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3CR did a remarkable job getting their Trans Day of Audibility programming online by the next morning. You can find my contribution to it at the above link or, for convenience:

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I haven't so enjoyed a creative collaboration with lovely people in a long time. This was a delight. The lovely people in question were, in order of first appearance:

The brilliant, beautiful, indefatigable, and legendary (and I am in no way implying she's old) Cait Glasson recently floated an idea that I think touches on something very important:

Here's your prep work: think of something in your weekend that gave you gender euphoria. Anything. Whatever made you glad you are who you are, whatever gender or genders or lack of gender you are.

Now, initially, I'm thinking of calling this #TransGEM , for Trans Gender Euphoria Mondays. […] Can be something tiny. […] Could be something huge. Whatever. Just spread your joy, once a week.

We aren't defined by our suffering. Let us define ourselves by our joy. Let them know us for that, if nothing else. Let us all see what a huge range of experiences can bring this kind of joy to a huge range of people.

[Spoilers ahead, obviously.]

I was asked recently how somebody familiar with 21st century Doctor Who might best approach the 20th century back catalogue. A comprehensive answer to this is more a book than a blog post. 

The short answer is: not chronologically. The 1960s black and white stories were produced on a treadmill of forty-odd episodes a year, and while there are some magnificent gems to be found there, even the hardiest binge-viewer of pre-Star-Wars sci-fi will find themselves losing the will to live at times. And there are large stretches during the colour years that varied between uninspired to awful. But that answer still leaves one with no clear direction.

In the first part of this series, I looked at how the Trump administration's blend of ignorance and unscrupulousness has led them to consider a cryptocurrency stockpile as a win-win for both scammers and the public being scammed alike. Or perhaps they're being a bit disingenuous there. Here I go on to look at how their profound misunderstanding of money threatens to turn the US into an impoverished kleptocracy. Which, on reflection, might also be a deliberate part of the plan.

In February, Donald Trump carried on appending his distinctive zigzag scrawl to a growing pile of executive orders, including A Plan For Establishing A United States Sovereign Wealth Fund. This declared:

A while ago my online chum Miriam, whom I have officially dubbed The Sunniest Girl on the Internet™ (because she is), posted this:

my cohort of trans girls, the girls who transitioned about a year before or after i did, give or take, all seem to be looking, and i dont mean this disparagingly at all, so profoundly normal. just regular women. half of them look a lot like the women i grew up around, my mother's friends, church ladies, teachers. absolutely love to see it.

This is one of the least obvious and most true observations I've ever come across.

[Note: this post suffers from my slow writing speed, and since doing the bulk of the writing of it, has been overtaken by events. I will catch up in subsequent posts.]

I've been trying to avoid reading too much on the Trump administration's governance by imperial fiat, in an effort to preserve some measure of mental health. In ordinary times I've an inexhaustible appetite for grim news, but these are not ordinary times, and even I have my limits.

However there have been a series of executive orders since January which, together with prior pronouncements from those in the administration's inner circle, imply a wholesale reconfiguration of the US financial system, with foreseeably disastrous consequences. It's clearly madness, but I think I can see the method in it. Let me run it past you.

About a month ago, my online chum kat posted this:

Trying to understand the latest executive order.