Sometimes, things work out (UPDATE: almost) as they should. Hamilton stays on the $10, Jackson is off the $20 (when I first wrote this we didn’t know he’d still be on the back, blegh), and Harriet Tubman becomes the first woman and the first black person to grace the (paper) currency of the United States.
where do you work i’m coming over right now:
Every month, I get my period. Every month, I have to carry around my pads. Nothing too surprising. Some early mornings, I forget to bring my pads because I’m in such a rush, blah blah blah.
One day, I left my pads at work in the back office under our computer desk. As I go back to grab it, I find the pads shoved all the way to the back of the little shelf. I think it’s just an accident So, I grab it and pull it back towards the front of the shelf.
I leave for a bit and come back to grab (and use) it and find it all the way pushed to the back of the shelf.
As I’m grabbing it, my male manager comes up to me and tells me I need to put them away. I tell him that I have my period and I’d like to leave them there so I have them when I need them.
Things got out of hand. He told me I’m “gross” and “unprofessional” for bringing them to work and putting them in the same area where he works, and because he saw them.
When I told him I’d call and ask HR if I could have them (in my work space) in the back office, he raised his voice and said “CALL HR! CALL THEM!” And he then said “Know your place! I’m above you!”
Meeting Hiddleston is almost as good as YouTubing him. He’s an imposing six-foot-two (“Farther to fall”) and is unfailingly kind to our waiter, begging off his efforts to freshen our table: “Honestly, don’t dirty any more plates. Keep these plates dirty, and I’ll be fine.” It’s not hard to fathom how he’s acquired a rabid fan base, members of which call themselves the Hiddlestoners and cut together clips of him sexily speaking foreign languages, particularly French; doing impressions of other actors, like Chris Evans and Alan Rickman; and, of course, performing his expert hip gyrations, which are so enthusiastic that on one Korean talk show he knocked over every chair in his vicinity.
Relevant to our interests: the “scandalous” women of the 1990s:
Anita Hill’s crime was accusing her former employer, Clarence Thomas—who had recently been nominated to replace Thurgood Marshall as a Supreme Court Justice—of sexual harassment. Thomas was sworn in despite Anita Hill’s testimony, and Anita Hill became a national joke. The headlines that didn’t approach her story with obvious vitriol were, often as not, simply dismissive: “SEX AND THE BOSS,” announced People Magazine cover story on the hearings, as if that had anything to do with Anita Hill. (The following month, the magazine boasted another cover featuring Clarence and Virginia Thomas locked in a blissful, marital embrace, promising to tell the story of “HOW WE SURVIVED”).
Horrifying, and I hope we know more soon:
The United Nations refugee agency said on Wednesday that 500 people may have died in the choppy waters of the Mediterranean last week, when a large boat packed with migrants from Africa and the Middle East capsized in an unknown location between Libya and Italy.
The agency based its findings on interviews with 41 survivors of the shipwreck, although it was not able to verify the episode independently. The migrants — 23 Somalis, 11 Ethiopians, six Egyptians and a Sudanese — were picked up by a merchant ship near Greece on April 16 after days of drifting at sea. They were transferred to a migrant camp in Kalamata, a city on the Greek mainland.
A Toastie’s former prof (and a devoted dog rescuer) is dealing with breast cancer and if you can help her out with money or good vibes, that would be much appreciated!
You know who ELSE needs your help today? Akilah Hughes.
This is awful and also people of faith who do not support this nonsense need to be noisy and loud about it (THIS IS AWFUL AND BAD AND NOT RIGHT):
In the first week of April, Mississippi passed a new law making it expressly legal for doctors, psychologists, and counselors to opt out of any procedure or choose not to take on any patient if doing so would compromise their conscience. The law is specifically designed to protect medical professionals who object to gay marriage and non-marital sex.Tennessee’s general assembly just passed a similar law, which would only apply to counselors, and a now-dead Florida bill would have protected religious health-care organizations from having to “administer, recommend, or deliver a medical treatment or procedure that would be contrary to the religious or moral convictions or policies of the facility.”
This legislation is part of a wave of religious-freedom bills that have been introduced and passed in the past year or so, almost all inspired by objections to homosexuality and same-sex marriage. Some of these measures are just for show—pastors could never be legally compelled to perform a gay-marriage ceremony in the way some bills have suggested, for example. But some represent a relatively novel approach to religious-freedom legislation: They offer legal cover to people of faith who don’t want to provide certain goods or services to LGBT people, especially when doing so might seem like a tacit endorsement of their relationships and sex lives.
Medical exemptions, though, deserve to be considered in a category of their own. Doctors and therapists interact with people at their most vulnerable, and their training and expertise gives them incredible power over patients. The advice they provide—or refuse to provide—to an LGBT patient could influence the treatment that person seeks. It could make that person less likely to seek primary care or identify themselves as LGBT to other doctors, which can lead to the “failure to screen, diagnose, or treat important medical problems,” according to the American Medical Association. The medical community has a problem: What should hospitals, private practices, and medical associations do about doctors and therapists who say it’s against their beliefs to provide care to LGBT patients?
no it wouldn’t:
Nicole is an Editor of The Toast.