. Even the shallowest bite or scratch is a death sentence in almost every story on this topic and as soon as the afflicted person dies every other member of the group is in terrible danger.
This is a silly example, of course, but as I was watching Decay I realized that abandoning someone who desperately needs help is gut-wrenching. How could anyone abandon a friend or coworker to certain death? Would I keep running in that situation or would I risk my own life to help someone who was going to die anyway?
I’d like to think I’d be a hero in that situation but I honestly don’t know.
What do you fear?
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Wild Card Wednesday: Guessing Game
I couldn’t resist the urge to blog at 12:12 on 12/12/12.
Can you guess what this is before the big reveal at the end of the video?
infime from Cut And Cook Studio on Vimeo.
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Confessions of an Accidental Thief
The other night Drew and I were cuddling before bed. Somehow the conversation drifted to the types of soda we drank growing up and the silly things we did when the adults weren’t looking. In the wink of an eye I was little again.
Laramie, 1991. For the past year my family has lived in a trailer park. My favourite things about the neighbourhood are the indoor pool and recreation centre. To an eight-year-old there’s nothing better than spending an afternoon swimming or playing foosball in the rec room. When I have spare change I occasionally use it to buy soda or candy at the vending machines.
One day while I’m waiting for a friend alone by the pop machines I decide to play with the buttons on it. It’s fun to imagine that each button makes a different noise (although they don’t) and in my head I hear the ghost of a tune.
And then an orange soda tumbles out of the machine. I stop playing with the buttons and furtively look around. I don’t have any money with me and was not expecting this to happen. How am I supposed to pay for little metal can that wasn’t meant to be released?
There are no grown-ups around to tell me what to do and I have no idea how to find the adults who service the machines. Finally I decide to drink the soda as penance. I dislike the flavour but somehow it seems worse to let it go to waste. I never play with the pop machines again and for years feel a tinge of guilt for “stealing.”
Toronto, 2012. Drew laughs as I finish my tale. He grew up with kids who also figured out how to get free stuff from vending machines but he’s never known anyone who felt bad about it.
It’s funny to think about how early our personalities are fixed. 20+ years later I remain cautious about these things and still worry about taking more than my fair share…even accidentally.
Respond
Does anyone actually like orange soda? đ
What childhood memory reminds you of a personality trait that you carried with you to adulthood?
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Suggestion Saturday: December 8, 2012
Here is this week’s list of blog posts and other tidbits from my favourite corners of the web.
i09 Needs Your Mail to Save the World. Now this is a clever idea. Rob Bricken wants to answer your questions about (post) apocalypse living. Whether you’re looking for a book recommendation, want to imagine a what if scenario or need advice on survival gear he’s your man. Go click on the link and send him a question!
From Positive Thinking is for Suckers:
For a civilization so fixated on achieving happiness, we seem remarkably incompetent at the task. One of the best-known general findings of the âscience of happinessâ has been the discovery that the countless advantages of modern life have done so little to lift our collective mood.
Why Today is Different via SeptemberMay. A heart-breaking essay on visiting a loved one living with Alzheimer’s disease in a nursing home. We watched my great-grandmother slowly slip away due to this disease. As a teenager I’d visit her at the nursing home with my mom, brothers and occasionally my grandfather (her son). By this point my great-grandmother no longer remembered any of her relatives so maybe those visits were more for us than for her. I hope I’m wrong about this, though, and that some part of her realized she was surrounded by love.
Mystery Picture. There’s something hidden in this picture. Do you see it?
From The Neurochemistry of Americans:
For the dopamine addict, life is a constant chase for that next hit. And America, composed of migrants attracted to that âreward,â is disproportionately endowed with such people, more than perhaps anywhere else on earth.
My friend Daphne Ashling Purpus recently published her first book, Dragon Riders. I’m so proud of her and would like encourage all of my readers who enjoy the fantasy genre to give this story a try.
If you buy it through the above link I’ll get a small percentage of the sale. Books at Amazon are the only affiliate links on this site, though. To any other readers out there who’ve been published lately, please let me know about it. I love promoting stuff written by people with whom I have personal connections.
What have you been reading?
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Wild Card Wednesday: A Survey for Nontheists
Richard Haynes (Atheist Nexus) and Dr. Tom Arcaro (Elon University) are conducting a survey on how non-theists connect with likeminded people. The results won’t be strictly scientific but they will help Serving Atheists figure out how to better reach people with similar worldviews.
You don’t have to identify as an atheist to participate in this survey. From what I understand they’re casting a wide net and hope to hear from atheists, non-theists and people who check off the none box. If any of these sound like you then you qualify.
It took me about 10 minutes to complete.
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How Does the Winter Solstice Affect You?
This is my groggy time of year.
Yesterday was particularly sleepy as it was dark and rainy for much of the day in Toronto. I stumbled through the afternoon desperately wanting a nap and wondering why it had to be so gloomy outside.
Sometimes I wonder if this profound lack of sunlight is one of the reasons why I’m not a fan of Christmas. After six months of watching the days grow progressively shorter maybe a small part of my mind worries that they’ll never wax again.
Contrary to many people I prefer January and February to December. Yes, those months are typically colder but they also fill the world with a slowly increasing amount of light. Even the chilliest wind and the deepest blanket of snow cannot hide the fact that spring is on her way.
I’m not worried about the (supposed) Mayan prediction that this year’s winter solstice will bring about the end of the world. My concern with the 21st is purely vitamin D related – I need more sunshine! đ
Respond
How are you affected by the shorter days this time of year?
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Suggestion Saturday: December 1, 2012
Here is this week’s list of blog posts, quotes and other tidbits from my favourite corners of the web.
You can know the name of a bird in all the languages of the world, but when youâre finished, youâll know absolutely nothing whatever about the bird⌠So letâs look at the bird and see what itâs doingâthatâs what counts. I learned very early the difference between knowing the name of something and knowing something. – Richard Feynman
Love Your Enemies. On the surface the author of this post and I share little common. He’s a devout Mormon, I’m indifferent to the topic of religion. He has three wives and 24 children, I have one husband and no interest in motherhood. Yet I get the impression that our families would get along famously in person.
The Lying Disease. An article about how people who have Munchausen Syndrome deceive online friends.
From Why I Hate Neurons:
Circa 1998, I was a fat, sickly 14-year-old living in a cold, damp, foggy town on the outskirts of Manchester. I was fat because I ate too many potato crisps, and I was sickly, well, probably because I ate too many potato crisps (I kid).
Barred from Freedom: How Pretrial Detention Ruins Lives. It’s amazing to me that stuff like this still happens in 2012. I wonder what it will take to level the playing field?
A Word From Your Sponsor. A good reminder for the holiday season.
What would happen if a meteor hit the moon so hard it was knocked out of orbit? Can humanity survive all of the environmental chaos the moon’s new orbit brings? Life As We Knew It describes the new life of an ordinary teen and her family when the unthinkable happens. What I liked most about it was how loving and kind the mother is in this story. Too often young adult fiction assumes that adults are dumb or don’t have the best interests of their children at heart.
What have you been reading?
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