I think that Lance (from Voltron) would be great with kids. Not so sure he could handle Jack-Jack’s superpowers, but it seems like everything’s under control in this picture.
For now.
Dance Lance created by wittyy_name on AO3 with art by wolfpainters on Tumblr for a fanfiction called Shut Up and Dance With Me. Please note, you must be over 18 to read this.
Hello My Imaginary Friends,
This was written in advance as I’m most likely scrambling to make my NaNoWriMo word count.
My good friend, wonderful human being, fantastic author, godmother to my child, and all around badass S. M. Carrière wrote the following on her facebook:
“Did your candidate win?” is a really sneaky way to try and discern my politics, sir. Let me help you out a bit. I’m so far left, you might mistake me for Scandinavia. Does that help you?
She followed up with this wonderful post: Where I Stand
Now if you’ve read my rants or posts you’ll know where I stand on most subjects…
But for those of you who don’t want to go looking let’s make this clear:
ALL HUMANS DESERVE RESPECT, HEALTH, SAFETY, AND FREEDOM!
That means that trans men are men, trans women are women. Trans, non-binary, two-spirited, gender queer, and every other form of gender identity is valid and they all deserve the rights and freedoms given to the rest of the world.
There is no weaker sex, there is no valid reason to think one is better than the other, the whole thing is a cultural construct and fuck you if you think I’m any less of a man for wanting to stay home with my child.
Healthcare is a fundamental human right. I don’t mean just emergency care, I mean all health care from teeth, to glasses, to mental health. If you’re thinking there are people who should be excluded, I disagree. Everyone!
No one should live in fear of losing everything because they get sick or can’t work. That’s total bullshit.
We have voice recognition tech, self driving cars, and other fantastical technology. There’s no reason for any community not to have safe, clean drinking water and access to food.
The First Nations of Canada (and many other countries) have been treated like crap for hundreds of years. We as a nation need to do better. I’m not well versed enough to make a detailed plan but we could start by making sure every reserve is livable and has access to water, good houses, etc. If we can declare Quebec a nation within a nation, why can’t we do the same for the First Nations? Give them their land back, induct them into the constitution, make them equal provinces and lets start fixing this shit. (Okay I have no idea if this would work or if it’s a good idea. The best thing would be to ask them what they need and negotiate fairly and actually follow through with our promises.)
Respect shouldn’t be earned, it should be the default.
The environment is essential to our survival and we can do a lot to fix the damage we’ve done.
Medical science literacy is an essential skill. If you believe GMO’s or Vaccines are inherently bad, you’re wrong and need to get a better education then Goop and other celebrity bullshit.
If your identity is defined by what you hate or by wishing the death of another, you should rethink your life choices. Humanity is humanity, there is no better combination of arbitrary genes than any others. So fuck off with this Nationalist, White Power, Proud Boys, Nazi, Autism Speaks, I’m an Attack Helicopter, etc. fuckery and learn to love something other than yourself.
I am tolerant of all people up and until they are intolerant or wish death on others. I see no issue with this.
EDUCATION is the only path to a better society. It doesn’t have to be college or university but it does have to be flexible, adaptable, and open. Libraries, colleges, universities, and other education forms should cater to the people, they should not be businesses. They should be free and they should be available to all. That random 42 year old who suddenly wants to learn about physics or art history should be free to do it.
In case you want a career that is not provided for free, there several ways to do so. You can start by using a website, a tool to help you find that college you want and take a career that you like. Lets’s say you want a Commercial driver’s license but you don’t know where to take a course. All you have to do is read review at that link and that’s it. You’ll find a place that helps you with that.
Sexual Education is important!
Capitalism and Democracy are fundamentally flawed despite being the best choice we currently have.
Billionaires shouldn’t exist.
We should be moving to a post-scarcity society instead of a feudal one.
Art and artists are valid and should be respected not derided.
People are people, they’re scared, easily manipulated in large groups, and capable of horrific injustices. BUT they are capable of great beauty, love, kindness, and creation.
ALL HUMANS DESERVE RESPECT, HEALTH, SAFETY, AND FREEDOM!
One last thing. If I discover that what I’ve said (above or in general) is hateful, hurtful, or just wrong; I will change my mind. (I might grumble and argue but I’ll get there.)
If you have a problem with me because of these things, leave a comment and we can discuss it. If you just want to change my mind because I’m obviously an optimistic dreamer with no sense of reality, feel free to just leave.
Later days,
Éric
Happy Halloween!
In honour of this spooky holiday, I would like to introduce you to the Uley Long Barrow.
Barrow means a mound placed over a grave/tomb, in case you were wondering.
Numerous skeletons have been discovered within it over the years, and there is evidence of disturbances over the centuries. But considering the barrow is thought to be at least five THOUSAND (not hundred) years old, I guess that makes sense.
Uley is located in England, near Gloucestershire in the Cotswolds, just north of Bristol and Bath and south-west of Stratford-on-Avon.
And guess what? You can go right inside it! (Be prepared to be squished and get very dirty!)
Read more here!
Are you interested in travelling to South-Western England? Jen has retired from working as a travel agent. Hope you’ve enjoyed Fandom Travel .
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The royal Physician was formidable in combat. Artemis couldn’t help but be impressed by this short, rotund, dark skinned man, with a greying beard. He looked like he should be serving his grandkids soup for lunch, not battling a hoard of angry demons.
With one hand he healed the soldiers and civilians and with the other he wielded a blade made of magic and fire.
Artemis had picked up two of the smaller swords that the demons were using and she was getting the hang of slicing off heads.
“I thought monks didn’t like to use weapons?” the Physician asked.
“I thought healers didn’t like using attack magic,” she replied, ducking a broad sword swing from a very naked demon and lunging at his head with her swords crossed like scissors.
“We all need our hobbies.” He smirked as the head fell to the ground. He neutralized the poison with a wave of his hand and the body dissolved.
“Some people pick up crotchet or cooking.” She liked verbally sparing with him. It had a soothing quality. The fact that he knew that she was a woman helped. She felt more at ease with him than she had with anyone since she arrived on the island.
“Do you cook or crotchet not-yet-a-master-monk?” He swung his sword up and it turned into a umbrella, shielding the civilians under him from flaming arrows. A demon at the end of the street had a cannon that shot arrows at an alarming speed. Their tech was very similar to Cillian tech. Artemis didn’t like the implications of that.
Throwing her sword at the demon and catching him in the neck she said, “No. I fight with weapons.” She heard the guffaw from the Physician as she launched herself at the demon with her sword in its throat. Once again she was glad the demons treated their blades against their own acid blood.
As she finished off the demon, his neck exploded in green acidic blood. Artemis felt the acid fly into her face and chest. She lost grip on one of her swords and felt the pain that came with it the acidic blood followed by a stabbing pain in her chest.
Instinct took over and she spun into a round house kick. She connected with something big and broke a few of what felt like ribs. She’d been trained to fight blind by the masters and her other previous teachers. The fact that her kick hit the thing’s chest and not its head meant it was well above seven feet high.
Not wasting any time, she went low and kicked at the things legs as a distraction as she launched into a complicated set of thrusts and slashes. She wasn’t trying to kill the, hopefully, demon, but get it off balance enough to stun it until Fred, the Physician, could heal her wounds.
She sliced and kicked the demon and prepared for a massive blow to its head but never made it. The demon grunted and hit the weapon in her chest and she fell back. The pain was almost more than her training could handle and she couldn’t get up.
“I leave you alone for ten seconds.” Fred’s voice and magic warmed her when she didn’t even know she was cold.
The magic was fast and powerful. She felt the sword pushed from her chest and she grabbed it as it came out. Standing, she assumed a defensive posture and opened her eyes.
She had two swords again and looked fierce but next to the behemoth in front of her she looked puny. He was stark naked and obviously aroused, he had multiple slashes and bruises, and his for hands held three weapons. Behind him, glowing ominously, was a swirling portal.
“Four arms? And eight feet tall? What magic made you?” Her quips were a little weak. She was still a little disoriented. She felt Fred’s hand on her neck and suddenly she felt like she’d drank eight coffees.
“I am the lLor Commander of the Demon Hordes of Aldroy. I command ten thousand and will squash you like the tiny human boy you are.”
Rolling her eyes, Artemis said, “I’ve wanted to say this for months. I am no boy.”
The fight lasted longer than it should have. Despite his size and strength, he was clumsy. Fighting with two short swords and a six foot two handed sword meant he was limited in his movements.
She took her time learning his movements and then pushed him hard and fast. Every hit she blocked felt like a hammer on her arms but every third hit of hers landed. At first his cuts didn’t seem to slow him down but eventually he showed the effects of his wounds.
Just as she was getting confident in her movements and ready to go for the death blow he laughed and tripled his speed. He’d been toying with her the whole time. His hits that were hard and slow suddenly became powerful, quick, and calculated.
To become a master, a Monk of Dumas needed to pass a test and a ceremony but most importantly they needed to do an act of heroism. Artemis had expected that to mean a great feat or strength or something impressive. In that moment, Artemis realized that it was more than that, the monks needed to reach a state of complete control and inner peace.
As she parried the blows all her training disappeared from her mind and was replaced with calm thoughts. She fell into a trained rhythm and concentrated on her breathing and her body. As she did, she called on everything she’d ever learnt and it all fell into place like a giant puzzle.
The world slowed and she moved at an inhuman speed. In the amount of time it took the demon to swing his two handed sword, she cut his head off and kicked it across the street.
Every demon stopped, fell to their knees, and let out a hideous howl of rage and pain.
Portals appeared all around them and the Demon Hordes of Aldroy stepped out into the city.
“I think we pissed them off,” Fred said, eyes wide.
“Maybe, or it could be a coincidence.”
If you’re enjoying this year’s serial story why not check out those from past years?
The Amphibian Man is played by Doug Jones in The Shape of Water.
Here is the crocheted version.
I’m in awe.
Hello My Imaginary Friends,
I really need to learn that I have to take time off after a convention. They drain me like crazy. After can*con I was exhausted. So what did I decide to do? Do a full week of work and then spend the weekend hosting. I cooked a full turkey dinner on Saturday and brunch for 10 on Sunday.
Monday was rough, Tuesday was worse, and Wednesday I crashed. I was dizzy and nauseated and slept until 11.
I’m feeling better today, mostly, but still a little dizzy, and I’m back at work.
So here’s an update for things and stuff:
Things are going well. I’ll be doing some roasting this weekend and/or next weekend to make enough for Ottawa Comic-Con Holiday Edition. We have one more holiday fair after that and we get into holiday quiet time.
It’s been a great year for coffee and I appreciate everyone’s support.
No… Nope… I really shouldn’t… Well fine.
I’ll be doing a modified NaNoWriMo this year to finish Paragenesis: The Copper Tarnish; I have another 20-30 thousand words to write and it’ll be ready for submission.
If you’re not excited about it… I am. I have a contract with Renaissance and I’m hoping to get the first edits early next year.
I’m hoping to send this one out to my favourite Urban and Fantasy writers to get a blurb.
This is by far my best book and the easiest to make into an epic movie or TV show… hint hint… Netflix, Amazon, HBO, CBC? Anyone?
Most of my projects I write, edit, pass on; but not FADDS. I’ve been editing and fixing this thing for the better part of 8 years. It’s only gotten better.
The first 10 levels are completely balanced and well done. The higher levels I’ll be playtesting this January.
If you’re interested in joining a regular group in 2019, let me know.
She’s still fantastically cute and occasionally infuriating.
Well that’s most of the news.
Later Days,
Éric
It seems obvious to me to say this, but Trans Rights are Human Rights. Transgender humans deserve the same freedoms and rights as cis-gender humans.
It boggles my mind that there are people out there who think that they don’t.
Right now, the Trump-Pence administration is trying to pass a proposal that would remove LGBTQIA2S+ people from federal civil rights protections and stop enforcement of the non-discrimination laws. Within this proposal, there is the definition of “sex” as biological traits only identified at birth “according to science”.
This is scary, people. If the US succeeds at passing this, not only are transgender people going to lose legal protections and ability to legally change even just their name, but anyone who identifies under LGBTQIA2S+ are no longer going to be protected.
And if the US succeeds, what’s going to stop conservative governments in other countries from trying to follow suit? I’m sure Trump-lite in Ontario would love to try the same thing.
Sex and gender are much more complex than what the US is trying to propose. I read an awesome Twitter thread about it the other day. But here is a much more detailed article. Although the world insists on defining sex as a binary, it’s much more like a spectrum than we realized. And by we, I include scientists, who are only recently using a non-binary approach to their studies.
So please, US, stop trying to fit everyone into a two-box binary that is decided by observation of their genitals at birth. Everyone is a human and deserve legal protections and rights.
https://www.cnn.com/2018/10/21/politics/human-rights-campaign-hhs-transgender/index.html
https://www.chrc-ccdp.gc.ca/eng/content/lgbtq2i-rights
https://www.nature.com/news/sex-redefined-1.16943
https://twitter.com/ScienceVet2/status/1035246030500061184
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Hello My Imaginary Friends,
In last week’s post on smoking I used the word Marijuana to refer to Cannabis. I thought that they were synonyms and had no idea of the history of them.
A reader sent me this article from the Ottawa Citizen: Here’s why you shouldn’t use the word marijuana anymore
I did some quick research and found this interesting article from CBC: Weed, cannabis, pot or marijuana: what’s the difference?
In brief, Cannabis is the genus of the plant, or its scientific name. It’s the name that the government is using for the product, which can be easily obtained at the wholesale CBD hemp seeds for growing | discount pharms.
The word Marijuana however has a much different history. There are a lot of different theories as to where the name comes from but the word was popularized in English in the early 30’s America. The opponents to the drug used the “foreign” sounding word to scare people and eventually pass the Marihuana Tax Act of 1937 which was the first step to making the drug illegal.
Apparently smoking cannabis wasn’t popular in the early 1900’s until refugees from the Mexican revolution brought it into the states. Because of this and the ever present racism, the word was associated with immigrants and used to fuel fear based politics. (so much has changed huh?)
The exact etymology is unknown. Here’s a list of theories:
No matter where the word comes from, it’s a leftover racist term meant to encourage fear and we should stick to cannabis as the proper term.
Did you know any of this? Do you have any theories about the word?
Later Days,
Éric
On the Sunday of Can*Con, Jen Desmarais (who writes and runs TravellingTardis.com, Blush, and Fandom Travel) received her Aurora Awards nomination pin from this years winner for short story Liz Westbrook-Trenholm.
The excellent Brandon Crilly was pinned at the same time.
