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Monday morning: sent email to the meeting list, noting the mentions of weddings and long marriages as we shared joys at the end of worship, and asked folks to hold those pained by the prop 8 decision in the light. ( Replies, reactions, responses. )
This morning i ran across![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mactavish's post about a morning radio show and some mean and violent statements made about transgendered teens. With Christine's background in radio, i've a depth of history to imagine the situation at the station. I wrote the station manager, mainly to fight the vision i had of him as a powerless craven pawn of large companies like clear channel, or a frightens powerless craven pawn of a station owner panicked about the market erosion due to competing media and large corporations like clear channel. It isn't true that one must give up all one's integrity to be a station manager. (Although i recently chatted over a beer with someone who had left radio in the '90s, too, and they shared the same sense as Christine did about how radio had been ruined by the large company consolidations and fake local programs and the station programming from out of market.)
I distract myself thinking about radio, skirting around the anger the dialogue caused.
I also tracked down some folks to contact about the state of the bay trail gap at Moffett. I'll post at gcc about that soon.
Work started at 7:30 on Monday, 7 am today, and Tuesday night i was out late in the city for a colleague's brother's book-reading. I'm worried about my energy levels with the meeting retreat this weekend, intense meetings at work Tuesday & Wednesday, and a conference in Austin the following week.
See this transformation happen and i ponder how i can know when to "correct." I am not doing some practices, like morning writing, that ground me -- but i don't feel ungrounded. I continue to be aware of emotional and physical energy limits -- but those limits have expanded. Am i summer-spending a winter-reservoir? (Is this simply season change along with an even better working environment?) Am i over-spending my spoons and will i be whomped by depression by the end of June? I had the bout in late February, then lethargy due to the UTI, then this eye thing and some lethargy, yet... yet...
Not yet. I'll continue with the experiment.
This morning i ran across
mactavish's post about a morning radio show and some mean and violent statements made about transgendered teens. With Christine's background in radio, i've a depth of history to imagine the situation at the station. I wrote the station manager, mainly to fight the vision i had of him as a powerless craven pawn of large companies like clear channel, or a frightens powerless craven pawn of a station owner panicked about the market erosion due to competing media and large corporations like clear channel. It isn't true that one must give up all one's integrity to be a station manager. (Although i recently chatted over a beer with someone who had left radio in the '90s, too, and they shared the same sense as Christine did about how radio had been ruined by the large company consolidations and fake local programs and the station programming from out of market.) I distract myself thinking about radio, skirting around the anger the dialogue caused.
I also tracked down some folks to contact about the state of the bay trail gap at Moffett. I'll post at gcc about that soon.
Work started at 7:30 on Monday, 7 am today, and Tuesday night i was out late in the city for a colleague's brother's book-reading. I'm worried about my energy levels with the meeting retreat this weekend, intense meetings at work Tuesday & Wednesday, and a conference in Austin the following week.
See this transformation happen and i ponder how i can know when to "correct." I am not doing some practices, like morning writing, that ground me -- but i don't feel ungrounded. I continue to be aware of emotional and physical energy limits -- but those limits have expanded. Am i summer-spending a winter-reservoir? (Is this simply season change along with an even better working environment?) Am i over-spending my spoons and will i be whomped by depression by the end of June? I had the bout in late February, then lethargy due to the UTI, then this eye thing and some lethargy, yet... yet...
Not yet. I'll continue with the experiment.
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