Thanks, that actually is a good reminder.

I do appreciate you @breeminneapolis.bsky.social

You’re one of my few Twitter friends I made the effort to stay connected to over here and I’m glad I did!

I just very strongly disagree with you in this specific point.

Imagine how much worse the world would be if every progressive activist for the last 15 years had to fax their inter office memos and spent a few hours per week lost, just because we collectively decided that using these specific technological tools was GOP-coded

The click bait “millenials can’t read maps anymore” stuff from 10 years ago was absurd then just as the AI polarization is now.

Imagine if progressives, en masse, refused to use Gmail or GPS out of a misguided belief that cursive and cartography are normative progressive values.

Notable that this is the top reply, an objectively stupid take.

bsky.app/profile/lisa...

Also, peer reviewed research has showed that using GPS / phone maps everyday has made people BETTER at navigating their cities without maps.

also, the idea the spellcheck makes people dumber is asanine. It literally is the opposite. Nothing about spelling is normative. It’s a mutually agreed upon system we have to internalize that costs us mental space.

Anything to mitigate that cost is a positive.

Notably published in the culture section and not written by a science journalist.

That’s a a terrible pop science article that misrepresents the underlying studies pretty dramatically. Dramatically enough that the authors of the studies they cited felt the need to call it out as bad journalism.

I wonder who will dream of me.

I suspect my mom still dreams of my grandmother when she herself was still young.

I wonder who dreams of me when I was young.

Someday someone will dream the last dream of her.

Sometimes I mourn that too.

I suspect my mom still dreams of her. My mom is already as old as my grandmother was in my most vivid memories, the ones from my childhood.

I don’t see people who are gone like that in dreams ever, other than her.

She really mattered.

The hardest part is that, when I wake up, it takes me a moment to remember that my grandmother has been dead for years.

16 years now?

Sometimes I cry on that dream. I worry about her. I worry about her losing this gone she spent her life building. I mourn how my childhood is almost certainly over as soon as the house is gone.

Sometimes I see my grandmother and I give her a long hug. I feel how frail her body is. But I also feel how strong she is in some sort of way I have always aspired to be. She is reluctant to ask for help but she is glad I’m there.

I wander the house trying to be of help. I go outside to try to care for the yard or talk to the neighbors.

This is after my grandparent’s dog is dead, Allie, the first dog I ever knew or loved.

I feel painfully adult in this dream.

The oldest I ever was in that house was 16 1/2.

Conservatism consists of exactly [two] proposition[s], to wit: There must be in-groups whom the law protects for [whom we have empathy], alongside out-groups whom the law binds but [for whom we must never have empathy].