
AKA BR McCoy. Padparadscha from the LJ days. Writes SF/F; yells about space and linguistics. Cusses. Neuroqueer, so pick a pronoun! Avatar by @SmilingGrouch
Salt Lake City, UT
Joined October 2013
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Amelia Bloody Rose @ameliarosewrite.bsky.social: retweeted
Ok! It is not a scam. Bay leaves are the ‘missing’ flavor in a lot of dishes that don’t have them. It’s one those things that you notice when it isn’t there, but have trouble picking out. Bay is an essential background flavor. A deeply nerdy thread 🧵
Amelia Bloody Rose @ameliarosewrite.bsky.social: retweeted
Okay soooooo… Arabs don’t name their kids “Slave Of” (which is what “Abdul” means) — for one thing; it’s grammatically incorrect in Arabic. And for another, among Muslims, it makes…. zero sense.
“Abdul” must be followed by one of the 99 names of God, which are (grammatically speaking) definite superlatives used only to refer to the Divine.
“Abdul” is a nickname Arabs and Muslims often use because non-Arabic speakers can’t pronounce the full name correctly. Abdul El Sayed’s real name is “Abdurrahman” — meaning “Slave of the Most Merciful (God).”
Hope that helps.
— an Arabic and Islamic Studies professor
Amelia Bloody Rose @ameliarosewrite.bsky.social: retweeted
A look back at my embroidery, The Sun Fairy for you today. Completely freehand stitched in August 2023.
May the light always find a way through the darkness! 🪡🌿🌺🌞🪽
#stitchedart #thesewingsongbird
Amelia Bloody Rose @ameliarosewrite.bsky.social: retweeted
This is partially true. And dangerously so.
The missing half: you might have an underlying sleep disorder, which can coexist with ADHD. (Ask me how I know).
If you regularly experience sleep inertia in the morning U need to treat it as potentially TWO problems, not just one.
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Amelia Bloody Rose @ameliarosewrite.bsky.social: retweeted
In an uncertain world of what’s real or not, I’d thought I’d show my face among my embroideries, the stitcher behind the stories. An imperfect embroidery artist that loves colourful threads, nature and tales. I use my hands to create & dream. 🪡🌿🌺 #embroidery #thesewingsongbird
Amelia Bloody Rose @ameliarosewrite.bsky.social: retweeted
Vou ser sincero com vocês: até algumas horas atrás, eu achava que Patrick Stewart fizesse parte da comunidade LGBTQ+. Via frequentemente fotos dele trocando selinhos com Ian McKellen e até imaginava que pudesse existir algo além de uma grande amizade entre os dois.
Para minha surpresa, ao pesquisar mais sobre sua vida, descobri que não. Patrick Stewart era heterossexual e foi casado três vezes, sempre com mulheres.
E os selinhos? Eram apenas uma demonstração pública de afeto e carinho por Ian, que é assumidamente gay e um dos seus melhores amigos. Mas o mais importante nunca foi o gesto em si. O verdadeiro significado estava no fato de Patrick usar sua imagem, como um dos atores mais respeitados de Hollywood, para apoiar a comunidade LGBTQ+ de forma aberta e natural.
Patrick Stewart não tinha uma masculinidade frágil e nunca precisou provar sua heterossexualidade para ninguém. Não se preocupava com o que pensavam ou diziam a seu respeito. O que realmente importava para ele era ajudar a construir um mundo mais tolerante e acolhedor.
Um mundo em que seu grande amigo Ian McKellen, e toda a comunidade LGBTQ+, pudessem viver com dignidade e paz.
Sir Patrick Stewart foi, sem dúvida, um homem à frente do seu tempo.
Amelia Bloody Rose @ameliarosewrite.bsky.social: retweeted
Rest in peace, Sir Patrick Stewart, who passed away today at the age of 86. Perhaps best known for his iconic role as Captain Jean-Luc Picard, Stewart spent the COVID-19 pandemic lockdown sharing videos of himself reading Shakespeare’s sonnets. Notably, he was once joined by his neighbor’s cat Glenn who appeared unimpressed by Sonnet 40.
#cat #catlovers #RIP
Amelia Bloody Rose @ameliarosewrite.bsky.social: retweeted
Patrick Stewart always said that he loved whenever he got to play Bullock on American Dad, and given how beloved his character is, it’s not hard to see why
Rest easy, Sir Patrick 🥀
Amelia Bloody Rose @ameliarosewrite.bsky.social: retweeted
Patrick Stewart was once filmed dancing and singing on the bridge of the USS Enterprise-D in 1991 as a birthday surprise for Star Trek creator Gene Roddenberry. Though never intended for public release, a copy of the clip eventually surfaced as a bonus feature on a DVD.
Rest in peace 🙏
Amelia Bloody Rose @ameliarosewrite.bsky.social: retweeted
It's really convenient how eldritch incantations for superphysical demonic entities are always tuned to phonemes English speakers would be familiar with
Replying to @AmeliaRoseWrite
Daffy Lady gives Annie some DIY seance instructions. "Read this out loud, every syllable, very carefully. IDK what language it is! 😃" ... And I go off thinking about pronunciation and English orthography. Do you write the incantation in the IPA to get it right? #Hereditary
Amelia Bloody Rose @ameliarosewrite.bsky.social: retweeted
Etiquette question
You know when you’re at a pumpkin patch and you go in the corn maze and you get turned around a bit but then you find that other exit that goes into like the foggy wooded clearing with like the hut, and like that old lady comes out and says
Amelia Bloody Rose @ameliarosewrite.bsky.social: retweeted
I still remember when everyone was doing the Foghorn Leghorn voice over memes and Eric Bauza joined in on the fun to roast Vegeta
I’m gonna miss him
Amelia Bloody Rose @ameliarosewrite.bsky.social: retweeted
Being autistic means you get taught that lying is bad and you should be kind, and you internalize that, and then for the rest of your life everyone thinks youre a stupid idiot because you dont lie at the right times
Amelia Bloody Rose @ameliarosewrite.bsky.social: retweeted
What strikes me about J.K. Rowling’s essay, published on 21 October, is the sheer scale of the moral and historical importance she has assigned herself.
She has effectively cast herself as a latter-day Orwell, defending objective reality against an authoritarian orthodoxy, protecting the working classes from their intellectual overlords, and rescuing feminism from people who have supposedly betrayed it.
And the extraordinary thing is that she appears to regard this interpretation of events as so self-evident that it barely requires defending.
There is something profoundly self-aggrandising about a billionaire presenting herself as the authentic voice of working-class women while dismissing those who disagree with her as fashionable, privileged ideologues.
But the deeper problem is intellectual. Her essay constructs an entire theory of contemporary political power around a single controversy, with Rowling herself occupying the morally indispensable position at its centre.
Her treatment of trade unions is particularly revealing. She cites genuine government statistics showing that graduates and higher earners are more likely to belong to unions, then leaps to the conclusion that union leadership has been captured by privileged believers in gender ideology. Those statistics establish a demographic pattern. They tell us nothing about members' views on trans rights.
Her account of history is similarly selective. She describes twentieth-century civil rights movements as authentic grassroots struggles, while characterising contemporary trans activism as an elite project imposed from above. Yet feminism, gay liberation and civil rights all drew on academics, lawyers, political organisations and institutional support. She has simply written these complexities out of her historical narrative.
Then there is the Orwell quotation. She invokes 1984 to suggest that disagreement over the meaning of woman is equivalent to denying elementary arithmetic. The Supreme Court's 2025 decision did establish the meaning of sex within the Equality Act, while expressly recognising continuing discrimination protections for trans people. That is a legal ruling with specific consequences, rather than the philosophical revelation she makes it out to be.
And there is a distinction worth preserving. Rowling has genuinely supported survivors of sexual violence, and her charitable contributions deserve recognition. Threats and harassment directed at her are indefensible. There are legitimate arguments about privacy, safeguarding and how competing rights should be accommodated.
What makes the essay so grandiose is the way she converts those questions into a struggle for civilisation itself. Anyone who shares her interpretation is defending objective reality. Anyone who challenges it is participating in an authoritarian campaign against women, whether knowingly or through ideological capture.
She has constructed a political universe in which almost every institution is compromised, almost every disagreement confirms her suspicions, and her own extraordinary wealth and influence somehow reinforce her credentials as the champion of the powerless.
It reads increasingly like someone who has mistaken the intensity of her personal convictions for the historical importance of her role in defending them.
And that final declaration, “I remain on their side,” is particularly revealing.
She has appointed herself the representative of millions of women, decided what their interests are, and assumed the authority to pronounce upon everyone else's feminism.
That's quite a position for one person to confer upon herself.








































