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Good morning everyone, and welcome to Radio Free Monday!

Ways to Give:

dancing-thru-clouds was recently hit with a surprise tax bill (she didn't realize her town had local income tax, and didn't receive the previous year's notice); she's adjusted her withholding to account for this, but still owes the balance from the past two years and is fundraising to cover the balance. You can give via paypal here.

stemmonade is a disabled Black trans person who relies on crowdfunding for survival since they can't work and their wife is currently unemployed; they are raising a little over $700 to cover rent and essentials in the meantime. You can read more, reblog, and find giving information here.

themerrymutants is a disabled queer man currently living on social security aid; he has recently had to travel to the emergency room several times for possible complications from a recent surgery, and is now short on rent because of the cost of transit. You can read more, reblog, and find giving information here.

Anon linked to a fundraiser for prototrans, a disabled artist who needs help with rent money; he is also offering commissions. You can read more, reblog, and find giving and commission information here.

Recurring Needs:

Anon linked to a fundraiser for a friend whose family has not had a working furnace since November; they've been using space heaters to keep warm but January in Chicago has been brutal and the space heaters aren't sufficient. With vulnerable family members including elderly relatives and children in the home, they need to raise $6K to get the furnace replaced. You can read more and support the fundraiser here.

thelastpyler is raising funds for food and to purchase medication for their family; you can read more and find giving information here.

Eli is a disabled Michigander who cares for their elderly grandmother; they are applying for SSDI, but their car was damaged recently and is undrivable, with estimated $8K-$12K in repairs to make it drivable. They need transportation for doctor's visits and legal consultations for their SSDI appeal, and have no way to get around without the car. You can read more and reblog here or give at the gofundme here.

loversdoom is a college student from the Philippines, studying away from her family, and her parents are unexpectedly unable to support her education; she is in mounting debt and facing eviction from her dorm in her last semester of college. She's raising funds to repair her laptop so she can do her schoolwork and find a remote job that will help her pay rent, and to fund the remainder of her schooling. You can read more and reblog here and support the fundraiser here.

Anon linked to karla-hoshi or Hoshi on TikTok, who is raising funds for cancer treatment for her cat Naku; they caught the cancer early and hope that he can survive it, but can't continue treatment without funding. You can read more and support the fundraiser here, as well as find links to her updates on tiktok.

chingaderita's partner recently lost their job due to a house fire that also destroyed the house; they're raising funds to keep food on the table, to try and get a supply of water to keep clean and do laundry, and for various bills until they can find new work. You can read more, reblog, and support the fundraiser here.

And this has been Radio Free Monday! Thank you for your time. You can post items for my attention at the Radio Free Monday submissions form. If you're new to fundraising, you may want to check out my guide to fundraising here.

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Prelim Poll: Bionicle

Edit: Thornax typo (imagine this is in the flame text)

Propaganda under cut (including an ESSAY on Karzahni)

Thornax: when ripe, it becomes explosive. these are used as ranged weapons in gladiator fights on a giant desert planet. the planet got apocalypsed because of fracking, but that's not the point

Morbuzakh: the little meat robot mayor gets replaced by a power-hungry ex-protector whose job is to make fucked-up animals and shit. he's called makuta. he makes this semi-sentient plant, promises it that it can rule the city once it's done what he wants it to, and plants it in a fucking furnace. its job is to round up all the little meat robot civilians so they can be put into amnesia-inducing orbs. incidentally, its efforts result in some of them dying. six little meat-robot civilians get picked out by the local superhero and turned into big meat-robot superheroes. they go on a quest to find a bunch of magic frisbees in order to defeat the giant evil plant. the frisbees destroy the king root, and it dies

this plant is notable because, though it was mostly cut from the animated movie adaptation of that arc, it appeared in one brief scene that led to many bionicle fans developing a bondage kink

Karzahni: Makuta (see Morbuzakh propaganda) made karzahni. who was too smart and cool and powerful. so he did not get deployed. he is named after the legendary Lego Hell and Lego Satan where Bad And Naughty Disabled Robots Go For "Repairs" And Never Return. it's expensive to copyright names. they had to double up on occasion. or triple up. or quadruple up. anyway so Makuta who is also ANOTHER Lego Satan but that's besides the point, creates this plant. but the plant is too smart. so he puts it somewhere and forgets about it and makes the morbuzakh

NEW PARAGRAPH anyway so basically most creatures in this universe are immortal bar murder and fucked-up circumstances. no old age, basically. but this plant has one, because Bionicle Satan (Not Karzahni) makes his shit with limited lifespans so they can't wait for ten thousand years gathering their power and then kill-murder him to death. six big robot meat superheroes fight a fucking big monster in a tunnel. the cool smart one who used to be a teacher gets poisoned. but because karzahni (plant) is so fucking cool it can make an antidote. and it holds the antidote hostage in exchange for Cool Oil, which is oil from the apocalypse planet where the robot meat guys' creators are from, but they fracked too hard and split the planet into three pieces so that's a bit fucked-up and yet besides the point. anyway they get the magic juice and give it to karzahni (plant). previously in the story (but later in the timeline; this is a TWO-YEAR FLASHBACK EPISODE BABY) some other robot meat superheroes took a dunk in this cool fucking water and got mega-boosted powers. super-superheroes. but that's because god exists and has predetermined what can happen in each individual's life. those guys got Good Results From Applied Goo. karzahni (plant) does not. it just fucking. dies. it is then chopped up to make some lorries float so they can take the amnesiac sphere guys up to a cool new island they found, because their old island got FUCKING WRECKED

NEW PARAGRAPH anyway a cutting of karzahni survived (known as karzahni ii) with all the memories and shit of the real one and just sort of goes. FINE. i will join you, Lego Satan (not karzahni but the evil mayor impersonator) in gaslighting this mentally ill man into thinking he's short and his life is a lie in order to get the time travel device he made out of some magic fucking frisbees. karzahni took on the role of the morbuzakh. then the guy's like "this is bullshit" and gets thrown off a cliff but Karzahni II catches him and goes "hey. everything's alright. i tortured and killed a guy and he said you're doing good and everything is gonna be okay" and then the evil mayor impersonator (who by this point has not been impersonating the mayor for like. at least a week?) kills it. again. for real this time

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Worldbuilding some more occupations for Metru Nui:

Ko-Metru:

- maintenance crews to upkeep and clean the telescopes

- rahi wranglers in the Knowledge Towers for rahi like the ice bats (vahki cause too much chaos and damage)

- roadworkers who clean Ko-Metru's streets and road from ice and snow building up

- shops that sell and repair equipment for traversing Ko-Metru like skis and sleds, both for job and recreational use

Ga-Metru:

- cleaning staff of schools and universities

- chemists, supporting and working with lab workers

- assistant laboratory workers

- hazard cleaning staff in the laboratories

- maintenance, cleaning, and repair crews who maintain the integrity of the pump systems which haul and distribute the various states of liquid protodermis through Metru Nui

Ta-Metru:

- chip runners (made-up name) gather imperfect or damaged tools and masks from the forges - these goods are often chipped, even if only minorly -, and haul them to the Great Furnace for melting down

- ventilation workers monitor the air flow in the foundries for optimal heat of the fires, removing smoke and fumes safely, and controlling the temperature inside the buildings; this includes maintaining and repairing the ventilaton system

The Great Furnace has its own ventilation system but it's comparitively minor to its size

- slag removers filter out any impurities that might have entered the recycled protodermis after the previous goods were melted down

City-wide jobs:

- pump station attendants locally monitor and regulate the flow of liquid protodermis

- smaller crews maintain the liquid protodermis pipes

- supply runners for various goods

- energy producers produce the energy that matoran recharge with once a year in Metru Nui

- The Foundries' ventilation system only controls the tempeature inside the buildings. The surplus heat still has to removed, so its distributed through the other Metru for use; the rest is neutralized in Ko-Metru. But even so, the foundries and the Great Furnace radiate heat into their surroundings, slowly warming up the entire city.

It's pivotal that the cold from Ko-Metru doesn't slip into Onu-Metru or Le-Metru at the borders.

Meteorologists check that variables like temperature, humidity, etc. in the different Metru don't fall below or rise beyond a specific level and adjust specific machines in communication with each other.

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Last week was a lot. I told my team that I was leaving for another experience. They are sad and processing but also very happy for me. We cried a little at the end of the meeting. The initial support structure I had in place was OK but a few parts were confusing/concerning so I adjusted those and I think they feel better. My boss isn't sure where they will officially report into yet but I just made the call and confirmed who their direct manager will be. I've let all of my partners across the company know which has been weird, but OK.

The work in the new role is SO intense, I'm learning everything as fast as I can but also have to apply new learns to what I really don't understand yet to a plan that has to be localized into multiple languages by next week. It's nuts but there's no option not to do it, so I'm working a lot this weekend. I was experiencing such a confidence crisis but a few meetings on Friday validated I am moving in the right direction. For the first time in so long, I had anxiety dreams about work which in a weird way is a good sign - I was just kind of....dead, going through the motions, not super busy, not really caring about anything. My brain is waking up. It's where I am at my best. There will be a time for another way of moving through the world but right now for this next year/last experience, I want to be driving something hard and seeing the impact. I want to push myself to take risks and not be an invisible middle manager. Shirley said that I am like a little joey (baby kangaroo) - I am mostly comfortable living my emotions through animals and I have a tendency of hiding like a little joey. I already see this job will make me deal with conflict, stand in the strength of my opinion instead of being accommodating and malleable, afraid of making someone upset. There's such personal growth here for me.

The Alki remodel continues to provide a number of surprises. After we found so many concerns in the electric wiring in the lower unit, I asked the contractor to have the electrician check the upper unit as well. He couldn't even do much given the electrical panel is over 30 years old, so I had it replaced. We also repaired some cracks in the roof and an HVAC person is coming out to assess what I should do to upgrade the 30 year furnace. It's a lot but I am comforted to know these upgrades will make everything so much stronger and safer, I'm much more confident in renting it now. Another fun thing, the contractor found an outdoor shower on the side of the house so we're going to replace it with this and create a little area with a sauna, so someone can do a cold plunge in the ocean, and then wash off in the shower and take a sauna. It's actually not expensive and the contractor can build it for us. I'm excited!

Health-wise, I signed up for a service that will make it easier for me to get the updates to my health that I need. I got 16 vials of blood taken on Friday for a number of tests - a full panel including a lot of early detection stuff.

This is going to be such a good year. It already is. I trust it. I trust that good things are here, that I deserve them and I am going to meet every moment with new strength, new capability and create more silence so those that are guiding me can be heard even more clearly.

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A story of romance, drama, and politics which neither Trevelyan nor Cullen wish to be in.

Canon divergent fic in which Josephine solves the matter of post-Wicked Hearts attention by inviting invites four noblewomen to compete for Cullen's affections. In this epilogue, Lady Erridge plans a wedding.

(Masterpost. Beginning. Previous entry. Giles' Epilogue. The Baroness' Epilogue. End. Words: 2,221. Rating: all audiences.)

Epilogue: Lady Erridge

“Tam…”

Lady Erridge roused from her slumber at the sound of her Lady Orroat’s voice. A yawn filled her body with life, and the world around her became known once more. The familiar rumble of the carriage beneath them told her that she was still on the road.

“Sorry for waking you,” Orroat whispered, “but I thought you’d like to see Coldon.”

Lady Erridge perked immediately. “Coldon!?”

She jolted up, and stuck her head through the window. True enough, as her lady-love had said, the fields of Coldon unfolded before her.

Each was a different shade of green or yellow. Bushy trees bisected them, marked land where drystone lapsed. Farm buildings punctuated the countryside. Livestock dotted the grass. The familiarity of these sights settled into the chamber of her heart where they belonged.

“Oh, thank you for waking me,” she told Orroat. “I could not have missed this!”

Orroat leant over her shoulder, and pressed a kiss to her cheek. “Nor would I have kept it to myself.”

Fields gave way, to a sight even more marvellous. At least, it was to Erridge.

Billowing clouds of smoke, rising from forest-shrouded furnaces—the glassmakers of West Coldon. Lady Erridge knew every detail of the production of stained glass. She had recounted it in full to multiple Ladies during her stay at Skyhold. Even if one did not learn from her the methods of glassmaking, they certainly learnt how proud she was of it.

“We must have them make the goblets for our wedding,” she mused, to Lady Orroat. “It should be so lovely if every guest were to have a special glass goblet they could take away and keep as a memento of our marriage.”

Orroat smiled. “Of course—though I do perhaps recall a certain someone saying they wished the goblets to be made of wood, and hand-carved by a local carpenter?”

Erridge cursed herself. “Oh, Maker, I did! Thank Andraste you remember. Perhaps we could have half glass, half wooden?”

“And the glass could come from the West, and the wood from the East.”

“Oh, such a wonderful idea!” Erridge applauded. “What a perfect day it shall be!”

“Week”—Orroat kissed her hand—“you said week.”

Having spent a month in the presence of a man who did not quite care enough to listen, Lady Erridge was rather grateful to have Lady Orroat again. She listened to each and every word Lady Erridge said, and remembered them all with pinpoint accuracy—a feat made all the more impressive by the fact that Lady Erridge liked to speak. A lot.

Yet familiar earthen roads and pretty thatched-roof homes held her in silence. The settlement of West Coldon possessed such an idyllic rurality, one that Orelsian types would sneer at, but which Erridge found to be superbly quaint and dream-like.

All it was missing was a castle. But the Orroats had retained the original keep of Coldon upon the division of the land, and so the Erridge usurpers had constructed their own manor.

Sat upon as much of a hill as West Coldon could provide, the Erridge abode was a homely thing, born of brick, timber, and clay. But the gardens were the best this side of Redcliffe, and the windows provided an incomparable view of the glasshouses, peeking out from amongst the distant woodland.

Their carriage rolled into its courtyard, kicking up dirt and causing stabled horses to whinny. No one hushed them, for the stable-workers were up on the roof, in the midst of repairs. Several hoisted a beam, buoyed mostly by the efforts of a man of portly physique. Yet as soon as he sighted the carriage of Lady Erridge and Lady Orroat, he dropped the beam and ran.

“Oh, my daughter! My dear Tam!” shouted Bann Erridge, huffing after them. His brown, bristly moustache puffed up with every gasp; the rosacea on his cheeks grew redder with every step.

“Dear, no!” cried a woman’s voice. “You mustn’t run!”

Out on a stoop, a Lady of familiar, Erridge-like quality in her plumpness and pinkness sat weaving wicker. But with the Bann’s charge, her canes were abandoned, and a chase begun.

“What of the physician!?” she called.

“That’s my daughter!” yelled the Bann. “Hang the physician!”

Guards nearby began to move—the elder Lady Erridge stared them down. She caught her husband by his arm, as Erridge began to plead from the carriage window:

“Father, do not panic! Do as mother says!”

But he would not be dissuaded. Quite afeared, Lady Orroat cried out, “Stop the carriage!” and brought them to a sudden halt.

Erridge burst from the door before her father’s efforts to keel over proved successful, and ran to his embrace.

“Oh, my sweet little Tam!” he sobbed, scooping her up and twirling her through the air. “I feared we should never see you again!”

“Darling, you’ll get tear-stains on her clothes!” said her mother, plucking a handkerchief from her dress-pocket. The Bann accepted it, and hurriedly went about patting his face.

The elder Lady Erridge took the opportunity to offer a hug of her own—and one to Orroat, too. She hugged her as warmly as one should the fiance of one’s daughter; especially a fiance one had believed to be a fiance for many years prior. “Welcome home,” she told them both. “We missed you terribly.”

“I missed you too,” said Erridge, tearing up. “And Coldon. And hugs!”

Her mother pulled yet another handkerchief from her pocket. Erridge dried her eyes.

“And to think I almost couldn’t get you to leave,” teased Lady Orroat, petting Erridge’s back.

“If only there were two of me!” she whined. “I could be there and here at once.”

Lady Orroat gave no reply except a barely-concealed smirk. Erridge smacked her arm.

“Do not talk of leaving again,” sobbed her father, mercifully oblivious. “I do not know how I shall spare you.”

“But, father,” Erridge asked, “how shall you cope when I am a married woman?”

“A married woman!” her father wailed, burying his face into the handkerchief again. Erridge made a mental reminder to have plenty of spare handkerchiefs sewn for the wedding day. Perhaps some buckets, too. Her father could cry enough to fill a river!

“Let us pray your family are of stronger constitution,” she commented to Lady Orroat, “or else all Coldon shall be flooded!”

Her mother somehow heard this, over the sound of her father’s weeping. “Oh—speaking of Orroats: the Bann and her Lord are on their way. Your brothers, too, Hulnes. Your father’s invited them all to stay. Isn’t that right, dear?”

Through sniffles, he nodded. “We’re to have a banquet, so we can all discuss the, the... w-wedding arrangements...”

“Perfect!” said Erridge. “Hul and I whiled away the journey home thinking of ideas, and—”

“Oh, don’t you worry about any of that!” Her mother patted her hand. “We’ll take care of everything. You won’t have to lift a finger!”

Erridge exchanged a worried glanced with Lady Orroat. “But—”

“Come along, now!” her father said, ushering them towards the manor. “We have planned the perfect day!”

Week. It was supposed to be a week.

***

It was not until at least midnight that Lady Orroat and Lady Erridge were able to retire to their room. The Orroats had arrived in the evening, and discussion of the wedding had been accelerated into the extreme.

There were, fortunately, no arguments to be had over these arrangements. No, indeed, their parents all quite agreed: it was to be the most elaborate, extravagant gala they were capable of putting on. It would outshine even the luxury of Orlais.

There was talk of multiple ceremonies, so that one could be had in the West, and one in the East. But that meant there could not be merely one band, but two—or three. Lady Erridge and Lady Orroat would arrive in a carriage pulled by six—no, eight white horses—and leave in another carriage, pulled by a further four.

It had all—mercifully—ended, when Lady Erridge complained of headache, and Lady Orroat offered to take her to her room. That itself ought to have given away the ruse, for there could be no place worse for a headache than Lady Erridge’s room.

It was, in essence, an explosion of pink and ruffles. The bed was piled high with teddy bears, each one wearing its own bow. Her trunk was nearly full-to-bursting, because nothing could contain that much chiffon and still function. A bookshelf nearby creaked under the weight of what could have possibly been every romance ever printed.

But it was the chaise that they collapsed onto, advantageously placed in front of a warm and soothing fire.

“Maker,” Erridge breathed. “I thought my notions were fanciful, but—Maker…”

Lady Orroat slumped against her. “They’ll calm down. They’re all excitement now, but with time, perhaps…”

“By all appearances, they’ve waited years to plan our wedding,” Erridge sighed. “I hardly think their enthusiasm shall wane.”

“One can only hope.”

The fire crackled on. Lady Erridge groaned. Unable to remain still, she took to the floor, and began to pace. This was no new habit for her: there was a well-trod track on the hearth-rug from spurts of such pacing.

“I wish it were like in the books,” she complained. “The heroines always seem to have such sweet, simple ceremonies. Oh, why can’t it be like that for us?”

“The heroines in those books are often orphans,” Lady Orroat quipped, “that’s why.”

“Let us consider that a last resort.”

Laughing, Orroat stood. “I say we don’t consider it a resort at all.” She caught her pacing bride-to-be, and swaddled her within her arms. “Your frustrations are getting to you. That would suggest it’s time for bed.”

Even with the rest she’d had on the journey, Lady Erridge could not dispute that she was rather tired. And she desperately missed her bed.

“Very well,” she conceded, off to begin deconstructing her teddy-pile.

Orroat watched her with a smile. “I’ll see you in the ‘morrow,” she said.

“Why?” Erridge paused, a stuffed dragon in one hand, and a stuffed lion in the other. “Where are you going?”

“To my room?”

What? That guest chamber was Orroat’s in name only. “But we’ve forever slept in the same room?”

The proof was all around them. There were scratches on the dresser, where they’d carved their names with needles; wax-stain on the floorboards, from a clumsy incident with a candle; pressed flowers stuck to Erridge’s sewing box in giddy, girlish fugue, slowly peeling with age. There was little point in pretending otherwise now.

“That was when we were friends,” Orroat clarified. “Tonight, we are friends and lovers. There’ll be rumours.”

Erridge scoffed. “As if there have never been any rumours about you and I. Half of them started by your own brothers! At least this time they would be accurate.”

Lady Orroat put on her best hero-in-a-romance voice: “Good Lady, you surely cannot be suggesting what I think you are suggesting?”

“I suggest nothing that is not appropriate. For it has always been appropriate, and shall be no less appropriate tonight—unless you decide to be inappropriate with it.”

Orroat drifted over, and placed her hands upon Erridge’s waist. “My Lady, I would never dare such a thing,” she said, ending it with a kiss.

She released Lady Erridge, and set about undressing herself; Lady Erridge did the same. There were no surprises to be had in this process. Lady Erridge quite knew that Lady Orroat slept in breeches and her undershirt—and sometimes not the undershirt. Lady Erridge had always liked it. She hadn’t quite known why until recently.

They found their way beneath the bedsheets, discovering under the pillows an uncomfortable plush unicorn, which had somehow been missed by Erridge’s earlier dissassembly. At Erridge’s behest it was placed gently aside, and they were at last able to rest.

“Are you comfortable?” she asked.

“Yes,” said Orroat.

The only light was that of the distant fire; the only sound that of shifting fabric. It really was no different to how they’d talked as teenagers. There was merely a margin’s more hand-holding now.

“All this has me thinking,” Erridge whispered. “I’m not even certain I want a wedding.”

Orroat’s face fell. “What?”

“I should still very much like to be married to you—but I can’t stand all this hullabaloo.”

When it was all a distant prospect, a far-flung possibility, Lady Erridge had cared quite significantly about the particulars of her wedding. Where it would be, who would be there, how the food would taste. But that was because she did not know who would be at the altar. And now she did, all that other stuff paled in importance.

“Unfortunately, we cannot have the one without the other,” Orroat lamented. “A marriage requires a wedding.”

Erridge’s mind ticked over that phrase. “You could have a wedding without a marriage.”

“I suppose,” chuckled Orroat, “but I’m afraid that’s the part we want to keep.”

“And I did promise my friends.”

Orroat nodded, eyes closing. “We cannot forsake the opportunity to see them all.”

“Never.”

And if having a wedding was the only way to see them all again, then a wedding she would have.

“So you’ll marry me?” whispered Orroat.

Erridge smiled. “Yes.”

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Cincinnati’s Clean-Up Campaigns Remind Us That Our Ancestors Lived Like Pigs

If you had family in Cincinnati a century ago, I have bad news for you: They wallowed in garbage. It wasn’t entirely Grandma’s and Grandpa’s fault. The City of Cincinnati took a long time to figure out trash collection. Back around 1910, for example, the city sanitation wagons picked up only two kinds of refuse – ashes and garbage. Ashes were the remnants of the fuel burned in stoves and furnaces. Garbage had a very specific definition, as set forth in the 1909 Building Code:

“The word ‘garbage’ shall be held to include all refuse of animal, fish or vegetable matter which has been used for food for man, and all refuse animal, fish or vegetable matter which was intended to be so used.”

The average household also accumulated stacks of paper and piles of rags – no paper towels back then! – and the Rag Man hauled this stuff away for sale to the local paper mills.

That left several miscellaneous categories of rubbish or trash that no one had any interest in: broken bottles and crockery, old wooden barrels, scrap lumber, anything metallic like tin cans or buttons, bricks and stones, tree branches, and so on. All of this junk just piled up in the backyard or basement or both.

In the early 1900s, a few progressive organizations tried to organize city-wide clean-up campaigns to eliminate all the junk from residential backyards. In addition to aesthetic concerns, there was a strong financial incentive for hauling away this trash. Cincinnati’s fire-insurance underwriters applauded [Cincinnati Enquirer 5 January 1906] a report demonstrating that a 1905 clean-up effort had resulted in 200 fewer fires than were recorded in the previous year. Insurers actually lowered rates for the downtown businesses after clean-up campaigns and Captain Jack Conway of the Cincinnati Salvage Corps requested regular campaigns to remove trash:

“He advocates the ‘clean up’ campaign be continued with unabated vigor until all rubbish is removed from cellars, old waste from under benches, &c., which are the most prolific source of fires.”

The Cincinnati Woman’s Club led the charge in 1907 and talked Mayor Edward J. Dempsey into supporting a thorough spring cleaning for the downtown area. The mayor asked residents to haul all that backyard and basement debris out to the curb on one fine day in June. Problem was, all of the city’s street-cleaning wagons were already committed to hauling ashes and garbage that day. It was only when Mayor Dempsey talked the very reluctant Street Repair Department into donating their 40 wagons that the campaign was made possible. Even a fleet that large was not enough to handle the accumulated detritus. According to the Cincinnati Post [10 June 1907]:

“As the Cincinnati Street-cleaning Department has not enough teams and men to clean up all that district in one day, the Woman’s Club, for which the city is making the experiment, has appealed to all firms and corporations and all individuals having wagons and teams to assist in the work Wednesday, June 12. That is the day upon which all the hauling will be done.”

Annual “house cleaning days” gathered enough support to continue for several years, but the Woman’s Club had other initiatives to support and leadership for the campaign transferred to the Chamber of Commerce, which super-sized the operation. For the 1914 campaign, the Chamber set aside several weeks in the spring for the clean-up, followed by a city-wide inspection. The Chamber paid for 100,000 lapel buttons promoting the effort and printed 250,000 circulars informing residents how to participate.

The Chamber even coughed up a $25 prize for the best “Clean Up and Paint Up” song. The winning lyrics were composed by Dr. Stephen E. Slocum, professor of applied mathematics at the University of Cincinnati, whose words were set to music by Walter H. Aiken, director of music for the Cincinnati Public Schools. The local schools stepped up to promote the clean-up campaign, not only by distributing brochures and flyers, but by planting gardens in most of the city’s schoolyards.

In addition to aesthetics and fire safety, the 1914 campaign encouraged sanitary measures to stop the spread of flies. At a time when the majority of vehicles on Cincinnati’s roads were horse-drawn, manure piled up all through the city, supporting an infestation of flies unimaginable today.

After weeks of encouraging residents to tidy up their properties, the Chamber coordinated a city-wide inspection to document compliance and results. According to the annual report, some citizens were none to happy about having their domestic habits evaluated:

“There were some people with a misconception of the meaning of personal liberty who refused to allow inspection of their premises and some preferred not to aid in a general ‘clean up’ for fear it would be only spasmodic and not result in permanent good.”

Despite scattered opposition, the Chamber bragged that the 1914 campaign resulted in a $600,000 reduction in fire loss, from $1.3 million in 1913 to less than $800,000 in 1914. Nearly 8,000 wagonloads of trash were hauled out of residential areas. That success led to an even more ambitious campaign plan for 1915. In fact, the Chamber may have become a victim of its own success. A report suggests that few of the campaign’s ambitious goals were achieved in 1915, although the results were still impressive.

At the conclusion of the 1915 clean-up period, the Chamber coordinated city-wide inspections. More than 42,000 premises received a visit, with 30,000 earning a clean certification. The remaining 12,000 properties appalled the inspectors, who identified nearly 35,000 defects ranging from unsecured garbage and ash cans to obstructed fire escapes to overflowing privy vaults and unsanitary toilets to open manure piles.

More than 300 buildings were found in such deplorable condition that they were ordered razed. The city located nearly 1,300 illegally maintained backyard outhouses and ordered them replaced with flush toilets that could still be located in the backyard if preferred!

Thanks to the generosity of the Mabley & Carew Company, clean-up participants planted more than 84,000 trees on Cincinnati’s barren hillsides.

While congratulating itself on a job well done, the Chamber dinged the city administration for outdated and ineffective procedures for removing garbage and other refuse:

“The city has made no step forward for the disposal of its waste, except garbage, since its first log cabin was built in January 1789. As the population has increased, the dumps have grown in size and become nearer to built up residence sections. This has resulted in strenuous complaints from time to time, and the elimination of those dumps against which pressure has become too strong to be resisted by city officials.”

Alas, with the city administration still under the thumb of the Boss Cox machine, city officials could resist any level of public pressure without even breaking a sweat.

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QARAQORUM STREET VIEW, 1250s

Qaraqorum (Karakorum, Khara Khorum) is famous as the capital of the Mongol Empire and housing the court of the Great Khans, but the textual sources and archaeological study also demonstrate its important as a regional production centre.

The dense settlement layer, particular along the central street and main intersection within the city, shows extensive evidence for wide ranging crafts production, such as glass working, gem and precious stone working, bone carving, processing of birch bark, with furnaces for metal working and kilns for ceramics located in the immediate vicinity of the city. Gold bracelets and the moulds for them and other items have been found in the workshops; remains of iron fragments (bars, wheels caps, even a plough) testify to other activities produced in the city, and for local agriculture. In the written record, we see Khans from Ögedei to Töghön-Temür sending craftsmen and labourers from China to Qaraqorum to expand agriculture, construct palaces and temples, repair existing structures or otherwise support the local economy. This is reflected archaeologically, as the city shows possibly six phases of building and rebuilding from the 13th century until late in the 14th.

In this image you can see a smith's shop, with various Chinese, nomads and even an Alan taking part in activities here. In the background you can see the city's large Buddhist temple complex, the “Pavilion of the Rising Yuan." Begun under Ögedei (but not completed until Möngke's reign, and extensively rebuilt under Töghön-Temür), this huge structure was as high as 90 metres, according to an inscription found on site! Though estimates based on its foundation suggest a slightly more modest structure up to 38 metres high.

You can learn more about Qaraqorum's role in Mongolia's production networks in my latest video on nomadic blacksmithing:

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Unsolicited…

You've got a really overwhelming situation. It’s a bit ancillary to my irl job (env health and industrial hygiene), so I wanted to toss some thoughts to the void to maybe make it less heavy? (Def feel free to disregard and delete)

Since the AC is too large for the house, the house will stay too humid because the AC doesn’t have time to “dry” out the air – it’ll kick on and off too quickly instead of running for awhile. I’m guessing this is also contributing to the fire hazard (power cycling of the unit). You may be able to find a company that will trade the unit for a more appropriate one, which could help recoup some of the costs for a new system, or maybe local rebates with the power utility provider if the new unit has a heat pump, or just for being smaller and consuming less energy overall (spitballing ideas)

If you have a dehumidifier (bit spendy), you can put this in affected areas to help the problem from getting worse. For an attic, you can try placing it near a central air intake or exhaust inside of the house, like near vents or the furnace, to try and catch the airflow (if you put the central air furnace to ‘recirculate’). Changing your furnace filters monthly if you don't already should also help with air quality.

Mildew will stain, like the plywood and drywall in the attic, but if it’s dry, it shouldn’t grow. You can also spray surfaces in a diluted bleach solution to help manage it. Just a small bottle of plain bleach (none of those silly laundry kinds) and a spray bottle. An N95 respirator and long sleeve shirt/pants would be a good idea if you go into the attic, but mostly for fiberglass (if you don’t have blown insulation) and potential critter dust (mouse droppings, esp if you’re in a rural area, which I assume if you have a well)

A “hot attic” will be that (hot), but it shouldn’t be “humid”. If it is, it might be worthwhile to visually check your roof or attic and make sure the PO didn’t leave you with a crappy roof and soffit venting set-up, or that the vents weren’t block by wasps, critters, etc.

Sending the best vibes I can, from one broke Millennial to another

Gotta stick together to survive in this shitty capitalist hellscape

Bless you honestly. 🙏🥺 Thank you for this advice! I'm definitely going to use the bleach solution on the mold.. it's everywhere and all into my insulation.

Exactly everything you said is what the repair guy just told me lol that's exactly why there's mold. The previous owners installed a gigantic unit for whatever unknown reason. Unfortunately the AC unit is roughly 20 years old, so I can't trade it in for anything because all the parts and coolant supplies it uses are no longer on the market/viable. We were able to measure what kind of AC unit we'd need and the smaller unit brought the cost down from $13k to...$11.6k. So, not much, but still a little. (I've been considering asking for ko-fi donations since I'm honestly and truly desperate, but I first need to wrestle the part of my brain that doesn't allow me to ask for help first lol).

Thank you, anon, for your advice on this. It truly means a lot to me that you took the time to reach out! People like you make being a poor millennial a little bit easier. Seriously, bless you.