#resist!

A Chill Runs Through Our Democracy

I'm avoiding real life because I need just a little place where I can focus on the frivolous, on a past that was in some ways even more hostile to women, to queerness, to diversity, but which had the charm of hope, of movement towards a better world.

I love Farscape because it was ahead of its time, it was trying, and I can forgive its failures because I remember those times and my own ignorance and my own need to learn and grow, and hope I am forgiven.

But please don't take my silence here as an assent to the coup that is happening, or a blindness to how deeply this is already affecting not just people I care about, but whole communities, here but also around the world. What we are doing to transgender people is wrong. What we are doing to immigrants is wrong. What we are doing to our institutions and the rule of law is wrong. We know better. We should be doing better. What is happening is wrong. It will cause suffering. It will kill people. It will break things that can't be mended.

I have no religion and I've never been much of an optimist. So while I believe that we will emerge from this nightmare eventually, I don't know how, and I don't know how bad it will get before we do.

In the meantime, while I might be doing other things in the rest of my life, I hope you all can forgive me for keeping this space mostly about my space blorbos. I hope you all continue to post about my favorite misfit Jerry Springer found family, or whatever interests or fandoms or hobbies or art give you a few breaths of joy.