Showing posts from March, 2009

Now you listen here, MSNBC.

I have ADHD. I was diagnosed at three years old, long before anyone in the media had ever heard of it. I know several things for a fact:

1) ADHD is a real disease that affects about 2% of the population. We've gone absolutely crazy in the last ten to fifteen years diagnosing kids inappropriately with it left and right, which has left those of us who actually do have ADHD in a rather difficult position - defending ourselves from those who say it's not a real disease while fighting the tide of inappropriate and reckless diagnoses.

2) ADHD causes inattention, disorganization, impulsivity, recklessness, procrastination, distraction, hyperactivity, forgetfulness, and...oh look, a chicken. These are real symptoms that cause real problems in daily life. For kids, it can make sitting in a classroom an exercise in torture, and make learning really difficult, even if the kid is really intelligent. For an adult, like me, it can make for an extremely difficult workday - especially in …

Sinister Weekly post delayed.

I'm having a hell of a time figuring out what to write in these things. I'm so used to just spewing forth at the exact moment that something catches my brain that by the time I get around to doing my weekly posts, whatever has caught my attention is long since over. I need to kind of retool and figure out exactly what to do with this blog now. Stay tuned.

Sinister Weekly - Week of March 8 to 15

Part 1: Validation.

It was an eventful week in Sinister land, dear readers. Monday marked my partner's birthday, and for the occasion, we had our Oregon domestic partnership certified. For the first time, we live in a state where we have legal protection and recognition of our relationship. It's a very nice feeling. It means that if I have to go to the hospital, I won't have to worry about whether my partner can get in to visit me. It means we can file our state taxes jointly, though our Federal taxes will still have to be filed individually, thanks to that unconstitutional travesty known as DOMA, which our current President has promised to repeal, hint, hint.

So it's not marriage, and it can't be in Oregon, because the bigots got their little marriage protection amendment passed in this state as well, but it's not nothing, either. It's validation.

Part 2: Credit.

We drove to Portland in a rented moving van and a Saturn station wagon that was all paid off…

Sinister Weekly - Week of March 1 - 8

It seems like the answer to all of our economic problems is the same: nationalize it.

The car industry is tanking. If it fails, millions of jobs will be lost. We have two possible solutions: 1) let it fail and just eat the economic damage. 2) nationalize GM, fire the management, restructure the company to produce plug-in hybrids and, you know, decent cars that don't break, and then re-sell it back to the private sector. Option 2 is cheaper and less painful in the long run - by a long shot.

The banking industry is tanking. Nationalize the big failing banks, lump them together into one big National Bank, force them to start lending again, and use that power to jump start the economy like a big set of economic jumper cables. Voila. Cheaper than just handing them money and watching it disappear.

The health care system is in crisis. Private insurance is a tangled web with gaps as wide as the Grand Canyon, and other mixed metaphors. The solution is to nationalize it. Expand Medic…


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Sinister Weekly for the week of February 22 - March 1.

I'm reading a book by Terry Pratchett called Small Gods. If you're not familiar with Terry Pratchett, he writes a very funny series of comic fantasy books that take place in the Discworld, a flat circular world that rests on the backs of four elephants who are standing on the back of a turtle. If you enjoy Douglas Adams, you'd enjoy the Discworld series.

Anyway, I won't get into the details of the book, but there is a passage in it that struck me, and it puts me in mind of people who try to discredit scientific fact by equating it with religious belief. People who accept the reality of evolution are called "evolutionists," who "believe in evolution." Scientists who use hard data to describe the effects of human activities on the climate crisis "believe in global warming."

I'll quote a short passage from this book, which I think illustrates the point quite well. In this scene, a p…