Jen Tynes

@jentynes.bsky.social

Walks and writes and forages and teaches.

The first-year writing class is a house haunted by the five paragraph essay, and I grow weary of its shenanigans, but I still get a little uncanny thrill every time a student starts talking about their "three bodies."

for pity’s sake, I am BEGGING university leaders to stop framing this issue in terms of what this will cost the university. people dont care! EXPLAIN WHAT THIS WILL COST THE PUBLIC: closed hospitals and clinics, skipped treatments, loss of access to experimental drugs, unemployment, recession

sreenshot from the new york times reporting that Stanford University’s provost is talking about how the loss of funding from national institutes of health funding will cost the university $160 million. that’s not the way to get this changed — the people think “stanford is rich; no big deal.” leaders need to talk about what this will cost the public

Harvard Divinity School punished students for having a PRAYER-IN last semester. I absolutely understand why students have decided to change tactics. When you tell people to stop protesting genocide, it absolutely impacts how they respond to your shouts about fascism. Everything is connected.

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My staff is hearing reports from Head Start programs in Oregon that they're still locked out of federal funds. My office is doing everything it can to get more info and get funds flowing before providers have to start closing their doors.

fy writing students are researching important problems in their communities while largely not following current events; timeliness is always a thing we have to work on, but it's so demoralizing to have to keep telling them "actually that thing is even more fucked and complicated right now..."

Really developing an appreciation for that part of the evening when it's too late to expect any more work will happen but still early enough to feel really optimistic about the work that'll get done in the morning. I'm waking up early, y'all.

Amicus podcast’s emergency episode this afternoon helped me get my brain around this current funding freeze fuckery; on Molly of Denali right now, children are making necklaces with glass beads and fish skin.

The four year old and I took the bus to the grocery store today. The past few months, college students regularly offer me their seats on crowded buses. We had to wait for eggs because a woman blocked them, telling an employee about the wise president and “Mr. Musk.” It is winter, I am 45, the end.

The four year old has discovered Molly of Denali, and watching it with her turns out to be very good for the soul, especially when I need to step away from the news.