Killing it

I don’t know what specifically prompted me to put I You We Them - Journeys beyond Evil: The Desk Killers in History and Today on hold at the library. The typical process is I’m reading about something that references a source, so if I want more information, I check the Fairfax County system to see if they have it. Could be a book review, could be a tweet, I just put it in the system and pick it up when it’s ready.

Some books take a while, of course—especially if there’s been a book review in WaPo; by the time I hit the catalog, I’m number 347 in the queue. So when I finally get the “it’s here” notice, I’ve forgotten when/why I put it on hold.

That wasn’t the case with this one; I think it might have been a few days between my request and receiving the ready notice. I was delayed for a few days because I wanted to finish Book and Dagger (about academics’ roles in the OSS during World War II) before I launched I You We Them. So when I squeaked into the local branch one day before the hold expired this week, it was a surprise to see this was waiting for me:

All I knew about it was the title and the subject matter, which is “desk killers”. It’s a term (translated from the German Shreibtischtäter) that came up in the wake of Luigi Mangione shooting Brian Thompson, CEO of United Healthcare in December. The term was initially applied to Nazi bureaucrats and other white collar workers who made the genocide machine run so efficiently, but there have been arguments that we have plenty of desk killers working in enterprises ranging from pharma to oil to auto manufacturers to insurance companies.

Well—let me just say that I was somewhat nonplussed to find something more than 1000 pages long and weighing 1.25kg.

And that it’s only Volume I.

(Imma be a while.)

 

 

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Liquid assets

Okay—I found this in my refrigerator:

Can’t decide whether to make meringues and lemon curd or sell them and pay off my mortgage.

 

 

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Fine dining

Last Monday afternoon I wasn’t really hungry enough to make dinner, so I got a club sandwich from the local Silver Diner. They add mozzarella cheese and ham to the standard turkey, tomato, bacon and lettuce. When I’m in the restaurant, I just tell them to hold the ham, but I figured since I was taking it out, I could just pick it off the sandwich and give it to Foxy.

I gave him one bit that night, along with a handful of the fries that came with the sandwich. (I never give him enough to constitute a meal; just snacks.) Tuesday I put one bit out early in the evening, which got covered with snow. I wasn’t sure whether he’d already been by, or whether he’d be able to find the snack under the snow, so I put out the last bit in a covered area, along with another handful of fries.

Wednesday morning, here’s what I saw:

(Yes, he got the bit under the snow, too.)

It made me so happy.

 

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Gratitude Monday: looking for it

We had a bit of a rough week last week, what with the Elno fuckery at home and JD Vance waving the administration’s willie around at the Munich Security Conference (and then fist bumping German neo-Nazis just to rub it in).

So today I’m just focusing on the knowledge that no matter what’s going on in this human-caused hellscape, there’s always something beautiful. I can be grateful for that.

 

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