The disability lawyers sent both email and text today to inform me that the disability examiner has mailed me a copy of form SSA-3373-BK, otherwise known as “Function Report - Adult”. Once it arrives, I’m supposed to let the lawyers know that I have it, and am actually filling it out.

Today I resumed something I’ve done before: leaving my phone at home when I go out into the neighborhood to read a book over coffee, which I do daily, or breakfast, which I do weekly. These are my primary times to get to my nonfiction read.

Yesterday I got to thinking about how all the various kinds of burnout really are just separate tentacles of the burnout hydra that is living in a system that prioritizes the needs of capital above the needs of people.

I’ve realized that as of the first batch of my blogging on furiousnads.com to have been restored here from that site’s mid-2010s edition, all four of my posts on a longstanding pet peeve of mine are all online together for the very first time.

Chris Quinn, editor of the The Plain Dealer, published a “letter from the editor” over the weekend about “a college student [who] withdrew from consideration for a reporting role in our newsroom this week because of how we use artificial intelligence”. Aside from the ethics of putting this anonymous student on blast in the newspaper, a single sentence shows the true journalistic bankruptcy at work.