Somewhere in all this negative shit is a dollhouse

Disclaimer: Totally not proofread or spellchecked!

You know what, if you’re sick of hearing about death and doom, just look at the pictures and read the short paragraph before them. Otherwise, enjoy my rambling about today’s explosive-propelled prescription of “traditional American values”

I’m sure everyone knows by now of the assassination (or assassination attempt if she miraculously survives a point-blank bullet to the skull) of a Democrat congresswoman that happened earlier today. It doesn’t look like it’s a Tea Party nut-job acting directly on the “Don’t Retreat, Reload” or “Second Amendment Remedy” call to arms slogans of Sarah Palin et al (who I’m sure you know recently posted a map of the US with crosshairs on her list of “targets” including this woman) — crazy crap that only the far right could get away with (imagine if Muslims said such things) — but who knows, since some of his web postings make him seem like a odd combination of libertarian and far left kook. Either way, I think one can say with conviction that the violent rhetoric of the far right has come home to roost. It’s really no surprise that the constant references to militant revolution coming from mainstream politicians (I mean, this woman’s opponent held a rally in which his supporters could come and shoot an M16 with him), in some ways it’s surprising that it took this long for it to occur. The environment they’ve created make Jefferson’s famous “The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants” quote seem like something rational and politically mainstream.

It will be interesting to watch it unfold over the next little while (especially with confirmation bias making everyone turn the shooter into their own personal enemy), and I’m sure it will be sickening to watch the way everyone tries to spin it. For the conspiracy minded, let me quote from the CIA assassination manual (“A Study Of Assassination”, distributed to their operatives in the 1953 Guatemala coup) that says in its section on choosing the right assassin,

“In lost assassination, the assassin must be a fanatic of some sort. Politics, religion, and revenge are about the only feasible motives. Since a fanatic is unstable psychologically, he must be handled with extreme care. He must not know the identities of the other members of the organization, for although it is intended that he die in the act, something may go wrong. While the Assassin of Trotsky has never revealed any significant information, it was unsound to depend on this when the act was planned.”

A lost assassination is one in which the assassin is intended to die, which seems to have been the case with today’s act since the killer posted videos and blog entries to this effect. And he definitely does seem like a fanatic, as some 2012 apocalypse nut combined with an pissed-off-at-the-world angsty university philosophy major that’s in way over his head intellectually, and is splitting with disillusionment as his youthful idealism shatters and he starts seeing our flawed world for the unfixable mess it is. The kind of guy that agrees with what God did with the flood — rebirth the world by carpet bombing — and isn’t old enough to have the wisdom to see what an asshole Genesis-era Yaweh was. However, for all I know it could also be as simple as Islamic bombers — suicidal people trying to find a way to kill themselves with “honor” and a spot in history (and the more I think about it, the more I believe that “suicide by police” is the most plausible primary explanation, although there are almost certainly many levels of meaning here). I don’t even want to think about the effect this could have on the US, given the overreaction and resultant death of liberty that we’ve seen after every wound the nation has suffered be it 9/11, Columbine, Waco, or whatever other excuse for abuse. America is already way too much of a scary and messed up place. I don’t envy the citizens that are trapped there. Gosh, can’t Americans just listen to Rodney King’s simplistic “can’t we all just get along” plea?

By the way, I’m sure that champion douchebag (which, independent of multiple scum-rape accusations, even after talking to him only very briefly I’m willing to bet on Julian Assange of Wikileaks being extremely happy that he’s out of the media spotlight. I’m sure as well that the right is beyond relief that the assassin isn’t a card-carrying tea partyer and that now they can twist this to their advantage — especially with crazy let’s-start-another-Civil-War quotes like what Michele Bachmann (R-Minn) said — after ridiculously claiming that Republicans in America are “behind enemy lines” no less — “I want people in Minnesota armed and dangerous … because we need to fight back. Thomas Jefferson told us, having a revolution every now and then is a good thing.” And of course Jefferson didn’t mean like metaphorically. Just like jihad can mean internal spiritual struggle to some Muslims, and let’s blow up some Jews holy war to other Muslims, there’s revolution of ideas, and there’s bloody revolution, and invoking Jefferson to clarify what she’s saying makes it real clear that she’s talking about the latter.

The last thing America needs is another jihad pointing its way.

In more pleasant news, Nefarious and I took some scrap Styrofoam that was left here by a previous tenant and turned it into another dollhouse. The architectural design is totally hers, and we did the drawing of the plans and construction together (glue gun and razor knife — it was a quick job). If it’s not obvious, it’s a house shaped like an icecream cone. She got some kid dolls (think tween Barbies) for Christmas that are going to live in it. There’s more to do on it, but you get the idea.

We had quite the blizzard here today, finally getting a heavy load of snow, so when we went out I was able to indulge in the joy of doing sliding donuts in the parking lot of Home Depot (I had to pick up some parts for completing the trike frame). I’m very very much looking forward to this Wednesday though, as I’m headed to the doctor and am assuming they’ll be increasing my medication. Even though I feel like they’ve got me headed in the right direction, I’m still in a significant and constant drone of pain that’s starting to wear me down very badly. I’m trying very hard to play their game — I’m terrified that if I do what instinct tells me, to self-medicate in a desperate quest to find peace for even one small moment, that they’ll terminate me as a patient and I’ll have nothing — but I hope that they can understand how essential it is that they listen to my agony. What I think they have trouble understanding is that when they say to me, “rank your pain from 1 to 10”, and I tell them that it’s gone from an eight to a seven (or whatever) that it doesn’t mean shit… If the pain is constant and you don’t have a single moment ever where you’re not being tormented, that even a one will eventually bring you to the end of a rope. It might take longer, but the sad and desperate resolution is the same.

Why oh why couldn’t the assassin have made a helpful sociopolitical statement? At times when my pain has been unbearable and I’ve been filled with agony-fueled rage against the long line of doctors unwilling to help me I’ve fantasized about going on a suicidal shooting spree at my doctor’s office simply to attract media attention to the plight of those with chronic pain. The incredible cruelty of pain treatment guidelines is mind-boggling. I’ve never understood how the medical community can treat patients the way they do. I try not to think about it, because the injustice of it is heartbreaking. I know I’m not the only one who feels this way. Pretty much every pain patient I’ve ever talked to is driven to madness by how willing doctors are to watch us suffer. Given that there are simple cures for the majority of pain, it’s indescribably wrong that they’re not given just because there are people without pain that treat these medicines as narcotics instead. Maybe I should be more angry at the false moralizing politicians who pander to the “war on drugs”. Either way, the politicians win their election and addicts still get their drugs (while drug dealers make a fortune and junkies help our world decay as they turn to crime), and millions of pain patients keep on suffering atrocities.

When I was younger I may have gotten a sick pleasure from watching what a cultural catastrophe we’re evolving, but these days, especially with a young daughter who’s going to have to live with the consequences of our short-sightedness — not just on the above bullshit, but on global warming and overpopulation and all the other greed-driven mistakes we make — I end up filled with a nausea that no amount of Dramamine will ever subdue.

But yeah, the outside world descends into violent madness and my body painfully destroys itself from within, so I do my best to enjoy building dollhouses and drinking my coconut juice (that’s not some strange metaphor — I really love drinking coconut juice), and use those small joyful moments to help me smile for the camera one more time.


  1. Ella wrote:

    I hope to hell that the current days are the nadir, to be corresponded with an upswing, I’d like for there to be a relatively okay world for my potential future spawn to live in. And I am so glad that your spawn lives in a world with a dad who helps her make ice-cream cone dollhouses!

    I’m sure you’ve seen this before, but your mention of the ‘pain scale’ made me think of this: thought I’d share it with your other readers. It also reminded me of conversations I’ve had with fellow oldskool peeps about how different our pain tolerance can be from others, and how a “7-8” for us could be a “17-18” for others! Maybe you should use fractions with your doctors – like, your med adjustment took you from an 8 to a 7.75…

    all the best as always,

    Saturday, January 8, 2011 at 10:01 pm | Permalink
  2. I was shocked by the news. But I have to say I can’t wait to discuss the current events with my Politics of Human Rights and Ethics class this week.

    Love the dollhouse, I’ve been pondering cardboard furniture lately.

    Saturday, January 8, 2011 at 10:41 pm | Permalink
  3. starbadger wrote:

    parent 1 is the new black

    Sunday, January 9, 2011 at 7:05 am | Permalink
  4. Ryan wrote:

    it really is sad how the world is going.
    being that i have a daughter now i really dont want a terrible disastrous end of the world type event to happen, but i often ponder how much better off the world would be without its virus in sneakers.

    i completely agree with you about the damned doctors.
    how is it they can have the placement as a “healer” in society if they don’t do anything but doubt and distrust their own patients.
    ive actually had this happen to me.
    (i had just recently had xrays of my back showing damage to different discs)
    doctor: you can get some tylenol from your local retail store, if it doesnt work try the arthritis brand of tylenol
    me: ive been taking tylenol and ibuprophin and advil and nothing is helping me at all the pain is really too much for the over the counter meds.
    doctor: well what are you doing taking all those medications?
    me: ive tried taking them all many times, they just dont work. ive been trying to get the pain to stop completely but nothing is strong enough.
    doctor:well the tylenol arthritis brand should be working fine, i dont see why it wouldnt. if youre still experiencing pain then come back and see me in a few weeks.

    and that was from a doctor that i had when i was gainfully employed and had insurance. the very same doctor that was farming out hydrocodone out the ass to my mom and dad, both of which were slowly becomming addicted to the hydrocodones constantly upping their dose and needing refills sooner and sooner because he wouldnt simply up their medication and stop just handing out the hydrocodones like candy to them. although my father did have a higher milligram dose than my mom, it was still rediculous how he would go through them so fast. did you know they make pill bottles about as the length of one’s wrist to their elbow? that’s a huge fuckin bottle dude…
    needless to say, when i would continuously return, i had to go through the same song n dance for a few times before he finally placed me on Skelaxin, to which after trying the medication and trying to get through the “your body is adjusting to the medication” phase, I explained to him how this “medication” does not work and all it does for pain is add a headache onto the existing back pain and id like to try other methods of pain management and i was told that currently this is the best i can get. when i questioned him why i cant go about getting stronger medications when i and my insurance can pay for whatever it could be, he said from his medical point of view, he couldnt prescribe anything stronger to me for the risk of addiction to stronger medications is too high and he wouldnt want to see me go down that path. way to protect me from myself there, next make all the cars in the world only go ten miles an hour and coat everything on earth in nerf material.

    i quit speaking to that bogus jerkoff and luckily my mom started sharing hers with me. eventually the quack lost our whole family as patients because of his lies and bullshit that just pushed us away from him. leaving us doctorless and medicationless.
    we just try not to think about the pain n shit now.

    sorry for that little rant there…this topic jsut really gets me filled with rage, i hate “doctors”

    on a lighter note, i finally got around to posting those photos of the tikis i carved.
    i havnt quite figured out how to make everything nice and neat, but all that comes with time i suppose, so try not to mind the double picture posting n whatnot, ill figure that out at a later date.

    i love the icecream dollhouse dude, very cool!

    Sunday, January 9, 2011 at 11:41 am | Permalink
  5. Tobias wrote:

    Out of pure curiosity, Shannon, when did you have the opportunity to speak with Assange?

    Monday, January 10, 2011 at 1:51 am | Permalink
  6. starbadger wrote:

    TOBIAS – has it ever occurred to you that you’re on the same list

    Monday, January 10, 2011 at 3:01 am | Permalink
  7. Tobias wrote:


    Pardon my ignorance, but it’s about five in the morning – I’m not entirely sure what you’re referencing.

    Monday, January 10, 2011 at 3:04 am | Permalink
  8. starbadger wrote:

    :) I know :)

    take some time

    :) :) :)

    Monday, January 10, 2011 at 3:07 am | Permalink
  9. Tobias wrote:

    Now you’ve lost me entirely.

    Monday, January 10, 2011 at 3:08 am | Permalink
  10. starbadger wrote:

    TOBIAS – sorry

    is a hint but I suppose it might not help you

    maybe shannon can ans

    in any event
    thanX for being on the list

    of course i know how you got on the list

    and you can’t get off it


    Monday, January 10, 2011 at 3:18 am | Permalink
  11. Tobias wrote:

    I must say Richard, I’m not entirely sure why I just spent the time reading Maurice Srong’s wikipedia page, along with re-reading Jullian Assange’s, nor what list you’re talking about…I suppose knowing what “the list” is might determine if my being on it or being off of it is terribly important to me.

    Monday, January 10, 2011 at 3:23 am | Permalink
  12. Shannon wrote:

    Tobias – We talked about me doing some data visualization work for wikileaks… He contacted me after I made the video animating the first data set they put out.

    Monday, January 10, 2011 at 5:14 am | Permalink
  13. starbadger wrote:

    Tobias – you just went on the list an nth time

    but no pt in sweating it

    anyone on the list stays on the list

    Monday, January 10, 2011 at 6:23 am | Permalink
  14. Rachel wrote:

    I sent this to Shannon but I figure it’s a great guide for anyone suffering from severe and chronic pain.

    Dr. Forest Tennant is a god send. It’s a shame there aren’t more doctors like him. Unfortunately he is well into the end of his years and there aren’t many doctors left like him.

    Monday, January 10, 2011 at 6:48 am | Permalink
  15. Twwly wrote:

    “When I was younger I may have gotten a sick pleasure from watching what a cultural catastrophe we’re evolving…”

    Couldn’t agree more. I spend a lot of time trying hard not to imagine my children living in a Children of Men world…

    Monday, January 10, 2011 at 11:04 am | Permalink
  16. starbadger wrote:

    TWWLY – what if the sky isn’t falling quite like 2012 end times

    consider your own life so far – dial the clock back 500 years and you’d have had to be one of the lucky few a princess

    which of course you are so what say is my point

    it’s that there are so many of you grrls sailing solo around the world or standing up and being counted or not hearing the gender in Willie Nelsons tune and

    “growing up to be cowboys”

    Monday, January 10, 2011 at 12:35 pm | Permalink
Wow Shannon, that's really annoying! What is it, 1997 on Geocities? Retroweb is NOT cool!

Post a Comment

Your email is never published nor shared. Required fields are marked *