The (Still) Roiling Brain
Motion-sickness took me out -- gotta sleep all day Friday. (I get it in a way nobody imagines is even possible!) Sorry I couldn't post!
No post Friday night, either. Getting better but still out of it.
Sunday: Still making up for its bite out of my work week, so no post tonight.








Amy, hope you are feeling better soon.
Jay R at December 18, 2021 11:28 AM
Had it once (vertigo). Spun down to the floor like one of those maple seeds. It attacked while at a stop light and I held the steering wheel for dear life. Yikes.
cc at December 18, 2021 12:56 PM
Yeah, I suffered through an attack of it once and never want to go through that again. The worst part was having your brain tell your stomach that you are dizzy and to get rid of everything, but you already did and now you're just heaving stomach acid.
Conan the Grammarian at December 18, 2021 2:59 PM
Here's something that will make you sick:
https://twitter.com/libsoftiktok/status/1471356907176615941
And the worse part of it all? The teachers are likely to face zero consequences. I'm betting to adding some salt onto the wounds because the culprits have an unironic bright future in Californian politics.
Sixclaws at December 18, 2021 3:35 PM
I had vertigo that resulted in a trip to the ER, and it turned out to be an atypical migraine. If I opened an eye long enough to detect light, instant barking ensued.
A brain injury was suspected, but a fancy image of my head revealed nothing. You knew that, ba-dum-tiss!
There has only been the one attack, although lying on my left side could bring dizziness back for a few months. SO sorry you are chronically affected.
Props to Gregg for what I know is his constant attention...
Radwaste at December 19, 2021 12:50 AM
When the classroom is full of fans of power metal bands:
https://twitter.com/AetiusRF/status/1472905915108057089
Sixclaws at December 20, 2021 7:10 AM
Here's a classic example of why otherwise intelligent parents need frequent REMINDERS of what common sense is, so they don't get brainwashed from being surrounded by adults who DON'T have common sense.
In other words, common sense isn't so common anymore. Which is why this writer - and Miss Manners - are still in business.
Or, as I like to say, beware of anything that costs money, whether it's therapy or religion. You can get sage advice for free, after all. In this case, even if you don't have a computer, you can still go online at the library - and borrow any books you want, as well. (Just try to get the books that have actually stood the test of time - and that don't trick you into spending more money in the future.)
https://www.nny360.com/artsandlife/familyandrelations/john-rosemond-cleaning-up-therapist-messes/article_1e87c323-c91b-5087-b568-1ee4a63666bf.html
"I can count on one hand — OK, maybe two — the number of parents who’ve told me that letting a child speak with a therapist has produced a positive outcome. One might dismiss a few such reports, but not hundreds of them. Most reflect a similar theme: to wit, a tendency on the part of said therapists to take the 'side' of the child in a parent-child conflict.
As one set of parents told me: 'Claiming confidentiality, our daughter’s therapist wouldn’t talk with us without her in the room and obviously believed everything she was saying about us, almost all of which was either fantasy or downright lies.'
"Strange. Do these therapists not know that the operational definition of 'child' is 'one who has great difficulty accepting full responsibility for the choices they make'?
"Children are incapable, for the most part, of correctly interpreting and accurately describing adult behavior. To top it off, children are soap opera factories. Therefore, anything a child says about adults, especially their parents, is to be given due skepticism.
"The conclusion I have drawn is the field of child therapy is populated to a significant extent by people with a need to be liked by children. Very odd. Wanting to be liked by children, that is. There is nothing amiss with BEING liked by children, but WANTING and TRYING to be liked is another matter entirely.
"The latest example comes from parents who consulted with a family therapist because of conflicts with their 15-year-old daughter, including conflict over the state of — as she put it — 'her' room, which many a homeless person would refuse to live in. Said room was not just a thorough mess, it smelled bad from food that was slowly rotting and clothes that begged for washing.
"After talking privately with the girl, the therapist informed her parents that their expectations were 'unfair.' The girl should be allowed to wallow in whatever state of clutter and filth she chooses.
"The problem, said the therapist, was not the daughter’s irresponsibility and lack of respect for the people who pay for her life, it was the parents’ inability to establish 'appropriate boundaries' between themselves and their daughter, a conclusion reached after less than one hour of conversation with the girl. Even if that were true (which is impossible to establish), it would not justify this otherwise intelligent girl’s behavior in the home.
"This is far from the first time I’ve heard such a tale. This seems to be a 'therapeutic' narrative. Allow me, therefore, to stand up for parents who are the victims of 'It’s MY room and I can do with it what I please!' nonsense.
"A message to the daughter in question and similarly mistaken teenagers everywhere: No, dearie, it’s not YOUR room. It is paid for on a continuing basis by your parents, the people who have ensured that you have never known true deprivation. It would be highly therapeutic for you to come to grips with the fact that you qualify as ungrateful, and any sense of entitlement you cling to is a self-destructive delusion. In the real world, you are not entitled — you are obligated.
"I told the parents to take the door off the daughter’s room and require two months of a clean and odor-free room before reinstalling it. Not-so-miraculous was their report that as their daughter began cooperating with their draconian standards, she slowly became equally pleasant to live with, proving, once again, that the unmitigated real world is the best of all therapies."
lenona at December 20, 2021 9:26 AM
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