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([personal profile] ravan Nov. 1st, 2025 11:09 pm)
Not a usual celebration for me, as I celebrate Samhain. But Sarah was Catholic, kinda sorta Celtic Catholic. So Today is more fitting to write their obituary. She used she/they pronouns, so I'm going to alternate what I use for them. Sorry if it's confusing.

Sarah Joan Hersha was born 6/1951 and died 7/2025. She was 74, and died after nearly 2 years of fighting the cancer - leiomyosarcoma - that ultimately took their life. Her first degree relatives - parents and brothers - all predeceased them. While she has nieces and nephews somewhere, their older half brothers had divorces and whatnot, and they all lost touch. Her parents were Basil and Sharoo Hersha, and yes, their mother's name is Sharoo, not Sharon. I met them both, and I swear her mother knew we were a couple before we really did.

Sarah went by SJ, for a multitude of reasons. Both of us worked in tech, which was, and still is, a very male dominated field. She at first got into databases, but when a piece of garbage called Access drive Paradox out of the market, they pivoted to doing macro development for small businesses People didn't want to hire an older female full time, even those she could work rings around the younger punks. Still, they loved computers, and tech, and she had lots of gadgets to play with. They also sewed, tried her hand at weaving, and enjoyed storytelling in a shared universe.

SJ also collected things like filk CDs, various other music CDs and DVDs, and books. Near the end, they read mostly on her tablet, but we still had a prodigious library together. Their tastes were eclectic, from things like Danny Kaye to Hu. She like Celtic Rock, Elvis, the Beatles, Viking Metal, Yanni, The Village People, Classical, Country, and a bunch of other stuff I've probably forgotten. About the only thing they didn't have a taste for was rap and other edge cases.

After the first chemo failed, and put her in the hospital for ten days, she was too weak to withstand the second best option chemo, and they knew it. We sought second opinions, and they all said the same thing - chemo to "shrink" the tumor, then surgery. But the tumor didn't shrink. Sarah elected to have home hospice, and live longer, than be killed by a longshot chemo that would realistically shorten her live and probably not succeed. So we had a year and a couple months to say goodbye. While cancer treatment has come a long way in the decades since her mother died of cancer in 1993, it hadn't come far enough. Sarah started treatment at over 200 pounds, and was maybe 125 when they died - a skeleton with a big lump in the abdomen. But at least she wasn't in any real pain - the hospice people made sure they had all the pain relief she wanted, which actually wasn't much.

Needless to say, I miss my spouse. They were a complicated person, with depths and dimensions that I can't even begin to touch here, but she was loved and cherished, even if only for a little while. They officially moved in with me in 1990, we got a DP in 2011, and got officially married in 2013.
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([personal profile] yourlibrarian posting in [community profile] common_nature Nov. 1st, 2025 02:13 pm)


Some bird photos from the last months. The hummingbirds are gone now but there was a lot of perching on the tomato cages in their last month.

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([personal profile] wcg Nov. 1st, 2025 12:06 am)
 
Happy Kalends of Novembris!  Are you ready for the Mercatus Plebeii?

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Three jack-o'-lanterns illuminated from within...

A reprise of my traditional Hallowe’en post of past years:

It is that time of year again. What has become a time of disinhibited hijinx and mayhem, and a growing marketing bonanza for the kitsch-manufacturers and -importers, has primeval origins as the Celtic New Year’s Eve, Samhain (pronounced “sow-en”). The harvest is over, summer ends and winter begins, the Old God dies and returns to the Land of the Dead to await his rebirth at Yule, and the land is cast into darkness. The veil separating the worlds of the living and the dead becomes frayed and thin, and dispossessed dead mingle with the living, perhaps seeking a body to possess for the next year as their only chance to remain connected with the living, who hope to scare them away with ghoulish costumes and behavior, escape their menace by masquerading as one of them, or placate them with offerings of food, in hopes that they will go away before the new year comes. For those prepared, a journey to the other side could be made at this time.

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With Christianity, perhaps because with calendar reform it was no longer the last day of the year, All Hallows’ Eve became decathected, a day for innocent masquerading and fun, taking its name Hallowe’en as a contraction and corruption of All Hallows’ Eve.

All Saints’ Day may have originated in its modern form with the 8th century Pope Gregory III. Hallowe’en customs reputedly came to the New World with the Irish immigrants of the 1840’s. The prominence of trick-or-treating has a slightly different origin, however.

The custom of trick-or-treating is thought to have originated not with the Irish Celts, but with a ninth-century European custom called souling. On November 2, All Souls Day, early Christians would walk from village to village begging for “soul cakes,” made out of square pieces of bread with currants. The more soul cakes the beggars would receive, the more prayers they would promise to say on behalf of the dead relatives of the donors. At the time, it was believed that the dead remained in limbo for a time after death, and that prayer, even by strangers, could expedite a soul’s passage to heaven.

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English: A traditional Irish turnip Jack-o’-lantern from the early 20th century.

Jack-o’-lanterns were reportedly originally turnips; the Irish began using pumpkins after they immigrated to North America, given how plentiful they were here. The Jack-o-lantern custom probably comes from Irish folklore. As the tale is told, a man named Jack, who was notorious as a drunkard and trickster, tricked Satan into climbing a tree. Jack then carved an image of a cross in the tree’s trunk, trapping the devil up the tree. Jack made a deal with the devil that, if he would never tempt him again, he would promise to let him down the tree.

According to the folk tale, after Jack died, he was denied entrance to Heaven because of his evil ways, but he was also denied access to Hell because he had tricked the devil. Instead, the devil gave him a single ember to light his way through the frigid darkness. The ember was placed inside a hollowed-out turnip to keep it glowing longer.

Nowadays, a reported 99% of cultivated pumpkin sales in the US go for jack-o-lanterns.

Folk traditions that were in the past associated with All Hallows’ Eve took much of their power, as with the New Year’s customs about which I write here every Dec. 31st, from the magic of boundary states, transition, and liminality.

The idea behind ducking, dooking or bobbing for apples seems to have been that snatching a bite from the apple enables the person to grasp good fortune. Samhain is a time for getting rid of weakness, as pagans once slaughtered weak animals which were unlikely to survive the winter. A common ritual calls for writing down weaknesses on a piece of paper or parchment, and tossing it into the fire. There used to be a custom of placing a stone in the hot ashes of the bonfire. If in the morning a person found that the stone had been removed or had cracked, it was a sign of bad fortune. Nuts have been used for divination: whether they burned quietly or exploded indicated good or bad luck. Peeling an apple and throwing the peel over one’s shoulder was supposed to reveal the initial of one’s future spouse. One way of looking for omens of death was for peope to visit churchyards

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The Witches’ Sabbath aspect of Hallowe’en seems to result from Germanic influence and fusion with the notion of Walpurgisnacht. (You may be familiar with the magnificent musical evocation of this, Mussorgsky’s Night on Bald Mountain.)

Although probably not yet in a position to shape mainstream American Hallowe’en traditions, Mexican Dia de los Muertos observances have started to contribute some delightful and whimsical iconography to our encounter with the eerie and unearthly as well. As this article in The Smithsonian reviews, ‘In the United States, Halloween is mostly about candy, but elsewhere in the world celebrations honoring the departed have a spiritual meaning…’

Reportedly, more than 80% of American families decorate their homes, at least minimally, for Hallowe’en. What was the holiday like forty or fifty years ago in the U.S. when, bastardized as it has now become with respect to its pagan origins, it retained a much more traditional flair? Before the era of the pay-per-view ’spooky-world’ type haunted attractions and its Martha Stewart yuppification with, as this irreverent Salon article from several years ago [via walker] put it, monogrammed jack-o’-lanterns and the like? One issue may be that, as NPR observed,

‘”Adults have hijacked Halloween… Two in three adults feel Halloween is a holiday for them and not just kids,” Forbes opined in 2012, citing a public relations survey. True that when the holiday was imported from Celtic nations in the mid-19th century — along with a wave of immigrants fleeing Irelands potato famine — it was essentially a younger persons’ game. But a little research reveals that adults have long enjoyed Halloween — right alongside young spooks and spirits.’

Is that necessarily a bad thing? A 1984 essay by Richard Seltzer, frequently referenced in other sources, entitled “Why Bother to Save Hallowe’en?”, argues as I do that reverence for Hallowe’en is good for the soul, young or old.

“Maybe at one time Hallowe’en helped exorcise fears of death and ghosts and goblins by making fun of them. Maybe, too, in a time of rigidly prescribed social behavior, Hallowe’en was the occasion for socially condoned mischief — a time for misrule and letting loose. Although such elements still remain, the emphasis has shifted and the importance of the day and its rituals has actually grown.…(D)on’t just abandon a tradition that you yourself loved as a child, that your own children look forward to months in advance, and that helps preserve our sense of fellowship and community with our neighbors in the midst of all this madness.”

Three Halloween jack-o'-lanterns.

That would be anathema to certain segments of society, however. Hallowe’en certainly inspires a backlash by fundamentalists who consider it a blasphemous abomination. ‘Amateur scholar’ Isaac Bonewits details academically the Hallowe’en errors and lies he feels contribute to its being reviled. Some of the panic over Hallowe’en is akin to the hysteria, fortunately now debunked, over the supposed epidemic of ‘ritual Satanic abuse’ that swept the Western world in the ’90’s.

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The horror film has become inextricably linked to Hallowe’en tradition, although the holiday itself did not figure in the movies until John Carpenter took the slasher genre singlehandedly by storm. Googling “scariest films”, you will, grimly, reap a mother lode of opinions about how to pierce the veil to journey to the netherworld and reconnect with that magical, eerie creepiness in the dark (if not the over-the-top blood and gore that has largely replaced the subtlety of earlier horror films).

The Carfax Abbey Horror Films and Movies Database includes best-ever-horror-films lists from Entertainment Weekly, Mr. Showbiz and Hollywood.com. I’ve seen most of these; some of their choices are not that scary, some are just plain silly, and they give extremely short shrift to my real favorites, the evocative classics of the ’30’s and ’40’s when most eeriness was allusive and not explicit. And here’s what claims to be a compilation of links to the darkest and most gruesome sites on the web. “Hours and hours of fun for morbidity lovers.”

Boing Boing does homage to a morbid masterpiece of wretched existential horror, two of the tensest, scariest hours of my life repeated every time I watch it:

‘…The Thing starts. It had been 9 years since The Exorcist scared the living shit out of audiences in New York and sent people fleeing into the street. Really … up the aisle and out the door at full gallop. You would think that people had calmed down a bit since then. No…

The tone of The Thing is one of isolation and dread from the moment it starts. By the time our guys go to the Norwegian outpost and find a monstrous steaming corpse with two merged faces pulling in opposite directions the audience is shifting in their seats. Next comes the dog that splits open with bloody tentacles flying in all directions. The women are covering their eyes….’

Meanwhile, what could be creepier in the movies than the phenomenon of evil children? Gawker knows what shadows lurk in the hearts of the cinematic young:

‘In celebration of Halloween, we took a shallow dive into the horror subgenre of evil-child horror movies. Weird-kid cinema stretches back at least to 1956’s The Bad Seed, and has experienced a resurgence recently via movies like The Babadook, Goodnight Mommy, and Cooties. You could look at this trend as a natural extension of the focus on domesticity seen in horror via the wave of haunted-house movies that 2009’s Paranormal Activity helped usher in. Or maybe we’re just wizening up as a culture and realizing that children are evil and that film is a great way to warn people of this truth. Happy Halloween. Hope you don’t get killed by trick-or-treaters.’

In any case: trick or treat! …And may your Hallowe’en soothe your soul.

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([personal profile] elainegrey Oct. 31st, 2025 07:22 am)

In "why for is everything falling apart?" news, my key to the car has stopped working, and replacing the battery did not seem to help. The tube inside my rain gauge is leaking, and so there have been times where I thought I thought I emptied the bigger tube and I didn't know what to do with the measurement of the water in the inside of the tube. On Wednesday, I  became confident that basically that water just leaked out of the inside tube. This is really annoying because it's a new inner measuring tube to replace one that had cracked at the top.

My new watch arrived and didn't pair with my phone until i took the case off the phone. Which... maybe would have worked with the old watch? It's a splurge but i think i will keep this new one: it's a much better fit as the previous watch was a good bit larger.

I did get outside and raked a little last night. Yay for movement. I think i have been terribly sedentary for the past year and a half, and there's weight gain over this past year and my blood work drawn on Monday had some signals that it is now time to focus on turning this around. Movement will help my mood, i am sure, so there's that.

I am very torn about the continued US government shut down. More people are joining the hostages being held against resolution of ... i'm not even sure it's a budget. Just a continuing resolution. But "continuing" in the current direction is pretty bad. This is lack of leadership.

In happy, geeky news, i have been delighted to discover the frictionless project and the v2 data package standard: https://datapackage.org/ . It is nifty to have a standard way to describe tabular data so that it's fairly easy to automate loading and reuse of the data. The joy of fiddling with this has made one of my tedious fiscal-year work goals a little more interesting. While technically the goal has nothing to do with data, i have to do the same research for eight different software packages and a different set of analysis and team wrangling for ... ten? work-written applications. I automated making markdown checklists and report templates yesterday for the eight, and have a notebook to explore the data i screen-scraped from the work database about the eight software packages. (An api account to access the ServiceNow database costs money so i shall continue with screen scraping.)

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‘The Pentagon has found an efficient way to purge Black service members from the military without saying that’s what they’re doing. As reported by Military Times, Defense Secretary Pete Hegseth announced that troops requiring medical shaving waivers for more than 12 months will face administrative separation—discharged through non-criminal processes. It’s being kicked out, just not for committing a crime. The medical condition is pseudofolliculitis barbae, painful, scarring bumps that occur when curly hair grows back into the skin after shaving. Between 45 and 83 percent of Black men experience this condition, according to the American Osteopathic College of Dermatology. White men with straight hair? Rarely affected.

The only effective treatment is to stop shaving closely. But the military demands clean-shaven faces, even though beards don’t impair combat effectiveness. Thousands of service members—disproportionately Black—have used medical waivers to serve without destroying their skin. Now those waivers are being eliminated. Soldiers can pursue treatment plans that dermatologists confirm don’t work, or they can leave. The American Osteopathic College of Dermatology states what medical professionals have known for decades: you can’t cure pseudofolliculitis barbae by shaving more aggressively.

The military acknowledges PFB as the primary reason for shaving waivers. They know who this policy targets. It ends careers, terminates benefits, and forces out experienced service members—all without calling it punishment. The military frames it as an inability to meet standards, but the result is the same: people lose their jobs because their genetics make shaving dangerous to their health.…’ (Ellsworth Toohey via Boing Boing)

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‘To understand the threat to democracy, and how it might be stopped, I spoke with experts on election administration, constitutional law, and law enforcement. Many of them are people I have known to be cautious, sober, and not prone to hyperbole. Yet they used words like nightmare and warned that Americans need to be ready for “really wild stuff.” They described a system under attack and reaching a breaking point. They enumerated a long list of concerns about next year’s midterms, but they largely declined to make predictions about the 2028 presidential election. The speed of Trump’s assault on the Constitution has made forecasting difficult, but the 2026 contests—both the way they work, and the results—will help determine whether democracy as we know it will survive until then. “If you are not frightened,” Hannah Fried, the executive director of the voter-access group All Voting Is Local, told me, “you are not paying attention.”’ (David A Graham via The Atlantic)

Zazzle Inc. just informed that they expect me to be surprised (in a good way) that the T-shirt I ordered from them 4 days ago will be picked up by their shipping company soon. (For context, a T-shirt I ordered from a competitor on the same day, with no special shipping priority, has already arrived.)

I guess the Zazzle leadership team has reason to believe that their customers don't expect to actually receive products they order. It's "Fantastic news" that the product ordered is even ready to be shipped.

Wow! I'm so lucky, their half-assed "fulfillment" may actually work this time, at least if the shipper actually collects the package, and sends it to the address I supplied. Wow! That's fantastic.

Are they trying to lose my future business, are they idiots, or do normal people generally respond positively to stupid hyperbole?

Beats me!
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([personal profile] elainegrey Oct. 27th, 2025 05:41 pm)

Well, that was a thing. I took a long weekend, and there were ups and downs.

Thursday and Saturday night took nice long dog walks  at dusk in the nearby mega-development along trails and lamp-lit streets. Carrie and i went with my sister and her dog on Thursday, returned with Christine on Saturday.

Friday night i saw my niece in as the lead in "She Kills Monsters," which is about the relationship between an older sister and her younger deceased sister, in which the elder realizes that assumptions that her younger sister was cisgender or heterosexual were not necessarily correct. It was a little surreal to watch sitting next to my younger sister, while watching my niece play opposite her girlfriend.

Sunday i met up with my sister and dad at a house he's looking at in between the two of us. I hope he jumps on buying it. [News: he's decided not to move again. Oh well.]

I spent lots of time resurrecting coding environment in my laptop, using mise to handle dependencies and environment along with poetry for python. Had a headache getting my diagramming tool container running. I think i was just (1) trying to run on a port with something else on it and then (2) had conflicts with the development environment user/workspace/folder configurations. Instead i chased the container management system, switching to a new system, and fiddled forever with ai assisted node scripts (i don't know javascript really) to see if there were firewalls etc etc oh good grief. Very cranky making.

And my project was aligning my records of absences with work's. By definition, work is correct for previous years, and it seems the offset errors are in previous years. So i put in offset corrections. But that was fussy and annoying. However, i learned about "frictionless" data manifests. That delights me no end.  In general i am trying to learn to manage things "right" in semi-standard idiom and patterns. Over the past few months i've developed a personal style guide (leaning heavily on work's) and a workspace template. This was the first time trying to get the template running at home, so, yes, some bumps.

CPAP has been stopping in the middle of the night and my ("smart") watch started dying within hours of a full charge. Sunday morning i woke in a terrible mood because i had awakened 03:30ish to a watch with just 3% battery after going to bed with a day and 21 hours of charge. I also woke to no air. I couldn't fall back asleep, so i ended up spending hours trying to factory reset and reconnect to my phone with no luck. I think i found some setting that will fix the CPAP behavior: i didn't know if i was turning it off in the middle of the night myself, but last night i slept well.

This morning i had to fast -- including NO TEA!! -- for a "wellness" blood draw to get a $500 reduction on my health insurance premium. I think it will be worth it. I stopped in the past because it was all very intrusive with lots of participation in online portals that seemed pretty annoying. This year it simply (it seems?) requires a bio-metric screening. What i don't know is if the coaching is triggered by being pre-diabetic or simply a BMI trigger. It doesn't seem that one has to engage with the coaching to get the reduction in the premium. I trust my doctor, i don't need an algorithm. Anyhow, i survived the fasting by not taking my vitamin B in the morning, and beat back the caffeine withdrawal with coffee.

I did get blue and have had lots of self recrimination about not being outside this vacation. But trying to accept my focus. We did have a lovely Sunday dinner with a Quorn roast (mushroom based protein loaf) with home-grown chestnuts among the carrots, onions, and potatoes, and a cranberry relish with  home-grown persimmons and spice bush spices.  I thought i might have overdone it with the spice bush, using all of last year's frozen pulps+sugar. Fortunately Christine still loved the relish, and i was motivated while it was cooking to get this year's second harvest of pulps separated from seeds. (The first harvest went bad in the fridge as i neglected it.) By the time of the second harvest some of the spice bush berries had dried out on the shrub. People often dry them whole, so i had some of those ground over slices of persimmon for breakfast for several days: also yummy.

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How to translate “No Kings” energy to actual political power


‘Despite the protests and mass mobilizations of the first Trump term, he was ultimately reelected — with greater support. It leaves a few open questions: just how effective can organized protest be? What can protestors learn since then, and what are the limits to what mass mobilization can do? And how can these movements adapt in the face of an administration that seems eager to wield every power of the state against its perceived enemies?

To answer these questions and more, I spoke with Theda Skocpol, the Victor S. Thomas Professor of Government and Sociology at Harvard University, and a renowned expert on both the history and the nuts-and-bolts of political organizing in the US. And although Skocpol, who is decidedly not a Trump supporter, is optimistic about what the No Kings protests could suggest, she is doggedly focused on what she sees as the ultimate goal of mass protests.…’ (Christian Paz via Vox)

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([staff profile] mark posting in [site community profile] dw_maintenance Oct. 25th, 2025 08:42 am)

Good morning, afternoon, and evening!

We're doing some database and other light server maintenance this weekend (upgrading the version of MySQL we use in particular, but also probably doing some CDN work.)

I expect all of this to be pretty invisible except for some small "couple of minute" blips as we switch between machines, but there's a chance you will notice something untoward. I'll keep an eye on comments as per usual.

Ta for now!

I subscribed to this blogger based on some recommendation or the other, and their claims of what they blogged about. This article has me giving them one strike, as in "three strikes and you are out" except that I'll probably only require one more strike to unsubscribe.

The topic is how health communicators need to act like online influencers, making themselves trusted based on their charisma and personality, eschewing evidence or anything that carries the negative taint of looking like normal health communications. Yep, they should communicate just like RFK Jr. That way they'll be believed more than they currently are.

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