primeideal: Wooden chessboard. Text: "You may see all kinds of human emotion here. I see nothing other than a simple board game." (chess musical)
This was originally going to be a somewhat longer and ramblier essay thing but I ran an early draft by my parents and I think I can trim it down. :p

I recently got a nice comment on one of my older fanfics, "Everyone In My AP Lit Class Is Dead." It read in part "Thank you so much for writing this!! I'm glad you took the class, idk how your school did class schedules, but whatever. I hope you find happiness with whatever you're doing now!" Which I thought was very sweet.

As I look over the story, I find that it's aged pretty well...considering I wrote it 10 years ago, when I was in high school. (I'm now out of grad school with my PhD in math.)

I—the narrator broke off. I thought I was getting the classics! Easy, light stuff like murder and incest. I thought only the really hard class would have the, the implied rape and the genocide!
 
"No," Michael challenged. "That's not why you took this class. You took this class because you didn't get in to the most advanced class. Your teachers didn't think you had the interpersonal skills to manage it. Isn't that right?"
 
But there was no answer.
 
"I put on my biographical lens," he explained to the gaping crowd.

A lot of criticisms of broad-based plans to cancel student debt boil down to an issue of unfairness. If person A managed their budget prudently and diligently repaid their student loans, is it fair to tax them to waive person B's?

But I think this argument ("I already paid my dues, others should have to as well") applies just as well, if not better, to the issues of "safe spaces"/"trigger warnings" in academia. I was told that I had to suffer through texts/history lessons/whatever that made me deeply uncomfortable or guilty; I didn't want to opt out because that made me feel like a slacker. Autism gave me an advantage at abstract thinking relative to my peers; it wasn't fair to be excused from difficult material if it was necessary and for my own good. And now other people think they can get off the hook?

When I try to explain this to other people (eg my parents), they're sometimes like "often the teachers or whoever who are exposing you to this content come from the same privileged groups you do, do you think they feel guilty and overwhelmed all the time?" And I'm like..."well, yeah? Or else they just have extreme cognitive dissonance, IDK, maybe neurotypicals are just weird like that." For me a lot boils down to "1. I have strong feelings of guilt and shame; 2. I would not have chosen this deliberately; 3. Therefore it came from the outside world; 4. People in the outside world/academia/church/wherever who are like 'well I didn't mean to induce those feelings, can't have been me' are being stupendously naive."

Anyway. I still enjoy reading and writing fiction on occasion, but that's in spite and not because of my teachers.
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My sister graduated from college (yay!) so travelling with my family to visit her. They had a baccalaureate ceremony which was pretty good, including this amazing hymn (set to the melodic/slow part of "Jupiter"). And, staying with my aunt and uncle, who are great.

I just needed the reminder, via my dad, that it's okay to nope out of conversations sometimes, because many of my relatives can get...intense. Like, when they're agreeing with each other, and just doubling down on how hilarious/terrible/whatever something is.

Felt pretty socially drained today when I was out canoeing with them at a lagoon. We're all terrible canoers but that's fine, that's not the point. Just my mom and my aunt going "WE ARE SO AMAZINGLY TERRIBLE, LOL." Just, do you have to be play-by-play and color commentary? It didn't help that we were three to a canoe so if we all row at once it's asymmetric and bad, if I skip I feel like dead weight. Ugh. The canoeing was pretty fun other than that though.

Anyway I have complicated thoughts about my own baccalaureate and...performative outrage and stuff, but I don't know how to put it here. It's all kind of a "wall of text or nothing" with me, so I can't really just go with quick back-and-forths in conversation with "yeah that speaker was weird."

(I also had some academic milestones of my own which I was going to post about, but maybe later. Still on the road.)

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