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For the first time in 6 months, I feel like posting and am not immediately put off by reminders of my ferret from looking at this blog. Whee! Also, since I missed posting about it, happy birthday to me, and happy blogoversary to me.
And I have a topic for my post. Presumably, since I am small and unimportant and PZ is large and important, you have all seen this post from PZ. I'm here to take issue with it.
...before I get into that, has PZ's blog suddenly turned these odd shades of green and purple for anyone else? Apparently PZ did that on purpose. Damn him! Damn him to Atheist Hell, the worst hell there is!
Alright. So, PZ's post is, for the most part, all well and good; it's a humorous way of addressing some complete insanity on the part of certain doctors, who are attempting to enforce stereotypical female behavior by prescribing quite possibly dangerous experimental drugs to pregnant women that will supposedly reduce the tendency of their daughters to dislike pretty pink and sparkles and rainbows and unicorns and make them grow up to be a nice housewife or schoolteacher or secretary who pumps out as many babies as she can and whatnot. (Note that I'm not criticizing housewives and schoolteachers and secretaries; those are just stereotypically female jobs, and the idea is that they're enforcing the female stereotypes. Living up to stereotypes is fine, if you so choose; forcing people to live up to stereotypes is not.)
Yes, all that is great, and PZ is perfectly right to criticize it. The bit I take issue with is here:
Now the evidence that prenatal androgenization is the cause of your weird unladylike attitude is a little shaky, and the use of this drug is experimental and hasn't really been tested that well to see if it works as claimed, but never mind all that — its use has been endorsed by the American Academy of Pediatrics, the Lawson Wilkins Pediatric Endocrine Society, the European Society for Paediatric Endocrinology, the European Society of Endocrinology, the Society of Pediatric Urology, the Androgen Excess and PCOS Society, and the CARES Foundation. The rather tenuous chain of evidence for this claim, and the peculiarity of diagnosing as a problem something that most of the poor, afflicted, purblind women do not recognize as a problem, is being disregarded because it is so very important that we reduce the incidence of lesbianism by an entirely hypothetical and unmeasured percentage. Lesbianism is just that bad.
This is unbelievable! That many organizations support such obvious insanity? It can't possibly be true, right? Well, I guess PZ is awesome for calling them out on it!
Except for one problem. Your first instinct was right. It is too crazy to be true.
If you click the link, which was also in the section I quoted from PZ's post, you'll see the following:
We have learned that, this August, the Journal of Clinical Endocrinology & Metabolism will publish an expert consensus again stating this use of prenatal dexamethasone should only happen via IRB-approved clinical trials through research centers large enough to obtain meaningful data. An announcement of the consensus came at the Endocrine Society’s meeting in San Diego last week (and an earlier version is available here).
This consensus has been endorsed by the American Academy of Pediatrics, the Lawson Wilkins Pediatric Endocrine Society, the European Society for Paediatric Endocrinology, the European Society of Endocrinology, the Society of Pediatric Urology, the Androgen Excess and PCOS Society, and the CARES Foundation. It was reached after review of the existing literature and consultation with researchers indicated significant cause for concern, including the fact that most of the children treated prenatally have been absent from follow-up studies.
So, they aren't supporting gender-role-enforcing insanity. The idea of using it to create pretty-princess-like baby girls isn't even discussed. While there would be some grounds for complaint if it was considering clinical trials of the anti-gay pro-superfemininity use of the pills (though PZ would still be wrong, since he's claiming that they're supporting it for women outside of clinical trials), they aren't doing even that. They are supporting proper clinical investigation into the cures of a serious medical condition.
The rest of the article PZ linked, however, is about the batshit insanity, which is likely how confusion crept in.
Anyway, on to the point that I want to prove here. Basically, when you're posting about people or organizations doing something completely and utterly ridiculous and insane, it pays to double-check and make sure you understood what you've read. Otherwise, you get egg on your face! And that's no fun at all.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
I haz... a CHARACTER. OMFG!
Name: Lux Noctis
Age: Kid of I haven't decided yet years
Appearance: Glowingly golden-furred and with deep, knowing black eyes, young, seems to project an aura of tranquility... a deeply unsettling one.
Personality: A Creepy Child that never displays emotion, unless extolling the virtues of Love and Peace.
The son of the viewpoint character and seeming prophesied messiah of the Canis. While he doesn't exactly have a winning personality, the prophecy attracts a group of guerrilla resistance fighters against the Sculi to him. After the Canis leader working on the Totems hears of him, he gets implanted with a Totem and descends into insanity due to it, the virtues of Love and Peace forgotten in favor of increased emotionlessness... and berserk rages when he gets set off. He dies charging into combat at the peak of his insanity.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Well, said post will most likely not be coming in the next couple of days. My ferret is really, really sick, possibly dying. So, yeah. Not good.
Edit: The Internet may have provided a solution! His symptoms (weakness of the back legs, lethargy, even thinner than a ferret should be, not eating or drinking for days) might have been caused by too little sugar, so the suggested solution was honey on the gums. I put it on, and 10 minutes later he was drinking lots of water and may possibly have taken a bite of food. The "may possibly" is because I couldn't tell if he sniffed it or ate it. Still taking the little guy to the vet, though.
Edit: It's gotten worse. He's stopped being able to drink water that isn't put directly on his lips, and the food he can down practically IS water.
Friday, October 30, 2009
A new post will exist once I get bored of teaching myself to program. Which probably will not occur until I've finished programming in one weekend something that will take the rest of my ComSci class until Christmas to finish.
The post will be about spoons, most likely.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
I have acquired the Libris Mortis. It contains the template applied to Evil Jesi, called Necropolitans. They get stuck to a cross with cursed nails and stabbed while people call out to dark gods.
I have no idea why they decided to make it work like that, but it's funny.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
OMFG, a plot! It's amazing!
Okay, for the purposes of my plot, I'm going to move the implantation thingy forward a bit. It'll happen after the start.
Basically, the book starts out with your standard Messiah, complete with Orphan's Plot Trinket and prophecy. It follows around a random friend/servant of said Messiah who's slightly jealous of the Messiah's Messiah-ness as they help a group participating in guerrilla warfare against the Sculi. It's implied during a couple of raids that the Messiah has a bit more Dark in him than he'd like to admit.
After a couple of raids, the servant/friend gets approached by a representative of a Cani leader who supports liberation from the Sculi. Said leader wants the Messiah to test the Totems. Servant wrestles with himself a bit over whether to use the totem himself, since that would give him the power he's been jealous of, or give it to the Messiah because he thinks said Messiah could help more people. He decides to give it to the Messiah... and the Messiah has a Super Power Meltdown where he ends up charging the enemy encampment and turning it into a wasteland while dying from his powers hitting himself.
Cue Heroic BSOD followed by Quest For The Truth to figure out why the Messiah went batshit.