duskpeterson: (moon)
[These words were posted tonight at Twitter by an account that usually devotes itself to parody of a scientist. Not tonight.]

The future is never gone, never hopeless. No one has ever lived in the best possible world. There has always been a fight to fight.

No jokes tonight. Do not laugh and look away. Watch this, stay here. Burn this into memory. Wake up tomorrow: the fight will await you.

Tonight is different. This election is different. We are here, in this place and time, through no special providence or destiny--

--But we are here. We find ourselves with a job to do, no matter how hard, no matter the pain in our hearts. Do not shrink away.

FIGHT. Donate time, money, expertise. Come out of this cloud of distractions, from those that mock you and those that want your love alike.

Retweets are not actions. Work in your cities, vote and advocate, teach yourself and give to others.

This is the end of nothing. This is the beginning of something new and solemn and so important. You must be part of what comes next.

My children will not believe what I tell them about this tomorrow morning. They will cry. They will be confused and hurt and angry.

My job as a father is to do more than to just soothe. My job is to show with my mind and heart, with word and action, that I am with them--

--That I am not disheartened. That I will stand up. That there is another day and another fight and I will never stop fighting for them.

I will, until my heart breaks and my body fails, fight to smooth and shape this world for my children. To make for them a better world.

I will not show them despair and anger. I will show them fierce, brave love and hope born of sure knowledge that history arcs upward.

There is sunlight ahead, there is victory and a gentle peace for all, a future of truth and concord. We will not all see it.

But we will - must - fight. Fight, for the truth that must burn undimmed in your heart. Fight, for the love that we must kindle in the world.

Tonight is the beginning. The last old day has set. Wake tomorrow, and remember. Tonight is the beginning.

I pledge, tonight, for my children and my own aching heart, to dedicate myself to a better world. I will fight. I will love.

I will not despair. I will not give in. I am not done. We are not done. I will. I will. I will.
duskpeterson: (grief)
For various reasons, I don't normally comment on politics at this blog. However, as many commentators have observed, this isn't an ordinary election year in the USA. In light of recent concerns expressed that violence might break out in the nation after Election Day, I feel it would be unethical of me to refrain from giving my view on the election.

So I'm going to make two suggestions. One is to folks who are sick at heart about the election and need a little levity in their lives. If you haven't already done so, have a look at the Saturday Night Live sketches about the election.

The other suggestion is to anyone who is voting in the election. You may be Republican, Democrat, Libertarian, Green Party, some other party, or independent. Whatever your political affiliation (or lack thereof), I'd like you to read an article - to the end, to get its full effect:

This is what is at stake in this election.

(Comments to this post are left open, but keep in mind that I won't be able to moderate the blog after Thursday, so please take extra care to keep the discussion civil.)
duskpeterson: An apprentice builds a boat as a man looks on. (apprentice)
Jo/e and I usually aren't sure whether we'll be able to get to the polling place, what with our health issues. What we learned, to our delight, is that in Maryland, and in many other states, you don't need any particular excuse to use absentee ballots. You just ask for the absentee ballots, fill them out when they come, and drop your votes in the mail. I was never a very reliable voter, I'm sorry to say, but using absentee ballots has made voting super-easy.

Here's a multi-page list (in reverse order, for some odd reason) of state policies on absentee voting, which includes links to each state's form for requesting a ballot. And if you haven't already done so, don't forget to register to vote. You don't want this to happen again.

(Comments left enabled, but please keep any comments nonpartisan. I'd like this blog to remain a comfortable place for people of all political persuasions.)
duskpeterson: An apprentice builds a boat as a man looks on. (Default)
I'm bumping to the top of the blog this interesting discussion between Tharyn and me about m/f in m/m fiction, in case anyone else wants to add their two cents. A warning that our earlier discussion, and my latest reply below, includes spoilers for the already-published stories in The Eternal Dungeon.

o--o--o


Starting out by disentangling a misunderstanding )
duskpeterson: An apprentice builds a boat as a man looks on. (Default)
"The old man . . . looked smaller and more shriveled . . . 'Getting old,' the engineer muttered. 'Can't take it. Sorry I conked out on you, kid.'"

--Philip St. John (aka Lester del Rey): Rocket Jockey (1952), the first science fiction novel I ever fell in love with, at age ten. Not until last week's reread did it penetrate my consciousness that the "old man" was in his fifties.


"Looking back, I think a lot of the time I was thinking, 'Yeah, this is great, but the next one'll be better. This is all a road upwards, and one day we'll get to that plateau.' But there isn't any plateau, folks. Happiness is the journey."

--Brian May, quoted in the September 1993 issue of RIP. From my late mother's enormous collection of metal music clippings.


Philosophical meanderings, plus prison songs )

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