cover of Magic School bus inside the human body

This post is the opinion of Netanel Ganin and is in no way to be construed as an official communication from any section of any institution. 

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Onto the headings!

Body size in art

picture of Slender Man
he’s so slender!


Clitoris in literature

Sex instruction book called
Samantha Spade is on the case.


Computer fiction

I think I’d try to aim for the HAL spot on its face.


Dictators as authors

cover art for 'Crippled America' allegedly by Donald J. Trump
I know, I know it’s not totally accurate for this heading. There’s no way he wrote it.


Ethnic food

several kinds of hummus


Ghosts in popular culture

Library-ghost from Ghostbusters
The fate of all librarians is to haunt their last library of employment


Hand-to-hand fighting in motion pictures

Neo fighting Agent Smith in the Matrix 3
Some of these fights have not aged well


Kibosh (The English word)

a brand of pipe repair clamp called Kibosh
Kibosh (The English pipe clamp)


Singularities (Artificial intelligence)

parody of creation of Adam but with a robot hand
If our future robot overlords don’t like Michelangelo…they’re going to be very disappointed by the number of riffs on this


Stomach in literature

cover of Magic School bus inside the human body
We didn’t go inside the human body at my old school!


Three-dimensional pens

regular-ass bic pen



russian twitter trolls
“Hillary killed Seth Rich”



water skier April Coble-Eller
I have never successfully water-skied. I *have* successfully been dragged by a boat tho


I started a new job in a new city in August 2017. My partner and I packed up our lives and moved from Boston, Massachusetts to Culpeper, Virginia on the assumption, expectation, and hope that this would be a step up for me career-wise.

During the first week of our arrival, in the first few days of starting the new position I had a breakdown. My skin was clammy, my thoughts were racing, I felt lightheaded and weak. I had trouble breathing and couldn’t focus. I’ve been in treatment of one kind or another since 2005 and had never had a panic attack.

I felt deep fear that this move had been a mistake, that I shouldn’t’ve come here and brought my partner along either. That the job wasn’t what I wanted, wasn’t a good fit, that the town wasn’t a good fit, that we weren’t a good fit for it. I was afraid that there was no way to go back without humiliating myself, that I couldn’t undo the terrible mistake I’d made.

I couldn’t imagine staying and doing the work, and I couldn’t imagine going home either. I felt trapped in my own choices.

My therapist of course was back in Boston, he had recommendations for me but all of them were in Washington, D.C. None of them easy to get to for me.

I went to a walk-in clinic and managed to get 30 doses of a PRN for anxiety, paying out of pocket because I wasn’t yet covered by my new insurance.

Time passed. I hung on, and it passed. I’m still not 100% sure that I made the right choice. I am still plagued by fears and doubts of my future and my choices. I’m not acutely or actively symptomatic, but there was a moment where I was afraid I would have a relapse of dangerous self-destructive behavior.

If you’re feeling alone in questioning your circumstances, a job you’ve taken, changes you’ve undergone and it’s overwhelming and it’s scary and you feel out-of-control and wild and your thoughts are racing. You’re not alone.

I’m here with you.