Category: Daily updates

Generally musings of the day, usually accompanied by a photograph

Economist subscription expired

I have been subscribing to The Economist since their coverage of the Bush-Gore election in 2000, renewing it in three year batches and taking advantage of a student rate when possible.

My subscription expired yesterday and I will not be renewing if for now, just because life is too strained. That feels a bit like giving up on myself — since the value of staying informed lies in being better able to think and make decisions in the future — but it also feels like a suitable part of a post-PhD rethink. I am working through making sense of the implications of my time in government, academia, and activism and contemplating what I ought to do in the future.

What that future may be is very hard to say. For their varied reasons, governments and environmental NGOs don’t actually want to solve climate change, or at least it is much less of a priority than other contradictory things their leaders want to do. Perhaps the best hope is to get into the non-fossil energy / grid interlinkage / energy storage space in the private sector. At least they are building solutions.

30 days left on Marlee

Today begins my final month on Marlee Avenue. My landlords at Old Orchard Properties unlawfully refuse to assign anyone new to the lease, or to recognize me as a tenant even though they have been collecting rent from me faultlessly for two years.

I have not low income for years and the job hunt is proving difficult. Finding somewhere to live is more urgent and fundamental though. If I can find an OK room with good people for $800–$1000, I should subsequently be able to find an OK way to pay the rent.

Site design

For a long time I have been using the Thesis WordPress theme for this site, but as far as I can tell it is now so old that it causes the site to crash when my hosting provider applies a now-mandatory update to the PHP programming language.

I will eventually work out how to re-customize the design. If you need something which you can’t find anymore, the last Wayback Machine snapshot still has the old theme.

(As an aside to anyone interested, I mean the original Thesis theme which was actually user friendly, not the supposedly improved later version which I couldn’t use at all as a non-programmer.)

Awarded my dictionary

As distant and improbable as it seemed at times, at tonight’s Convocation High Table I was given the dictionary traditionally awarded by Massey College to PhD graduates:

Photo by Chantal Phillips

This was a much more meaningful graduation for me than attending a U of T ceremony would be, and hearing the biographies of all the graduating Junior Fellows was a reminder of how many critical fights humanity is engaged in right now, and how it will take the best from all of us to fight our way to a successful, liveable, humane future for the world.

Early tomorrow I am off for back-to-back-to-back trips: first to visit our dear friends in Ottawa; then for a couple of days of quiet and reading at a dairy farm in Cambridge, Ontario; and then straight out on my first camping trip in many years.

After that, my full-time job will become finding a new affordable place to live in Toronto. Finding inexpensive accommodation is actually more urgent and important than finding an OK job. Per George Monbiot’s tough but invaluable career advice, financial security really comes from minimizing your expenses, not maximizing your income. The cheaper you can live, the freer you are to work on what is important and bring everything you can to the fight.

Zonked

I am back to being kept up all night by:

  1. Housing and lawless landlords
  2. The state of local, national, US, and world politics
  3. Our heedless plunge into climate turmoil, accompanied by widespread incomprehension and motivated reasoning about what is happening
  4. Friends in difficulty
  5. My own job / future prospects

It feels like being back in the sleepless days of the early pandemic.

Nobody to write for but myself

It has occurred to me that, while I am waiting to hear back on numerous job applications, and while I am waiting to graduate in absentia on March 10, I can shamelessly use the University of Toronto libraries to research absolutely anything of interest. Today, I got some guidance in digital cartography, was invited into a 2.5 hour workshop on making honest and educational infographics, and began reading Cyril Connoly’s 1938 Enemies of Promise in search of backstory and inspiration for my Sherlock Holmes pastiche project.

By the way, while it hasn’t always been treated with perfect gentleness, and the repairs are such as would be used for a practical object rather than a museum piece (bent corners and pencil-marks abound inside, and whoever taped the barcode on to the cover didn’t think tearing the tape unevenly would mar its appearance), based on the front matter I think the Connoly is a first edition.

I intended the title, incidentally, to refer to self-motivated writing not being actively overseen, edited, or hurried along and not to suggest that nobody is reading my writing or that I don’t care about those who do. In fact, I am always curious to know who is still lurking around here after all these years, or who has stopped by because they found a single post of interest.