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padparadscha got an interview with a local museum:

The interview went pretty much like this:

ME: Yo! I am here for my job int--
MUSEUM DUDE: YOU'RE HIRED

I have the feeling Museum Dude is in a little over his head.

Anyway, nothing boosts your confidence like someone getting really excited by your resume. Although I must admit, I was completely baffled right at first. I'd forgotten that the whole point of job interviews is that sometimes you get jobs out of them. WEIRD.

Context! She'll clear the paper jam!

pathology_doc: Yeah, I know - but reading in this sub-genre and complaining about that is a bit like reading the Bible and complaining whenever it mentions God.

EDIT: Sorry, forgot context link! Here, and not work safe.

cornerofmadness is attending a library book sale. Again.

Logic Me - DO NOT LOOK

Addict me - I'm just walking past to go get a drink.

Logic Me - LIAR

Addict Me - Come on, it's 3 hard covers for a dollar and 5 paper backs for the same.

Logic Me - You have NOT read any of the books you purchased at the last 4 library book sales.

Addict Me - But but but

Logic Me - No buts. In fact, didn't you make a New Year's resolution no more reading library books until you've read books you own? For the second time??

Addict Me - Yeah, but

Logic Me - Didn't you just return three books to this library three seconds ago, promise breaker?

Addict me - Yeah but come on, you can't expect me to buy Bleach? That series would be over 500$ and counting. OOOOO look, you love this series!

Logic Me - PUT IT DOWN

Addict Me - No, it's in my hand, it's MINE. I can't put it back now. OOOOO lookee, Diane Wynne Jones you never even heard of. She's passed on, you'll never get another chance. I might need another bag.

Logic Me - You pick up a bag and I'm popping a blood vessel in your brain here and now

Addict ME - Come on, I have three hardbacks already and look, I love this series too. Oh wait, no. Looks like this came out of a basement. It's foxed and has cobwebs on it. EWWWWW.

Logic Me - put it back

Addict me - WEBS! They're on me.

Logic Me - Serves you right. Now stop at three.

Addict Me - FINE. Bitch.

Context can quit anytime it wants, with sufficient amounts of negative reinforcement. QWP.

shinozaki20 codifies a classic Rule Of Superhero Badfic:

Catchphrases on their own are an effective means of characterization, in the same way my cat sticking his head under the bed can magically hide the rest of his Garfield sized body.

Context points out that Aquaman's outrage threshold isn't that low.

From the incredible samurai_ko, something for the "profound" column:

Dear "Jane,"

You're not alone.

Not by a long shot.

You see, albeit with a few differences, I have been where you are right now, in that I am also a rape survivor. And I was sixteen years old when it happened. Since I can't go back in time and tell any of this to my younger self, I *can* at least tell you. And maybe I can help you avoid many of the mistakes I made as a result of what had happened.

Right now, not only must you deal with the harsh reality of what has happened to you, you are also dealing with the brutal public scrutiny of a nation and a world. That, I cannot even begin to imagine; to be honest, I'm not sure I even want to. I've read both the public outpouring of support, and the public flood of vitriolic, hateful bile that has come your way. (I can only pray that you are embracing the former, and ignoring the latter.) But if you are anything like I was, you are wondering, almost obsessively, if it really was your fault.

The answer is no.

To clarify that, as to whether or not you should have been drinking, that... okay, yes, not the best decision you could have made. But what happened as a result... no. What other people do is not your fault. They had no more right to drag you around, film you, subject you to the physical and emotional abuse you underwent, any more than they had a right to pick up a loaded gun and blow your head off, just because you were drunk. Had they been even remotely decent human beings, they would have found one of your friends and said, "She's had too much. Take her home." Instead, they indulged in petty, brutal, mindless self-indulgence. And that is not your fault, either.

You are also probably wondering if this has 'devalued' you in some way - that you are no longer worth anyone's love, affection, trust, or respect.

The answer is no.

This has not cheapened you, it does not make you any less deserving of the fundamental dignity, compassion, and self-worth that is every human being's right. It does not make you a slut, it does not make you worthless, it does not do anything save make you aware that, well, some people are just assholes.

And most of all, you're wondering, "What happens now?"

The answer is, "You survive."

Just go read the whole thing. Especially if you happen to be Jane Doe of Steubenville. (Or Jane Doe of Saratoga. Or Jane Doe of Arlington. Or Jane Doe of Gaithersburg. Or Jane Doe of...)

[ETA: Sorry for the comment screening; I don't know how that got turned on.]

dungeonwriter versus ableism in higher education, Round Umpteen:

My favorite was one official decrying the lack of lawyers with disabilities. It took GREAT effort for me not to laugh in his face. "Because your policy is to make their lives so miserable that they are telling others to not even try it. The accommodations require a maze of confusing, redundant, poorly planned nonsense. Getting help requires self advocating as a full time job."

"Well, I'm sure if they wanted it enough."

So I said "We're about the same height. Could you fetch me that book on the high shelf?"

"No. But let me get a chair."

"No no. No accommodations. I'm sure if you wanted it enough, you could reach it."

And then walked away. I needed a root beer to calm down.

Context friendslocked and QWP. (And I would so have sprung for that root beer, too.)

So, like Odysseus seeking Ithaca, late stage cancer patients voyage from island to island, risking being turned into pigs or drawn into the sirens' fatal embrace for the sake of one of more hit, one more high, one more extension on our tenuous and already cancelled lease on life. We are junkies desperate to stay in the light just a little longer before we descend so deeply into the paths of the dead that no pharmaceutical Orpheus will ever be able to sing us back to the lands of the living.

Quoted with kind permission from his journal

Proverbs 31:10-31, as updated and genderswapped by dungeonwriter:

An accomplished man, who can find? His value is far above his generous salary and benefits,
His wife's heart relies on him and she shall have a great fortune
He does her good and never evil all of her days
He seeks paychecks and dividends and works the stock market willingly
He is like a merchant ship, bringing groceries from Pomegranate* afar
He rises while it's still night and makes coffee for the household and breakfast for the children
He plans a home and buys it, and with the sweat of his brow, makes a Sukkah
He girds his arms in strength at the gym, and makes his core strong
He knows his portfolio is good and his IPAD does not dim at night
He sets his hand to Nordstroms and hands the credit card to his wife
He extends his hand to the community and lends a hand to the cause of Torah
He does not fear for his family in snow, for all his family is clothed beautifully
He buys covers for the windows, made of fine linen and eco efficient
He creates a start up company and sells it, he delivers profits for the investors
Strength and honor are his Brook Brother's suit, he smiles at his quarterly reports
He opens his mouth in wisdom and the lesson of his father is on his tongue
He watches over the household budget and does not allow the sin of spendthrift
His community lauds him, his wife is proud of him
"Many men I have dated, but you were the one who surpassed them all"
Name brands are deceptive, cars are fleeting, a man who puts you first, he shall be praised
Give him the fruits of his Roth IRA and let her praise him on Facebook

*Expensive kosher store in Brooklyn

Context friendslocked and QWP.

Proposed by penguineggs:

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Context, once again, bemoans girl-cootie-phobic slash writers.

padparadscha on why she's looking foward to The Hobbit:

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Context has territorial hobbitses.