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Principal investigator at an undeserving midwestern university. I am ill-tempered and well-endowed. Beware.


I have a Cohost for art and writing!
cohost.org/lab-reports
profile pic by Xīn Jīn Mèng!
cohost.org/xinjinmeng

I feel like this place is slowly creeping into territory that my original Twitter account had; that is to say, my feed is a steady report on everything terrible in the world, every tragedy, every emergency, every injustice, and there's an implicit expectation that I be in activist mode at all times and that I'm a piece of shit if I'm not. I can't just hang out and relax. It's like when you make a charity donation and suddenly your inbox is full of people pumping you for money or time, playing upon your empathy and guilt, because you're clearly a soft touch, a mark. it's like being punished for doing something good. The entire world is constantly trying to eat you, to consume you into someone else's priorities, someone else's mission. You can't be yourself because you are simply not significant enough for such consideration; you're just raw material for someone else's game.


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in reply to @doctorwednesday's post:

I'm sorry that it feels this way. If it helps at all, I'm still excited every time I see that goofy icon pop up; whether it's commentary, prose, goofing around, or the occasional grousing that comes up. I think I understand the feeling of needing to be on all the time. But nobody can reasonably expect you to be aware of and campaigning for Everything, Constantly, No Matter What. Anyone who does is too fuckin' online and can be safely dismissed.