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I’d link to a pic about Ms. Deen, but at this point just can't look at her anymore.  Check out    Carlo Allegri / AssociatedPress / January 17, 2012 in the LA Times Daily Dish . Ms. Deen used to host a beloved cooking show. Now perhaps she's back to the restaurant, among friends, maybe hostessing. What happened there? ...  a leaked deposition quoted her as admitting to using the N-word and wanting to plan a"plantation party" that would have had black men dressed as Civil War-era servants. The deposition was part of a harassment suit brought by LisaT.  Jackson, a white former employee who claims that pornography, racism and anti-Semitism were prevalent at Uncle Bubba’s Oyster House in Savannah,Ga., where she worked. Uncle Bubba's is one of two restaurants operated by Deen and her family. In case you’re unfamiliar, harassment/discrimination suits would tag any one of six protected classes:  race, color, religion, sex, and national origin. This according to Title VII

Or: How Failing to Establish Boundaries, thus Needing to Cut Someone Off, an Exaggerated and Extreme but Sometimes Necessary Measure, Can Be Avoided  (1) Extremes and Exaggerations There was a Jewish sage, the Rambam, I think, Maimonides, who lived in the twelfth century. A doctor, (they didn't specialize then) he recommended that if you want to change something about yourself, your life, then err on side of extreme. If you are shy, exaggerate working the room. Act social.   Make yourself talk until people are bored listening to you. (All this my interpretation of a distant memory, probably wrong.) If you are angry, become the Dalai Lama. If you are late, strive to make every appointment really, really early. Pushed too far it is ridiculous. If you are old, work at being young. If you are sick, make yourself well. Exaggerating doesn't work for everything, and surely the Rambam knew that. The chachma (Soft "ch" not like the "ch" in "chuck", but soun

You work long enough at this job, and it feels as if all of the people you see are relatives, kids . Just a few random snaps from the past few weeks. The New Bride in the Family Liza Minnelli (1)   Guilt by Association First Snap:    Maybe This Time I'm talking to a patient I've known for years. He knows I blog and has always wanted me to blog about him, but I just can't. Shelly is not his real name. I tell him: "One day, Shelly, one day there will be a way to bring your story in front of the camera and not identify you, embarrass you." We're there. Shelly could really be a woman in her sixties, for all you know, but for our purposes we've designated him male, about forty. He has had no luck in relationships, picks the wrong women to love. They find him solid, the perfect catch for marriage because he's kind, loving, works steadily, and can dance. He's also generous, likes to cook, goes to church, and doesn't drink. And he could have been cast