I would just like to highlight (cough, cough) the fact that PEOPLE WHO READ HARRY POTTER ARE MORE EMPATHETIC. It’s science. No, I mean, literally, it’s the subject of a scientific paper. According to Mugglenet (yes, I read Mugglenet too):
In a paper published online in the Journal of Applied Social Psychology this week, researchers from Italy and the University of Greenwich report that students who read the Harry Potter series are less prejudiced against stigmatized groups than those who have not.
Methinks that my love of Harry Potter keeps me from being a total dick.
Today is Neville Longbottom’s birthday followed tomorrow by Harry Potter’s birthday. One of my favourite lines from the book is in reference to Neville Longbottom: “It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends.” It’s hard to call people on their shit, especially people you love that you don’t want to hurt or offend. But… sometimes we have to speak up.
The kids had this great third grade teacher who imparted a Neville Longbottom-ish message to them throughout the year: learn how to stick up for one another because you’ll be in middle school sooner than you think.
In other words, if the 50 or so kids in their grade all make the promise to stick up for one another when they see someone being bullied, they will know as they mix with the sea of kids in middle school that there are 49 people in the school who have their back. 49 people having your back? It’s brilliant. Who is going to bully a kid who has 49 other kids supporting him/her?
So, I pass it along to you. Kids don’t always need to be fantastic friends. They don’t need to harbour deep wells of love for one another. But having each other’s back? That is such a simple thing to do, especially if you know in speaking up to a bully that 49 other people have your back in turn.
Happy birthday, Neville and Harry. Thank you for teaching us so many valuable lessons.
The ChickieNob often asks questions as we read Harry Potter to which I have no answer, so I turn these two over to the collective brilliance of the Internet. Onward!
(Uh, though first a warning: question one contains a spoiler.)
Question One: Bellatrix has her wand taken away when she goes to Azkaban, which we know happens to every Azkaban prisoner. Yet when she escapes Azkaban, she has a wand. And she not only has a wand, she has her wand (which I know is only clear in Book Seven, but I shared that small fact with the ChickieNob as she was sussing this out). How did Bellatrix get her wand back? In fact, all the escaped Death Eaters seem to have wands. Are we to understand that these escapees were not only lucky enough to escape BUT they also were able to get their own wands out from whatever protective measures were being used to store wands in Azkaban?
Question Two: This one is a bit more subjective. You see, the ChickieNob is very concerned for her brother when it comes to their acceptance to Hogwarts. She has a strong feeling that she is going to get an owl when she turns 11, and it would follow that her twin brother would get one too. But he is a very picky eater.
She wants to know what happens if you don’t like what they’re serving at Hogwarts? She asks (nervously): “What if they only have two vegetarian options and you don’t like either one?” Though, have you EVER seen any vegetarian options at Hogwarts? A vegetarian protein option? I haven’t.
Yes, parents can send care packages, but at no point in the series do you see a kid reject the meal before them on the table. In fact, no one at Hogwarts seems to be a vegetarian. Or keep kosher. Or keep halal. Isn’t that a little odd? I mean, yes, it’s England, and I get that Christianity is the dominant religion. But really? No vegetarians at the very least? Picky eaters?
Do you have an answer to either question?
July 30, 2014 8 Comments
I read Kaui Hart Hemmings’ new book, The Possibilities. It’s about a mother mourning the death of her 22-year-old son in an avalanche, and the book begins with her reentry into her regular schedule; returning to work and relationships. There were a bunch of lines that I noted in Charlotte, but the one that I wanted to unpack with you comes on page 88 when she is in a conversation with another mother who also lost her child in an avalanche:
“I think it’s wonderful that you’re back at work. I know it really helped me. It takes a lot of courage, a lot of strength.”
Is she complimenting me or herself? I hate the unearned kudos. People get shot in the head and are called brave when they recover. People lose a son in an avalanche and they’re suddenly admirable. I’ve done nothing. I have no courage. Courage is only possible when you choose to do something. I didn’t choose to lose him.
In other words, continuing to live life when shit happens isn’t brave. Bravery comes from seeing danger and choosing to move forward regardless of that danger instead of turning back, which is equally a choice. But the main character — Sarah St. John — doesn’t see continuing to exist after something horrible has happened, continuing to get up and go to work and eat meals, as courageous because what choice do you have? To simply stop? And if one does stop, would the character above call that cowardly by the very fact that it is the opposite of what she calls brave?
This idea obviously struck me because within our community, we deal with a lot of shit. And there are a lot of days when it feels pretty brave to get out of bed and keep moving despite everything you privately know inside your head and heart. Just because there is not a real choice in the matter — since stopping is just a fancy way of taking you on a fast track to death — doesn’t mean that it isn’t brave. She didn’t choose to lose him any more than any of us choose infertility or loss. But… I don’t know. It feels pretty brave sometimes continuing to interact in a world where the object of your depression is all around you. There is no way to move about the general world and not encounter babies, pregnant women, small changing tables hooked to public bathroom walls.
Is it only courage when you choose to do something? Or can it be courage simply to live with the situation you’re dealt?
July 29, 2014 12 Comments
After my aunt died this winter, I continued to work on the family tree on my own. It was slow-going and frustrating. I had filled in everything I could find on my own, and now I was just randomly Googling combinations of names with the hope of finding an obit or some synagogue announcement that would give me another of the missing ones. There was one flimsy branch of the family tree which was barely filled in. It bothered me.
My cousin sent me a large stack of his mother’s papers a few weeks ago, and I started to sift through them. And there, as if I was getting to have one final conversation with her, were the names I was looking for. I started sobbing, feeling such a huge sense of relief that I had a few more names; certain that it would be an easy search to bring me more.
Of course, that wasn’t the case.
I Googled for a few hours and then stopped, and then Googled some more the next day and stopped, growing more and more frustrated that no one was alive anymore that would know this information. I kept walking away and returning to pick at the tree, and finally, last week, an obituary popped up, listing one of the people I was trying to find. The man had died a few weeks ago.
There was no wife listed and no children; only his parents and sister who predeceased him. They listed his degrees and his former position as a professor. I found his old address online. He lived alone in an apartment, which was probably now filled by someone else. I read his former students’ critique of his teaching style.
I ended up calling his department at the university, where the sympathetic secretary passed me along to HR. Yes, they knew him. No, they couldn’t tell me anything about him. They promised they would get someone in touch with me who could answer my questions, but no one called me back.
I waited a few days and used my last idea: I called the funeral home.
The funeral director looked through his papers and told me that the executor of the will arranged the funeral. There were no children, and only an ex-wife that he divorced decades ago. There were no other names he could give me because there were no other names written in the file. He promised to pass my number to the lawyer who arranged the service. I’m still waiting for that call too.
Each time I call one of these ridiculous places such as the university or the funeral home (do I really expect his old workplace to be able to name his cousins?), I feel this need to explain that I’m not crazy; I’m just sentimental, and I hate the idea of these people not appearing on the tree as if they never existed. Part of me agrees when people say that I’ve done a great job; I’ve collected hundreds of names.
But all I see are those missing spots on the tree, the names I didn’t collect.
Any other ideas from people who are skilled at finding obits or marriage records?
July 28, 2014 4 Comments
Welcome back to IComLeavWe. It stands for International Comment Leaving Week, but if you say it aloud, doesn’t it sounds like “I come; [but] leave [as a] we”? And that’s sort of the point. Blogging is a conversation and comments should be honoured and encouraged. I like to say that comments are the new hug–a way of saying hello, giving comfort, leaving congratulations. Here is the vital information, pure and simple (a more detailed set of rules follows below the list):
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- Stirrup Queens (twins, books, writing)
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July 27, 2014 Comments Off
I am somewhat stunned when ethicists propose policies that discriminate against groups of people. The job of an ethicist is to hold society to a standard; to ensure that we’re comporting ourselves in a way that is just and humane. So I question when any ethicist, such as Cristina Richie, asks society to create policy that would target removing services from certain segments of the population. Such as… oh… I don’t know… proposing that fertility treatment coverage be denied to those in the LGBT community or single mothers by choice.
Richie published a paper in the Journal of Medical Ethics this week and in the abstract stated, “Second, I will recommend that policymakers eliminate funded ARTs for those who are not biologically infertile.” Why does she believe that only those who have a documented medical reason for not being able to conceive should receive the state mandated coverage (she lives in Massachusetts) of their infertility treatments?
Because she wants to create an incentive for those in the LGBT community and single women to adopt.
Since, you know, adoption is easy-peasy when you’re a lesbian or a single woman. And it costs the same amount as insurance-covered fertility treatments. And… oh… wait. I guess it’s opposite day.
I’m not sure how ethical it is for ethicists to propose that the way to tackle environmental problems is to choose two historically oppressed groups and deny them the services that other people in their state are able to utilize. Where does it stop? Is the next step for Richie to propose that only those who are able to conceive without assistance be able to build their family? And really, why should those who can have sex and create a child be allowed to have sex and create a child? Wouldn’t the world be better and the overall carbon footprint reduced if humans stopped reproducing altogether and we allowed people to die off within the next hundred years or so?
And yes, I know that there is a whole movement of people proposing that brilliant idea.
But why stop at fertility treatments? I mean, you have to allow non-smokers access to cancer treatments, but smokers? Think of the dent we could make in our carbon footprint if we told smokers that their cancer treatments weren’t covered. And why should obese men have their insurance shell out money when they have a heart attack? I mean, it would be cruel to not treat lean vegetarians, but beer-drinking, meat-eaters? They brought it upon themselves. Maybe if they knew that we weren’t going to cover their medical treatment, it would encourage people to stop smoking — which contributes to the destruction of the environment — or eat meat — which certainly affects the earth.
But that isn’t how humans treat other humans.
I guess I’m just disappointed that Richie’s proposed solution to our environmental crisis is discrimination. I expect a little more creativity and a little more humanity from those aiming to change the world.
July 26, 2014 16 Comments