I actually have a person at work whose advice I solicit in order to know what not to do. This person is wrong 100% of the time. It's so consistent that you can set your watch by it, making him an absolutely incredible resource. Knowing what not to do is nearly as valuable as knowing what to do.

Essay. open.substack.com/pub/laocoonc...

Woah. There's a lot of good facts in these threads about the Pope's power in this moment, in this place. The appearance of the monstrance probably put the fear of god into any Catholic ICE employee at that facility.

The thing about the anger is - Im still nice. I still roll around the neighborhood and work and other spaces being friendly and learning things, building networks, good will, and knowledge. I often show up for people anyway, while still showing up for myself. What you radiate is reflected back.

The entire office for special education, huh? One thing about all this is that eventually there will be nothing left to cut and then he'll be out of leverage, so we've got that going for us, which is nice.

Ive been screaming angry for over a week now. It's getting to be too much.

My god, I am begging people to read a history book this week. Any book about politics in the twentieth century will do.

Yes! Not as bad as I thought! All is not lost!

Anger through the roof again today. I guess anger is a feeling like the other ones, that you have to get through? I am angry AT people though. People in real life. I feel they deserve it, but I am burning myself.

This is an enormous problem.

This is a problem.

Today, I got a bad case of the angries.

I was never interested in the Catholic Church until about 2y ago. Now Im up at 4am reading the history of Opus Dei and Vatican 2. Im... happy to be reading. I need to hold onto this. I am so rarely interested in anything bc my entire life rn is about needs, not wants. Im INTERESTED in something!

Best day of my life so far

I have no eloquence this evening, so my main message is "fuck you, assholes." Im just... fed up.

The stories coming out of Chicago are a fucking nightmare on wheels. Looks like nothing less right now than state terrorism.

I don't think I'll ever be able to attend another wedding. The process of divorce is unbelievably fucked up. The system is exploitative. No one can afford to be married or get divorced. I've made some terrible mistakes in my life, but this was the biggest one.

Essay, I guess: laocooncitheronia.substack.com/p/whispering...

Zombeavers is a great movie. You should watch it.

Be encouraged: substack.com/home/post/p-...

So, the business abt deploying the military to practice on civilians in American cities is a problem, tho the Nat Guard on garbage detail says to me that we arent ready to break that law just yet. However, if Im a Mexican-American hiding in my home, I dont guess this discernment matters much to me.

The best thing about Tuesday is that it is almost Wednesday. #tst3k

Fucking oof.

I am developing a thesis about ICE's recruitment strategies based on the comportment, clothing, and level of fitness of the "agents" who get played by a lone Mexican hero on a delivery bike. Thesis: These are right wing Gravy Seals and the dubious gaps in their resume were not queried.

Flours

This account is fucking fire.

I found a Jewish deli on my travels today that I had never seen before. I ordered a knish, not having had one in thirty years. I don't know what this is, in a bowl, that they gave me, but I swear it's not a knish. I realize now that 90s NYC cart knishes were a special thing that maybe disappeared.

This sounds important, like he's going to announce first contact with an alien race or something. However, I am 100% certain that the ultimate message of this conference will be "Fuck you, look at me now, bitches. Look how you jump when I say jump."

Im so overwhelmed with work and obligations that shit is starting to slide off the plate again. I can't help but feel that modern society is designed to burn you to the ground. I am so tired and sick right now, and I have to KEEP GOING. The only way you can check out is if you get some money.

Modern education people will tell you that lecturing is bad and no one can possibly pay attention that long, it's all about hubris, and other bullshit. Lecturing, like all teaching, is an art form. Some folks are wicked skilled at it. Good lecture is the best way for me to learn and Im not alone.

Remember that scene in that book where there are workers are rewriting history in real time, deleting and adding parts based on slips that come to their office through a system of vacuum tubes? What was that book? www.theguardian.com/us-news/2025...

The algorithm on facebook thinks I'm a crafting lesbian, Substack thinks I'm autistic, and twitter thinks I really need some full body kevlar armor. I'd say none of these things are true.

The haters are out calling me names. I'm not rebellious enough, a coward, a bootlicker, embarrassing, possessed of a persecution narrative. The word "accountable" was used. Arguments abound that it's better to watch the world burn. Still think TST and the people in it are pretty great.

Essay: open.substack.com/pub/laocoonc...

There are mosquitos IN MY HOUSE. Tell me why, because I'm about to burn the fucking house down. Fuck spiders and silverfish. This is a problem.

OH NO THE SATANIC TEMPLE DID NOT FOLLOW ME

I just found deadly nightshade growing in my garden, apropos of nothing. I've never even seen it in the wild before. My witch era is coming, maybe.

The park across the street is blasting Ozzy very early. My parents would be calling the cops and even at my advanced age I still have to push past their reaction and realize that I LOVE Crazy Train for breakfast!

I think the thing is that, I'm very good at explaining things. I get paid to explain things, I explain things all day and night when I am not at work, and in my spare time, I find myself also explaining things when I write. I think that spending all my time explaining things is making me sick.

Ok, well, maybe a little sherbert.

I did not sleep, or rather I woke up probably ten times. It's gonna be a day.

Shoutout to the guy at work who took the opportunity of me taking some PTO last week to tell everyone that I wasn't there because I got run over by a bus. On the upside, people were really happy to see me walking into meetings this week.

Does anyone remember that Ray Bradbury story about the brother and sister with their virtual reality nursery?

My neighbor is in his backyard playing his guitar and I am so grateful for him at this moment.

Local twelve-year-old boy mows my lawn and weedwacks for twenty dollars, news at eleven. I am turning into an old neighborhood lady at a young age and I do not give a single fuck.

Today was one of the worst days. Mind-bendingly shitty. I am so fucking done with so much of this shit. Worst. Day. Ever.

Paging @luciengreaves.bsky.social to the emergency room, stat www.imdb.com/title/tt2724...

My mother had measles and then rubella back to back as a child. She nearly died and was in bed for about six months. She missed all that school and there were no "make ups" or whatever. I guess we're doing this because Americans are babies and don't remember what it was like.

No, you cant. The Biodiversity Heritage Library is like nothing else in the history of the world.