More comments I posted elsewhere in the last several months:
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I am reminded of my paternal grandmother, toward the end of her life. She had only one bookcase in her apartment, and it was only about half-full. This seemed weird to me, and I think to my parents, until she explained that she had stopped rereading books, so her bookcase contained only books she hadn't read. She and some of her neighbors were sharing books, informally, offering each other books they were done with. I think she shared the belief that books shouldn't just be thrown away, and she had been poor in her youth, I think long enough not to think of things as easily replaceable.
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umadoshi, responding to a post on the "give me three random topics" meme:
I haven't investigated the process, but yes, Montreal bagels are smaller and a little sweeter than New York bagels. What feels weird to me is that the default bagel in Montreal is sesame seed rather than plain.
Where are you getting rosemary sea salt bagels? I was pleasantly surprised to discover rosemary bagels when we lived in Washington: there is apparently one bakery in the Seattle area that makes good bagels, and they had an outlet at the Bellevue Transit Center, which was one of the first things we discovered after moving, and helped me feel somewhat at home. (I, and even moreso
cattitude, grumbled about not being able to get bread we liked, but those were good bagels.) My brother-out-law Scraps (who grew up in Seattle but lived in New York for a couple of decades) was skeptical of the idea of rosemary bagels, but when I just showed up at his and
roadnotes's apartment one day, tried one and found it good.
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staranise posted about gardening, and cycling around her neighborhood, with photos of her own and other people's gardens. She described the last of them as "at the first glance, weed-choked and abandoned—but if you look closer, you'll see that a year or two ago, this was the carefully-tended darling of someone who loved gardening very much."
I wrote:
That last yard doesn't look neglected, just that they mow less often than some people and like clover. When we had a garden for a little while (and thought we would for longer), one of the things I planted was clover, because I like the scent of the flowers, bees like it, and it's good for the soil.
If they are thinking garden more than lawn, they may well be happy to share cuttings.
The planting strip may be neglected—if Alberta is like New York and Massachusetts, that broad-leafed "plantain" is one of the things that will grow on untended lawns—but a lot of people pay less attention to the planting strip. Where I've lived, it was a given that people would step on almost anything there, so mostly I just pulled out tree seedlings so they wouldn't grow to undermine the sidewalk. (I like maples, but they do produce a lot of seeds.)
Apparently I have Opinions about the "tipped minimum wage":
The Globe doesn't want to show me the survey, but:
I've lived in (and traveled to) places where tipped employees get sub-minimum wage, and in Washington, where waitstaff get (at least) the same minimum wage as office workers or store managers, and I didn't notice any difference in the quality of service between New York and Boston (sub-minimum wage) and the Seattle area.
I hope being less reliant on tips makes servers less vulnerable to harassment (there will probably still be managers who discipline servers for not letting drunks grope them), but that's not the only reason there shouldn't be exceptions to the minimum wage laws. (At all. Farm workers should also get the state minimum.) To me, the argument "raising her wage won't protect her from rude customers" is an argument for higher pay for tipped workers, not lower.
(this was commenting on a locked post, which in turn seemed to be referencing some other discussion I haven't seen.)
Over on File 770, people are talking about the recent (July 2019) SF convention "SpikeCon," and how the concom handled, and mishandled, the implications of the name [anniversary of the trans-continental railroad) as well as how they treated a non-white artist guest
@ Lenore:
Unfortunately, intersectionality doesn't seem to come naturally to most people. I think that's partly because everyone is starting from their own viewpoint and experiences. Plus, there's a lot of pressure to not think or talk about most of these issues, so a disabled white woman might literally not think about "this railroad was built by people" long enough to wonder about who those people were, or how the railroad owners treated them. (Yes, "white" there is an assumption, based on what you did say about her.)
And of course, it's not as simple as seeing/saying "intersectionality is a real thing." That probably helps people to not dismiss certain voices, but (for example) recognizing that classism exists, and listening when someone points it out, doesn't mean that I will notice it in a book, or article, or conversation, or ask relevant questions on my own.
I'm using class as an example because it's (a) an issue I am aware of in a general way, but (b) not something that has affected me much directly, and (c) therefore something I am more likely to get wrong.)
sovay was talking about her family background, what she was told about it when she was growing up, and possible implications:
True statement: my paternal grandparents were immigrant factory workers whose first language was Yiddish (I've seen the census record).
True statement: my father was a judge, and when I was applying to college as an undergraduate, I listed him on Yale's application form because he made me a "legacy" applicant.
Either of those, by itself, implies a somewhat different story. They are both part of the story of my life, because I grew up with four living grandparents, all of whom I saw regularly. (Which, come to think of it, is another true statement which suggests things about who I am and where I come from.)
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I am reminded of my paternal grandmother, toward the end of her life. She had only one bookcase in her apartment, and it was only about half-full. This seemed weird to me, and I think to my parents, until she explained that she had stopped rereading books, so her bookcase contained only books she hadn't read. She and some of her neighbors were sharing books, informally, offering each other books they were done with. I think she shared the belief that books shouldn't just be thrown away, and she had been poor in her youth, I think long enough not to think of things as easily replaceable.
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I haven't investigated the process, but yes, Montreal bagels are smaller and a little sweeter than New York bagels. What feels weird to me is that the default bagel in Montreal is sesame seed rather than plain.
Where are you getting rosemary sea salt bagels? I was pleasantly surprised to discover rosemary bagels when we lived in Washington: there is apparently one bakery in the Seattle area that makes good bagels, and they had an outlet at the Bellevue Transit Center, which was one of the first things we discovered after moving, and helped me feel somewhat at home. (I, and even moreso
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I wrote:
That last yard doesn't look neglected, just that they mow less often than some people and like clover. When we had a garden for a little while (and thought we would for longer), one of the things I planted was clover, because I like the scent of the flowers, bees like it, and it's good for the soil.
If they are thinking garden more than lawn, they may well be happy to share cuttings.
The planting strip may be neglected—if Alberta is like New York and Massachusetts, that broad-leafed "plantain" is one of the things that will grow on untended lawns—but a lot of people pay less attention to the planting strip. Where I've lived, it was a given that people would step on almost anything there, so mostly I just pulled out tree seedlings so they wouldn't grow to undermine the sidewalk. (I like maples, but they do produce a lot of seeds.)
Apparently I have Opinions about the "tipped minimum wage":
The Globe doesn't want to show me the survey, but:
I've lived in (and traveled to) places where tipped employees get sub-minimum wage, and in Washington, where waitstaff get (at least) the same minimum wage as office workers or store managers, and I didn't notice any difference in the quality of service between New York and Boston (sub-minimum wage) and the Seattle area.
I hope being less reliant on tips makes servers less vulnerable to harassment (there will probably still be managers who discipline servers for not letting drunks grope them), but that's not the only reason there shouldn't be exceptions to the minimum wage laws. (At all. Farm workers should also get the state minimum.) To me, the argument "raising her wage won't protect her from rude customers" is an argument for higher pay for tipped workers, not lower.
(this was commenting on a locked post, which in turn seemed to be referencing some other discussion I haven't seen.)
Over on File 770, people are talking about the recent (July 2019) SF convention "SpikeCon," and how the concom handled, and mishandled, the implications of the name [anniversary of the trans-continental railroad) as well as how they treated a non-white artist guest
@ Lenore:
Unfortunately, intersectionality doesn't seem to come naturally to most people. I think that's partly because everyone is starting from their own viewpoint and experiences. Plus, there's a lot of pressure to not think or talk about most of these issues, so a disabled white woman might literally not think about "this railroad was built by people" long enough to wonder about who those people were, or how the railroad owners treated them. (Yes, "white" there is an assumption, based on what you did say about her.)
And of course, it's not as simple as seeing/saying "intersectionality is a real thing." That probably helps people to not dismiss certain voices, but (for example) recognizing that classism exists, and listening when someone points it out, doesn't mean that I will notice it in a book, or article, or conversation, or ask relevant questions on my own.
I'm using class as an example because it's (a) an issue I am aware of in a general way, but (b) not something that has affected me much directly, and (c) therefore something I am more likely to get wrong.)
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True statement: my paternal grandparents were immigrant factory workers whose first language was Yiddish (I've seen the census record).
True statement: my father was a judge, and when I was applying to college as an undergraduate, I listed him on Yale's application form because he made me a "legacy" applicant.
Either of those, by itself, implies a somewhat different story. They are both part of the story of my life, because I grew up with four living grandparents, all of whom I saw regularly. (Which, come to think of it, is another true statement which suggests things about who I am and where I come from.)
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It bothers me very much that servers are reliant on tips for a living. From my perspective as a customer, that puts a moral weight on tipping that is very uncomfortable. A tip ought to be a compliment, and a server ought to be paid a living wage.
Agree that intersectionality is tough, this case in particular.