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I'm still in a really weird place regarding replying to comments. I'm not ignoring anybody who's commented on previous posts, I'm just finding my anxiety is spiking very high whenever I go to READ said comments, so mostly I haven't actually read them. Yet. I will get over this and read them (and reply to them) at some point, I promise.

In the meantime, have a really interesting article about a previous FIFA president, Sir Stanley Rous, in Stanley Rous Remembered, Re-Assessed. Rous was not financially corrupt, but he sounds like as big a bastard as his successor Joao Havelange and FIFA's current President-for-Life Sepp Blatter, in his own special way. He went to great lengths to support apartheid South Africa, and as for the Chile business... Well, the Chile business is detailed in the article. One thing it doesn't say in the article is that the National Stadium in Santiago was in active use as a concentration camp for Pinochet's enemies until TWO WEEKS before the exhibition game organized by FIFA. It says that in another article that I unfortunately forgot to bookmark and cannot find now.

And have a really interesting article gakked from [personal profile] sucrelefey about James Rhodes, a concert pianist whose autobiography can only now be published, after legal challenges delayed publication (in fact, they wanted to PREVENT publication altogether) and forced Rhodes not to talk in public about the sexual abuse he suffered as a child. Not a particularly graphic article, but trigger-y all the same. The one thing I'm not clear on is why actor Benedict Cumberbatch is also in the photo of Rhodes at the top of the article. A supporter, possibly?

I feel like I should post something cute or funny to counteract these gloomy links. Alas, I got nuthin'. On the bright side, I have successfully persuaded my shrink that the Lyrica is not working on my anxiety AT ALL, and we are finally reducing it. He was convinced we just hadn't hit the right dosage yet. But I convinced him otherwise. Go me! And Young Miss Weaver is being very affectionate. Little does she realize that her veterinary doom has only been postponed, not vanquished altogether. Mwahahahaha! Mine is an evil laugh.
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I think I'm going to have a garden this year. These past few years depression has manifested in me doing absolutely zilch on my nice big patio (well, big by apartment standards). But I still have all my pots from the years when I was an inexpert but enthusiastic gardener, and I have asked the maternal unit to bring me a big bag of potting soil from Rona or Home Depot on her next visit. She has a car, you see. Then I will meander down to the Home Hardware near me and see what they can do for me in the way of bulbs and stuff. Yay!

My shrink is in Vienna, allegedly at a psychiatry conference, but I think he's going to be doing a lot of sightseeing as well. At our last appointment he told me proudly that he was going to see the Royal Concertgebouw Orchestra (a Dutch orchestra located in Amsterdam, at an absolutely gorgeous music venue called the Concertgebouw) play Debussy at the Golden Hall. The Vienna Symphony is away touring, so the Concertgebouworkest has nobly stepped into the breach. Then he asked me anxiously if the orchestra in question was any good. I wonder sometimes if BC Medical Services Plan would continue paying for my therapy if they realized how much of our session was taken up with stuff unrelated to my mental health.

I forgot to tell him the story I got from my godmother (who's not really my godmother owing to the whole Communist,* atheist Jewish thing, but she fills that function in my life, so I call her that). Back in the day, the Concertgebouw used to have a chorus, a choir made up of gifted amateurs, not a professional choir. They were extremely well-endowed, and some clueless Concertgebouw administrator decided, "Oh, let's close down the chorus and then their endowment can go into the general pot." What he failed to appreciate was that one of the major reasons the chorus got such big donations was because a member of the Albert Heijn family was a chorister! Albert Heijn is a big Dutch supermarket chain and the family are very wealthy. Needless to say, having had his chorus ripped away from him, the gentleman declined to make any further donations to the Concertgebouw. EVER AGAIN.

* Technically I think my godparents resigned their Communist Party memberships in 1968 after the Prague Spring. So I guess you could call them socialists.
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Gakked from [personal profile] twistedchick, What's Killing All the Bees? Long, but fascinating.

Cutting for blethering about neuroses and ancient (but juicy) family gossip about adultery.

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