I've been up all night, spending some time with The New Dude, then home to read and fret and read and fret some more. The internets can be a rough place, even when I stay in more-or-less happy places like Scienceblogs and Feministe and Racialicious. Even if I'm not going to get slapped in the face with misogyny or racism or general ignorance... blogs tend to be full of Big Scary Issues, and reading about the latest creationist goofball or sexist pig or domestic terrorist can get my insides all tied in knots.
So I go to my security blanket on the internets: Shakesville.
Shakesville is my happy place. The authors there cover serious business with amazing grace, and on top of that they make sure I get my daily quota of kittens and non-hate-filled lulz. Shakesville has changed the way I think, act, and talk. And I owe a great debt to Liss for making all of it that way.
I'm ashamed that it's taken something like this to make me realize that.
So this is for Liss:
I don't have a Disqus account (because I already have a facebook and a gmail and a livejournal and good gawd damn there are only so many minutes in the day and if I have to remember one more username and password I'm going to start screaming and I don't know if I'll ever stop), and I don't want to contribute to the clusterfuck that I'm sure your inbox is swiftly becoming... but I wanted to say something. Oh, fuck that, I want to say THANK YOU.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you. For putting up with this bullshit internets thing for so long, for gathering together such an amazing crew of people, for caring so deeply, for helping effect a positive change. Thank you for your teaspoons. You are so brave and persistant and wonderful, and the world is a better place for it. I am amazed by your strength.
I would totally bake you a million cookies, do your taxes for the next decade, give you a week-long foot massage, and rent you one of those awesome inflatable bouncy-castle thingies that make me want to be 5 again.
If you need to take a break... Hell, if you need to pull yourself permanently out of this wretched hive of scum and villainy we call the intertubes... I think we can all understand. Take some you-time. Maude knows you've given us plenty of us-time, at your own expense no less.
But you should know that you've at the very least inspired me (and I'm sure many others) to maintain my little corner of the blagoweb as a safe space.
You're welcome here any time.