Please don't use body fat as a climate change metaphor. First, it's a bad metaphor (fat is farm more complex than calories in - calories out). Plus, this basically equates eating food with fossil fuel burning, and reinforces fatness as something to be combatted or ashamed of.
When I say "bad metaphor" I mean it. Most of what you hear about body fat is woefully anti-scientific, as body fat scientists will tell you (and yes, this includes what you hear from doctors): highline.huffingtonpost.com/articles/en/ev…
This also goes for journalists or climate communicators jumping on the opportunity to include obesity as a moral imperative for fighting climate change ("Ride bikes! Go vegan! Fight climate change and the obesity crisis!"). Greenwashing fat-phobia doesn't make it suddenly okay.
*far more complex, not "farm" more complex.
(DO NOT comment on the health or appearance of the woman in the article photo. Instead, read the article, update your understanding of the science of fat, and say to yourself, "a happy fat person in the world is not an invitation for my comment. I will mind my own business!")
(Apparently this needs to be spelled out explicitly: do not reply to this thread advocating for calorie restrictions or various diets. Do not attempt to turn this into a discussion that frames fat as a problem that needs to be fixed. Practice minding your own business about fat.)
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I just participated in this session on failure, and I learned so much from my fellow panelists and the amazing, supportive comments from attendees. I wanted to share a few concrete strategies that have helped me. #AGU20#INV15#AGUEarlyCareer
In grad school, my advisor normalized rejection, which really helped. I've passed his advice on to my own students: give yourself a day to mope and grieve, eat ice cream, cry, etc., and then dust yourself off and move on.
What I like about this is that it gives you space to feel perfectly valid emotions, but you don't let yourself get bogged down or to dwell. You can the review comments on the shelf and come back a week or a month later, and re-assess with a clear head and heart.
One summer in grad school, I was in the lab every day counting pollen with a couple of undergrads, and we all had very different musical tastes, right? But the one thing we could all agree on was classic rock.
We put on the classic rock station in the lab all day, every day. One of the undergrads started a game, where whenever a new song came on, whoever called our the name of the song and/or the artist’s name got a point, one for each. We kept score on the lab white board.
We kept this up all summer long, vari-colored tick marks next to our names. It was super close, because we were extremely competitive and all loved music.
Boys are only easier to raise than girls because you’re outsourcing your parenting to the women they’ll date in the future.
(Not all boys grow up to date women, but the emotional labor that corrects our hands-off approach to raising boys is extremely gendered.)
PPS Shout-out to all the parents struggling to do better without role models. I’ve had so many people ask me for books on parenting feminist boys, and they still don’t exist the last I checked. Free book idea, anyone?
I'm seeing a few folks I really admire worrying about burnout and the long-term impacts of trauma on their work and advocacy, so I wanted share my experience of the last few years, in case it's helpful.
The first thing to remember is that none of us came into this with our full reserves, going back to at least the 2016 election. Maybe you were just treading water but didn't realize it until the waves of 2020 sent you under. Burnout is a totally normal and natural response.
In May 2018, my mom died unexpectedly. In September 2018, I nearly died and spent two weeks in a Siberian hospital, one of which was in a the ICU. It took two more weeks to be flown home. I nearly died a second time in the ICU.
I make breakfast quiches with local eggs from a farm that picks up our compost every week in fall-spring.
When @LadyNaturalist’s book came out, I took photo of it with a quiche I’d just made, on a whim. Other friends requested quiche + book pairings, and now it’s a thing!
Here’s @LadyNaturalist’s book, paired with chorizo, peppers, onions, corn, and Monterey Jack cheese.
@Laelaps also had a kid’s book out this year, which I paired with artichoke hearts, roasted red pepper, fontina, and a wheat crust.
Halloween may be for the supernatural, but nature can be plenty scary, too! It's time for Natural History: Halloween Edition!
We begin with the Death's Head Hawkmoth. With a spooky scull print on its back, this moth features in Dracula, Silence of the Lambs, and works by Edgar Allen Poe, and is associated with death in folklore.
Death's Head Hawkmoth larvae eat potato plants, accumulating toxic chemicals to be poisonous to predators. The adult moth has evolved to suck honey, and it raids beehives, mimicking bee pheromones to sneak in undetected.