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Walk It Off, Bitches

1 Feb

NPR has been talking a lot about how ketamine (or, more likely, drugs with a similar chemical profile) could be used to treat people with crisis-level depression. There have been limited studies, but apparently the drug has an immediate effect in a large number of depressed patients, even those who have treatment-resistant depression.  The upshot of all of this is this is that doctors could have a way of treating suicidal patients immediately instead of admitting them to a psych ward until one of the current anti-depressants kicks in and/or the feelings that caused the crisis passed.

I was pretty excited to hear all of this for a variety of reasons, but especially because I have treatment-resistant depression and it’s nice to have another tool in the toolbox–those SSRIs are fucking rusty and kinda janky and have all sorts of TMI side effects. I was also relieved that the reports I heard were without all the condescension and ignorance and ableism that often dominates discussions of depression, although the Talk of the Nation show  had a member of the Exercise and Eat Right brigade call in. Because the solution to thinking that you’re an utter piece of shit and that your life is so miserable that you’d be better off dead is to take a fucking jog. I was glad to hear Neal Conan basically laugh at him and tell him that the studies supporting exercise for depression were for people with mild or moderate depression, not people who come to the ER wanting to or having attempted to off themselves.

I have been intending for some time to write a post  about the dismissive, obnoxious, and potentially dangerous shit that non-depressives say about depression, so right now I’ll just briefly address HOW MUCH THIS SHIT PISSES ME OFF.  I know that the “I know better about your life than you do” thing certainly isn’t isolated to depressives and tends to compound based on relative privilege, but it’s been one of the biggest factors for me in the spirals of shame and self-blame that lead to thoughts of suicide and self-harm.

These days, I’m less inclined to take what clueless assholes say to heart, although it still infuriates me. Mr. Exercise and Eat Right probably did nothing other than demonstrate that he is a dumbshit with the listening skills of a kindergartener.  But it goes to show that even the simplest, least fraught discussions of depression still result in opinion-havers having opinions that they feel the need to share with the rest of us, despite how dumb and harmful they may be. Which I suppose is a privilege of being American, but goddamn, that shit has got to stop.

Debate Genius Doesn’t Understand the Concept of the First Amendment

24 Jan

Newt Gingrich is a free speech crusader and a defender of downtrodden academics, business leaders, and ambassadors.  He is willing to sacrifice precious time he’d spend making well-reasoned arguments such as “Obama is a food stamp president” on national television to allow grown adults to clap whenever they damn well please. Do you know what a sacrifice this is for an egotistical blowhard articulate debater like Speaker Ginrich?

He is such an inspiration that I’m going to yell and applaud at inappropriate times during a  movie and I won’t “allow” anyone to ask me to stop. The movie theaters don’t control free speech!

LOL @ Yr GOP, America

22 Jan

Was it the unwashable stank of sanity? The magic underwear (like Jesus-eaters have room to talk)? The “open marriage”? Because seriously, South Carolina Republicans, I just cannot believe that you think that Newt Gingrich has the ability to “beat Obama,” as you mouth-breathing, sociopath-worshiping, dogwhistle-blowing fucks like to say.

Furthermore, I can’t believe that anybody, even conservatives, think that a guy who made shutting down the fucking government a thing* and was forced to resign as Speaker of the House in disgrace is a good choice for President.

Okay, I guess I can, but I really would rather not.

*My favorite (opposite day!) thing about Republicans is their strategy of electing people who make it their mission to ensure that the government doesn’t function. I’m not sure what these people think they’re going to do when the baby’s small enough to be drowned in the bathtub, but I’d imagine it has something to do with sucking on the teat of the kleptocrats who got them into office in the first place. Good luck with that, kiddos. Most of you are destined for the Thunderdome like the rest of us where being a bombastic prick whose only skill is to fuck shit up won’t get you very far.

Is There Something Wrong With Me?

14 Jan

90% –okay, like, 95%–of people annoy the living shit out of me. I’m trying not to be so easily irritated, but they make it so difficult.

Also, too, I used the term “also, too” without any irony last night. At least I was drunk?

Yglesias Needs to Stop Hanging Out With Megan McCardle

16 Nov

Food policy douchebaggery seems to be contagious.

After he is informed that a tablespoon of pizza sauce is not, in fact, “servings” of vegetables, Yglesias then asks “Why don’t they just put more sauce on it?” Um, because there would need to be a half-cup of sauce, and the food industry said that would be gross. (Actually, I think we’d all agree that would be gross). Do you even know what you’re talking about, asshole? Uniformed spouting off: not just for conservatives!

I’m confused as to why a supposed progressive would be so contrarian about policies intended to make sure that kids get the best nutrition possible. School lunches may be the only source of vegetables that poor kids get in a day, unless the dried garlic crystals in ramen seasoning packs count as vegetables, too. What kind of idiot thinks a diet of cheap processed food provides adequate nutrition for growing children?

Ah. I see.


9 Nov

I’ve seen brief discussions of the huge gap in wealth between young and old at a couple of other blogs, but I thought I’d weigh in because I Write Shit Sometimes. Occasionally.

As a cusp-y Gen Xer and politically-aware pessimist, I’ve been aware for some time that the traditional American Dream was probably going to be unachievable for me, even though I’m middle class and white. I figured that if people ten years older than me were being called “slackers” because they weren’t going to be as financially successful as their parents, the “you’re fucked” ball was already rolling and it was going to be difficult to stop, especially since demographics aren’t on our side.  What infuriates me is that people my age and younger have had FUCK ALL TO DO WITH creating the  policies and economic conditions that have created such a large wealth gap between younger and older people.

People 65 and older established their careers and bought homes during times when pensions, strong unions, cheap higher education, and affordable housing actually existed. These same people (along with Baby Boomers*) elected Ronald Reagan the year that I was born, setting off a cascade of lower taxes and deregulation, effectively destroying the conditions that allowed them to obtain steady jobs with living wages at the beginning of their careers. They reaped all of the benefits of lower taxes without any of the risks.

Now that they’re older, they still support “small government” and the “free market” and lower taxes EXCEPT when it comes to Medicare and Social Security. I’m anti-throwing Granny out on the street (I love my granny!), but that level of self-absorption is fucking breathtaking, especially when we’re being told to suck it up and pull ourselves up by our bootstraps.**

I don’t dispute that older people have worked hard for what they have. I don’t feel entitled to anything. I don’t envy their wealth. I do, however, envy their opportunities–opportunities that aren’t available to me, my cousins, my brothers, and my friends because of the shithole banana repbulic they’ve helped to create.


*I have quite a bit resentment towards Baby Boomers, too (take up all the cultural air much, fuckers?), but at least they aren’t content to let the world burn and they do let us live in their basements.

**Some of the comments on the stories I’ve read are typical conservative kids get off my lawn bullshit, but my favorite was something about how we shouldn’t have bought designer sneakers and McMansions. Anecdote ain’t data, but I can say confidently that I don’t know anyone with a designer sneaker collection. Also, despite being well out of college and acquainted mostly with people from areas where housing is relatively cheap, I know hardly anybody my age who owns their own home, much less a fucking McMansion. Most of them do have color TVs and cell phones, though, and may occasionally eat t-bone steaks.

Thought of the Day

20 Sep

I swear, if Perry gets the Repube nomination, I will not be able to watch the debates or pay attention to the presidential election closely at all. His hideousness is just fucking mindboggling, and I’m getting too fucking old* to be entertained by that shit. Seriously, I don’t see how Texas fucking put up with him.  (Then again, I don’t see how the US put up with Bush for 8 years).

Also, too, I am not the kind of person who is all “Don’t criticize the president” but seriously, dude, shut the FUCK UP ABOUT PALESTINE. You aren’t helping, you fucking douchecanoe.

*Yes. I am ancient.


2 Aug

Teabaggers are such stupid-ass ignorant mendacious douchebags. My favorite (and by “favorite,” I mean “causes me to raise my voice about 6 octaves and yell incoherently”) is when they whine about being called names.

Jesus help me. I wish I were to the point where I didn’t give a fuck and just thought it was funny.

Thank You, My Dears

31 Jul

I really appreciate all of your responses to my last post and I’m putting together something based on your comments. In the meantime, I must share the fact that I CANNOT STOP LISTENING TO THIS SONG:

I have mixed feelings about Blake Schwarzenbach, but when the dude is on, he is on. 

[I was going to mention how his lyrics tend to be fucking emo as shit, but that would have required an explanation of original emo vs. whatever the hell people are calling “emo” nowadays. I didn’t really feel like ranting–hard to believe, I know–so I tried to see if the Google machine would provide an explanation, but was totes sidetracked by shit like this. Did you know that KISS stands for “Knights in the Service of Satan” and if you play Black Sabbath rekkids backwards they tell you to sacrifice your dog to the devil? It’s true. Between this shit and Harry Potter, kids these days are totally fucked.]


26 Jul

I keep hoping that the Republicans’ reach will exceed their grasp before they completely destroy this country. A girl can dream, can’t she?