JE SUIS DOCTEUR

now i do love my local friends but nothing lately has been so invigorating as talking to people whose lives are not centered east of the highlands. yesterday people were recommending spots in woodlawn! i love my volunteer shifts where folks from the other community service orgs drop by to borrow things or donate. if you aren't in a 3-neighborhood radius you're on thin ice unless you can learn to hang. even when i've gone out to other counties people who say, like, germantown instead of fucking norton commons have my heart.

one nice thing today is the guy who checked out our inflatable dancing tube man thing (like, the goofy things car dealerships might use) reported back on how it went. the bday party had a request for "non physical gifts" so they brought it as a "dance instructor" and improved a song to its movements which is already kind of an all-time anecdote and makes me want to find weirder fun things to donate.

every single day of my miserable life i do wish for a time when i thought the #waronlouisville was a stupid fucking twitter bit and not a real material threat to the life and well-being of many people not only in my city but across the fucking state for some fucking reason. legislators want louisville not just to heel but to suffer for the crime of also having a democratic process and authority over our own metro area. this state being such that i really have to give any, ANY credence to the idea that passing a trans safe haven bill will actually harm queer kentuckians is so infuriating i can't even think straight enough to evaluate it. i think it might be true! i think we should maybe do it anyway! i think maybe none of us here in the city can make that call for the more vulnerable rural folks who will be worse-hurt by any reactionary legislation from the state house and senate! i don't know enough about the dynamic between the city dems (miserable evil evil structure) and my local socialist councilman who authored the ordinance and the larger queer groups statewide to tell whose bias shows where! i hope the fucking capitol dome collapses with [redacted] inside!

institutionalized is not enough of a word. surely there is language there in the world i have not found yet that centers the common evils among prisons. i do think psychiatric institutionalization is more like incarceration than not, experiential, and same for "group homes" or whatever the non-psychiatric-type residential "placements" imposed upon youth in the foster and child welfare systems are. if you are forcing people to reside in a highly-controlled & regulated congregated setting, the avenues that return them to their outside communities are the same. i think of prison theater programs' recidivism rates, i think of ky shakespeare behind bars doing a, by all accounts, uplifting program with girls in residential. sovereignity, and hope, and our vocation to become more fully human.

genuinely remarkable how much of the current [redacted] jargon is no more complex than any given dame ragnelle retelling. "kids love to have some control over things" oh yeah the vulnerable person perceived as monstrous/evil/deservedly cursed desires sovereignty. "voice and choice! nothing about them without them!" oh yeah the marginalized person who is overlooked desires sovereignty. i'm glad we've come so little distance since the middle ages. it's really great. it's great.

getting into certain local bands really is like. oh you like the local honeys? should we have lunch at hauck's to celebrate. should we throw a party at kaiju. someone put an ad out in the germantown times