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confused by "Jewish rye" because theoretically its mother would have to be Jewish but you use sourdough starter to make sourdough, not rye bread

I’m reminded that without limitations my diet and habits would freely mix very healthy with profoundly unhealthy, gladly mixing long walks, weightlifting and martial arts with cigs, pastries and breakfast food. Lactose intolerance is the only reason I don’t eat blocks of cheese.

A twitter post suggesting photos of environmental health and devastation as proper use of the right wing "this is what they took from you" meme, above a twitter post about newly revealed - and the only non-German - photos of the Warsaw Ghetto Uprising. Sheer coincidence this morning.

put in for a batch of jobs, thanks to listening to Amon Amarth albums I checked job listings for "housecarl," "bondi" and "trading voyage to Miklagard" but nothing as usual.

daydreaming of "Ulfhednar," a proposed but sadly completely fictional Amon Amarth/Powerwolf collaboration building off how werewolves could easily wield Dane axes and survive horrifying amounts of non-silver weapon dino damage

oh LOOK a customer specialist job for less than minimum wage in Seattle for TESLA, because clearly there's a company operating on a shoestring budget

how nice, yeah no. I'd rather work for fucking Amazon again.

The most extreme example;

An *entire ethnic group* exists solely because rich people wanted to cheap out on agricultural labor. Since that time, their descendants and all their ancestors have been abused in all sorts of incredible manners all because someone wanted to make money - either by capitalizing on the desperation of poor Blacks (eg, how did Harlem become a thing?), or offering anti-Blackness as a consolation prize to mistreated non-Blacks (the beginning of "How Long? Not Long").

And my own people? Wealthy people realized that by barring us from land ownership and military service, they got rid of a potentially hostile faction, alienated non-Jews and Jews, and *yet* maintained the advantage of literate, desperate people who'd serve as their doctors and bankers, successfully blamed for both. Conveniently timed exiles and any hint of tolerance sent my ancestors hither and yon until they wound up in this country, where we are dismissed as the people who secretly have all the power and all the money when in reality we have none (and there's more, but that rant would alienate people, and I don't feel like it now).

It's horrifying how nearly all prejudice exists largely as a distraction (one which, if you're in a scapegoated group or close, you cannot afford to ignore) from how we face very real problems, the solutions to which practically always involve rich people giving up money.

How many millions of people are being hurt right now because someone wanted a tax break?

"Excuse me, Grand Moff. Request for brief leave."
"Whatever for, Leftnenant Clyton-Rhees-Smythe?"
* whisper whisper whisper *
"EVACUATE? In our moment of triumph? I think you overestimate their chances!"

"I've been waiting for you, Obi-Wan. It's been over 20 minutes, the pizza is free." #EpIV

"oh my! I've forgotten how much I hate space travel!" *jazz hands* #EpIV #Soundtrack

"Obi Wan. Obi Wan. Now that's a name I haven't heard since, oh, I chopped yer ol' Dad's legs off and left him to die in a pool of lava. BUT! Sandpeople are easily scared off, but they'll soon be back and more of 'em, so I suggest we scarper." #EpIV #Soundtrack

#drawings today, finally a bit looser, fantasy characters; elf swordmage, halfling monk using shakuhachi as weapon, halfling cavalier and portraits; priest of Wee Jas with force scythe, war priest of Hextor, portraits.

Getting gailan, pea shoots, okra and stuff from Asian Family Market. It’s a madhouse, but not really more so than any other Sunday. I’m out of it enough I didn’t check when there were lion dancers in the Int’l District?

Saw some pretty trees, went to a used bookstore and didn’t go nuts with the used Dungeon magazines, am getting Wienerschnitzel for the first time since I left NorCal.

This morning I feel caught between a childhood that really wasn’t, and old age. “I will never be young when I’m mostly free from that bullshit” is a hard pill to swallow, but I also feel kinda lost.

Just... rethinking art as a place where I'm not good enough/will always be judged not good enough. So much of that is just incidental, triggery stuff left behind from childhood.

current mood; declaring BATMAN! during the choral parts of the MiB soundtrack