HeyJaredNevertheless, Persisting
Inspired by a moment in time, about the moments we persist through over time. In 2020, I boarded a plane. I caught a virus. It changed everything. Sociology kept me sane. I'm a public sociologist and I'm sharing a lens that could change everything.
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Belonging (opens the original)
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Earlier this year, I spent a few days in San Diego with my favorite feminist sociologists. My favorite feminist sociologists and, always, my favorite feminist sociologist in training, my boo, my forever, my partner-in-crime, my “where the hell is her wheelchair?!” asker, my “I’ll-push-your-wheelchair-through-the-airport-when-no-one-shows-up” (AGAIN) wheelchair pusher, my favorite human, Lance.Those few, glorious days were months ago now but I find myself returning to them often. Longing for
RIP Me (opens the original)
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Dark. Angry. Hopeful. That’s how Lance described the piece Amy starts us off with today. Based on what we’ve learned from others who have ever had to say goodbye to an old life or mourn a dream that will never come true, we think y’all might relate. It is in part this very discovery - that so many others can relate to the struggle that Amy has faced these past 6+ years - that is itself healing. That plus the act of recognizing and allowing ourselves to mourn the future we once thought we’d have
Congress has a plan to help people with chronic fatigue syndrome. It needs to fund it. (opens the original)
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I'm not above begging, particularly in matters of life and death. Senator Susan Collins has the power to save the lives of thousands of Mainers. She has wielded this power many times over the many years of her service to the great state of Maine - for good or bad depends on your perspective. Regular readers of this platform don't need to spend much time working out my own perspective. Wherever you happen to land, I'm hoping we can all agree that good medical care is better than poor care or no c
Failure? Or Freedom. (opens the original)
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Seven letters apieceEach sharing the same start Easy to mistake“Getting ready for the AT!” someone shouts with a pumped fist as l wobble byOOF knife in the kidneyHow could he knowAsk anyone whose condition can't be seenLet it go or break his heart and tell him I'm a cripRecall my days on the AT’s Bigelow RangeOOF knife in the heartThose days are gone I mourn them I miss themAnd, I roll with itI did that thingOnceA lifetime agoThese sticks were Freedom thenThese sticks are Freedom now<div class=
RIP Me (opens the original)
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She left long before I understood she was gone. Like the frog on slow boil. First the heat in her throat. Next aching sweats. At last a deep and foggy sleep. Long COVID took the only me I’ve known. Replaced by an eery copy. Almost familiar but off in ways too sorry and sad to recite. I wonder how long this stranger plans to linger. I mourn the original she replaced. I rage at the tattered system holding us hostage.Amy Blackstone died on March 15, 2020 though her fate was sealed five days earlier
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