Day 161, with small comforts

Everything is wild and scary and desperate, and I needed a break. So, photos! First, the sweetness of my snugglebug: (img desc: Kizu, a fawn dog with goblin ears, lays her greying muzzle on my pink pants and looks up at me pleadingly, hoping for food.) Even though I’m trapped in the house, there’s someContinue reading “Day 161, with small comforts”

The Existential Weirdness of the Term “Beta Male” As Used by MRAs

I have been ruminating on this for years, now, and the more I read about how this term is being used in forums where shooters are glorified, the more my eyes cross in complete bafflement. And it’s not merely about the central principle of existentialism: “the most important consideration for individuals is that they areContinue reading “The Existential Weirdness of the Term “Beta Male” As Used by MRAs”