By Dialecticdreamer/Sarah Williams
Part 1 of 7, complete
Word count (story only): 1295
:: Part of the Strange Family series, in the Polychrome Heroics universe, this story takes place at some point after Genna, Saul, and the others arrive at the Can. It will be clear to readers why Hatter could not be more specific when discussing matters. This story is sponsored anonymously by a person I cannot thank enough! ::
:: Pay Special Attention: Black hat missions against WORSE people. Mentions of human trafficking, dog fighting (only in the past tense), other criminal actions. Injuries to an adult, kidnapped children (who are physically unharmed), and a laundry list of reasons to dislike the head of the trafficking ring. Please skip this story if the negativity of these issues outweighs the rescue of kidnapped individuals and the dismantling of a human trafficking ring. I have tried to handle these problems gently, but this is NOT gentle fiction. There will be other, gentler stories in the set, but the aftermath of these events will include some heavy topics. ::
On to part two
Melbourne touched the curve of her ear, but turned the gesture into a casual flip of her hair, confident that the tiny radio, as small as the highest-end hearing aids, would not attract attention. Wearing it, however, was better than the scratchy, second-hand dress that she’d worn to her senior prom, and signified a much, much better rite of passage. Even after a year, her heart raced at the implications of the tiny bit of plastic and circuitry.
She had her own team, and they had a job to do. “Ready,” Melbourne whispered, confident that the team leads could hear her. The phone in her hand seemed to capture her attention.
The four team leads had a separate comm channel to keep in touch with each other. Three answering clicks showed that each team leader was ready. Waiting.
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Colleen took a turn for the worse yesterday between breakfast, which she nibbled at, and lunch, by which time she was very "out of it" and apparently in pain (although I think some of that may have been pure frustration when she couldn't find words.
Apparently a severe infection can have that effect, and can strike quickly -- this is apparently a lot like toxic shock. She has at least three highly-resistant superbugs -- they identified the third this morning.
The kids are coming to visit Saturday -- the soonest they could get here.
Colleen is a stubborn old cat, though. Wish her luck.
To be honest I am not much affected, beyond a kind of abstract regret, by the fire at Notre Dame. Until I went back just now and looked through my photo album, I wasn't even sure if we'd visited the place on the school trip to Paris I took in the late 1980s (it would seem we did). I would much more regret the loss of the Musee D'Orsay or the Centre de Pompidou both of which I recall far more vividly from the trip.
Edit, because it seems I might need to clarify: that title is the actual title.
( The Girl I Left Behind Me )
Now they're claiming it was a coding glitch. How utterly stupid does Zuckerberg think people are?
Dozens charged in major opioid bust across U.S.'k
By Brian Pascus
Updated on: April 17, 2019 / 10:36 PM / CBS News
Dozens of people, including 53 medical professionals, have been charged for their alleged participation in the illegal prescription and distribution of opioids and other narcotics, Justice Department and Department of Health and Human Services officials said Wednesday. Federal law enforcement and health officials held a press conference in Cincinnati where they announced charges resulting from the Appalachian Regional Prescription Opioid Strike Force takedown operation that began only four months ago.
[...] According to the indictment, one pharmacy in Dayton, Ohio prescribed over 1.75 million opioid pillsWait what. Pharmacies can prescribe? Is that a thing? I thought the whole point of pharmacists existing was to separate the prescribing of drugs from the selling of drugs to eliminate the conflict of interest?
The indictment states one doctor in the Western District of Tennessee, who called himself the "Rock Doc," would exchange opioids and benzodiazepines with patients in return for sexual favors.This is your friendly reminder that if a physician is prescribing medications to someone, the recipient of that prescription is that physician's patient, and a physician having sexual contact with a patient is, depending on jurisdiction, somewhere on the continuum from profoundly unethical to frankly felonious. Further, that someone with an addiction is someone with a mental illness that makes them desperate for relief. This is not an exchange for sexual favors, this is a medical professional sexually extorting the vulnerable mentally ill. Jesus Fucking Christ. This is like saying that a manager "exchanged promotions with subordinates for sexual favors", only worse. There is no sense in which this is a meeting of equals in which consent can obtain.
But all that said, turns out this "Rock Doc" person is not a physician. From The Tennessean:
Young, 43, a Tennessee nurse practitioner who called himself 'Rock Doc' and once piloted a reality show about his Jackson clinic, was indicted with federal drug trafficking charges this week, accused of trading drugs for sex.*rolls eyes* Do NPs get to prescribe unsupervised in TN? Or is there some physician whose license this was done under?
They're on sale, too. A steal at £16.50.
28. Let’s alternate sharing three positive characteristics of each other.
This one is awkward to do online, so I'll just list three positive characteristics of my audience.
* You're smart. You know all these incredibly cool things and you love geeking out about them together.
* You're diverse. You take my writing in directions I'd never find without you, and give me details that make it solid, even when the "official" sources suck.
* You're generous. Your donations keep our household budget going.
I squish you all so much. :D
By Dialecticdreamer/Sarah Williams
Part 5 of 5, complete
Word count (story only): 1216
:: Part of the Polychrome Heroics universe, and the Strange Family series, this story begins the morning after “Strange Discussion” (link to part one. Miscommunication and missteps may cause a problem that’s not easily fixed, but the family tries to pull together. ::
:: Pay Special Attention: Discussion of magic/witchcraft and biases against such. Discussion of Abrahamic religions and their opinions on homosexuality, discussion of circumcision and blood squick, and Saul managing to put his foot in his mouth- to the knee. Happy ending in progress, but I hope readers will consider the story worth the hard work to get there! ::
Back to part four
:: Thanks for reading! ::
Nimkii found another card standing in the microwave, folded the same way as the first. She laughed again. “Somebody hid these in silly places!”
“If they’re too hard to find,” Pips mused as the corners of his mouth twitched, “then no one has any fun.”
“Good point. By the way, Saul,” Genna called over her shoulder, “If there’s another drill, we grab the quilts, please.” Her voice wavered on the word ‘drill,’ but she managed to keep the tone light and mostly even.
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autowrong, why does it work differently on every platform, there are so many words that do not conform, the re-wronging really needs to stop
(this is a flash in the pan from seven months ago)
And, as long-time readers may remember, I use plus-addressing, and of course I had used a unique tag when I had opened an account (to complain about BoA, actually) with the CFPB years ago, and, yes, the tag in the email address was correct. Whoever it was who was emailing me had access to the CFPB's corpus of complainant email addresses.
I read the header, and there was a lot about Salesforce.com in there, and a SPF soft fail. There were no malicious urls hidden in the body and the phone number was correct, so *shrug* I called the CFPB.
They were very abashed and apologetic. And "knew about the issue". No, they weren't compromised; yes, "the emails had been sent in error".
While looking for something else, I stumbled across this helpy article on people who go nonverbal sometimes. It's horribly intolerant, and reminds me of when Deaf people were abused for using sign language because hearing people demanded speech from them. It just pissed me off, so I decided to kick the skeletons out of the closet.
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Listening: I got name-checked in the Verity Podcast (by way of making a suggestion on Twitter). It was very exciting.
Watching: A random Netflix trawl netted us R.I.P.D last night. We read the description (Undead Cops police the Undead) were, as a result, surprisingly impressed by the cast list: Kevin Bacon, Ryan Reynolds, Jeff Bridges and concluded that it might be a bit like Tremors on the strength of which supposition we agreed to give it 10 minutes. It opened with a distinctly dodgy CGI special effect and proceeded to be considerably more serious than Tremors for the next 10 minutes and we were starting to debate whether to stick with it but then Jeff Bridges turned up, the whole thing planted its tongue firmly in its cheek and off it went. I guess its sort of Tremors meets Ghostbusters and you need to be in the mood for that kind of thing, but if you are then it does more or less what it says on the tin.
A newcomer in the kitten room was a gray tabby named Quentin. He was extremely friendly, so much that I almost tripped over him when stepping backwards. He whacked me (without scratching) when I picked up a cloth, maybe because I had stopped petting him.
A polydactyl (no, spell checker, I'm not changing it to "pterodactyl") cat named Gizmo also enjoyed human company very much. He's apparently fussy about his food; a note on the cage said to give him Fancy Feast turkey kitten food with some water added. That's what he got, and he liked it. He was shaved rather extensively in back, so he must have had some medical procedure not long ago. Probably he'll be let out once he gets better, if he isn't adopted first.
Sorry, no pictures this week. They all came out somewhat blurry.