“I is bathtub guardian. The child will not drown on my watch.”
I flexed and wrote about Faye Resnick for The Guardian, a real publication, please share on all your social media so that they’ll pay me to do it again, because they paid me real money:
Connie Britton’s delightfully trashy portrayal of Faye Resnick on FX’s The People v OJ Simpson has brought new interest to her infamous book Nicole Brown Simpson: The Private Diary of a Life Interrupted. A mega-bestseller in its time, it is now long out of print. Read now, it is exactly what one would expect a hastily published, “collaboratively written” tell-all about an abusive LA marriage to be. If a ghostwriter were assigned, today, to create a novelization of a very depressing late Eagles song, it would probably result in a very similar artifact.
LIBRARIAN CONFIDENTIAL (this is all so charming and brought back all my childhood library love):
What would you be doing if you weren’t a librarian?
It’s hard for me to imagine what I could possibly enjoy doing that wasn’t connected to libraries. I have always, in my library jobs, been part of municipal government, and I have to admit, I love being part of the divisions providing community services. I love connecting people in our community, and I love helping people see their strengths and take advantage of their interests. I have been a library director for the majority of my career in libraries, and I think I am pretty good at it; lately, I have begun to see the benefits that could come from moving up in local government, and working to strengthen our creative communities and in empowering residents through all the community services departments. So it’s not very romantic, but I’d probably be even more of a bureaucrat than I already am, but in the best sense of the word. Though, if money were no object I would totally have a bookshop in a cool place with a cat that served really fantastic food, kind of like the bookshop in The Storied Life of AJ Fikry. Or Mr. Penumbra’s 24 Hour Bookstore.
Jacqui Shine wrote about the hair on The People v OJ Simpson:
Hay, who built eyebrow wigs for Travolta, laid photos of the men’s brows over one another. “I worked to find the little differences that occurred on the upper part of the eyebrow,” she says. “Shapiro’s brows had a little tiny triangle,” which she re-created for Travolta with “a little brow toupee.” For Lane’s F. Lee Bailey, the transformation was even greater. “Nathan has dark hair, a very low, well-defined hairline, and dark eyebrows,” Hay says, while Bailey “has a receded hairline and white brows.” To change the shape and coloring of his hair, Lane agreed to shave his head. The stylists painted his eyebrows before fitting him with eyebrow wigs. (These tiny mohair-and-angora wigs are so fragile, Hay made eight sets for each character who wore them.)
“People don’t realize how many wigs are on the show,” says Mekash. Virtually every member of the main cast is wearing some kind of hairpiece. They’re essential, Clark adds, in changing an actor’s silhouette so she is “received as the character from all angles.” (Exceptions were Cuba Gooding Jr.’s O.J. Simpson and Kenneth Choi’s Judge Lance Ito — in those cases, the stylists adjusted the actors’ beard lines with makeup and careful shaves.) Yes, Courtney B. Vance’s mustache is his own, just darkened and reshaped, but Victoria Wood, an L.A.-based ventilator who is known for her work with black hair, built his hairpiece for his role as Johnnie Cochran.
I spent an hour of my life watching a documentary about Pulp’s “Common People”:
Nikki’s incredible adoption series takes on being gay and adopted, and “The Half Dad”, which was AMAZING:
Well, I now have a new crushing terror:
People who struggle to swallow can easily choke. They can breathe food or water into their lungs and develop aspiration pneumonia, or get so little food to go down the right way that they become dehydrated and malnourished. Their teeth may start to rot as the mouth’s natural flushing system falters, while their emotional and psychological health begins to decay as they withdraw from public life.
If it gets bad enough, they may have to switch to a fully liquid diet. And in severe cases, they may have to survive via a feeding tube inserted through their abdominal wall and into their stomach, as Anderson eventually did for 18 months.
Peter Belafsky, director of the University of California at Davis Voice and Swallowing Center and an adviser on Anderson’s case, says the hardest-hit patients can choke on up to 1.5 litres of spit every day – the upper limit pumped out by our salivary glands. “It’s like being constantly waterboarded,” says Belafsky, because of the sensation of drowning that it produces. “That’s the best way I had a patient describe it to me: 24 hours a day being waterboarded.”
Girls and women with autism and how we fail them:
Brooks, a graduate student in disability studies at the City University of New York and a journalist who writes about gender, sex, and autism, has experienced this gender bias first hand.
“Somebody told me about this research study for adults on the autism spectrum and asked me if I wanted to participate,” she says. “When I looked into it, they said it was only for men — they say that they have fewer women [on the autism spectrum], so they want it to be statistically significant.”
When I was kid, I knew what the worst parts of me were—my hair and my mouth. My hair was nappy. My lips were big. Nearly every kid around me knew something similar of themselves because nearly every one of us had some sort of physical defect—dark skin, nappy hair, broad nose, full lips—that opened us up to ridicule from one another. That each of these “defects” were representative of all the Africa that ran through us was never lost on anyone.“Africa” was an insult—African bush-boogie, African bootie-scratcher etc. Ethiopian famine jokes were all the rage back then.
I have never ever wished so hard I could dance in my LIIIIFE:
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