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speaking as someone who has a REALLY hard time feeling safe in a doctor's office, I would have more peace of mind if the people with power over me weren't psychologically tortured for years to qualify for the job

programs like that are selecting for the people that are willing to internalize toxic ideas about suffering, listening to their body, and setting boundaries

1. Check that you have good access to shade trees, a shelter custom made to fit you and all your friends, and plenty of good airflow

2. Find the hottest, sunniest, and least windy part of you pasture and lay down

3. Make sure you look as much as possible like you have died of heatstroke

4. Get your friends in on it

The most amazing part is how the water droplet magnifies the Hornet's mouth parts, so you get to see them up-close!!!! It was FASCINATING to witness!

Here's some of my favorite still shots from that video:

GO OFF BESTIE

So while I'm disappointed, I'm not surprised.

There's been a reason Erotica has thrived as a genre primarily on Amazon for a while now — but even there, we've seen increasing censorship, and authors struggling to get eyes on their work because the algorithm is hiding their work. (We call it the 'erotica dungeon,' and it's not as fun as it sounds. It's basically algorithmic death.)

And to any of my fellow Romance authors who think this doesn't affect us: it already does.

Amazon and other publishers already discriminate and classify LGBTQ+ content as inherently more erotic than het-romance. You could write the sweetest, cutest, most tooth-rotting LGBT fluff on the planet with zero hardcore erotica in it, but because you've tagged it as LGBT, you're inherently pushed toward the Erotica genre.

And really, it's all just goal posts built on a foundation of shifting sands. Just because they're letting your work slide today doesn't mean they'll do it forever.

And if that makes you mad because you don't want to be lumped in with the icky, gross sex writers, well, I'd hold your hand when I say this, but I don't want to: you're part of the problem.

look how much fun they’re both having! yes!

and also this couple, who are both wheelchair users

It tastes like a pumpkin gingerbread cake! Great treat for fall and winter!

Tim Cain's Chocolate Chip Pumpkin Muffins -- They're the shadow king's favorite!

1 and 2/3 cup flour

2 tsp cinnamon

1/4 tsp cloves

1/4 tsp baking powder

2 eggs

1 cup chocolate chips

1 cup sugar

1 tsp nutmeg

1 tsp baking soda

1/4 tsp salt

1 cup pumpkin (half of a 16 oz can)

1/2 cup (one stick) butter, melted

Tim Cain is one of the creators of Fallout

and he is an overall delight

This month people have been tearing Flock cameras off their poles. Perched above public streets, they are birdlike things, weatherproof, and they photograph every passing car and file it in a searchable national database. Somebody cut two of them in half at Washington Avenue and Westcott in Houston, spray-painted the wreckage, and left an American flag on one of them. Police were notified on the morning of the Fourth of July. Somebody severed a camera in Rutherfordton, North Carolina. The police department posted the photograph itself and collected more than twenty thousand comments. “Not all heroes wear capes.” “Give them a medal.” Here is what the cameras do when nobody cuts them down. Cops use them to hunt immigrants and to follow ICE targets across state lines and to find women who ended pregnancies in states where that is a crime and to watch exes and to watch women they want, without a warrant and without a judge. A cop types a reason in a box and the box does not check. A man in Burleson, Texas, told deputies his girlfriend had taken abortion pills. He showed them the photographs, the FedEx envelope, the instructions. Deputies opened a death investigation into a non-viable fetus, and the district attorney told them the state could not charge her, and they searched anyway: 83,345 cameras across 6,809 networks, a month of everywhere she had been. The reason they typed was had an abortion, search for female. The search reached Illinois and Washington, where what she did was legal. They found her in Dallas. She came into the sheriff’s office a week later, and they thought she had come to explain the fetus, and she had come to report that the man who called them had put a gun to her head. A sheriff in Jerome County, Idaho ran his wife’s plate more than seven hundred times in three months. He typed the same reason every time. Test. The attorney general found nothing to charge him with. He retired in April. The Institute for Justice counts at least twenty-two officers who used the system to track people they were romantically interested in, and calls that almost certainly an undercount. And the cameras keep falling.