Good-Looking Trumps All

Although the Americans With Disabilities Act wasn’t originally intended to protect people without perfect, tanned bodies, its definition of a disability leaves room for interpretation:

“An individual with a disability is defined by the ADA as a person who has a physical or mental impairment that substantially limits one or more major life activities, a person who has a history or record of such an impairment, or a person who is perceived by others as having such an impairment. The ADA does not specifically name all of the impairments that are covered.”

This act has been applied to physical characteristics, mostly (but rarely) in cases dealing with obesity (and, in one case, a toothless individual whose dentures were painful). In one obesity case, the judge invoked the logic of the halo effect, noting the disabling nature of obesity in employment in “a society that all too often confuses ‘slim’ with ‘beautiful’ or ‘good.’””

However, some proponents of legal protection for appearance-based legislation make another claim. Just as Title VII and the Age and Disability Acts protect people from irrational biases about their worth as employees based on their race, gender, and age, they believe that unattractive people face the same irrational biases.

The favorable bias toward attractive people also endows them with benefits in situations that seem entirely inappropriate. They receive lighter sentences from juries and better wages in positions where their attractiveness has little to no impact on their productivity. Even as schoolchildren they are doted upon more by teachers, which impacts their career trajectories. And all this bias frequently operates without people being aware of it.

We’re told not to judge a book by its cover. But we do. All the time. And everyone’s life is affected by it.

Being Really, Really, Ridiculously Good Looking

Bit More Snow

Little more snow last night to cover up the driveway we worked so hard on yesterday.

I cleaned out the dishwasher and the top shelf of the frig.

Started work on the new MRS and the NEPS data layer.

Paid bills.

Ron’s Helper

Ron scraped and I shoveled behind him.  We cleared about half the driveway down to pavement.

Did a shop at Shaw’s.  They are having a one-day fish sale for Lent.  Picked up shrimp, cod and one or two other types of seafood.  We purchased additional groceries as well.

Ron commented how nice it was to shop there because it’s so much less crowded than Stop & Shop or Market Basket.  Also, their variety is exceptional for this area.

Cod, rice and spinach for supper.  Making progress with MVC.

“Girth Man” is Ron’s new persona.

Powering Through

Did more shoveling this morning.  Moved giant ice boulders from the plows from the bottom (top?) of the driveway.  Cleared the driveway and dug a path to the shed.  Got some snow off Ron’s van as well.

We watched Downton Abbey after breakfast.

More snow expected tomorrow.

Had a good chat with Sunnova this morning.  We are still not billable as far as they are concerned; waiting for Trinity to give them the okay.  Probably just as well, the panels are still covered in snow and maybe even ice.  They suggest letting everything melt rather than trying to remove it manually.  Fine with me.

Elvis At Work

We shoveled most of the driveway this afternoon with Elvis and “Greenie”.  I finished the DSC01868laundry and changed sheets.

Tried to figure out the solar meter.  One screen has date, one has time.  One shows total electric usage.  I can’t figure out the others.

 

DSC01852I made pizza for lunch: maple/bacon/onion jam, tomato sauce, mushrooms, bacon, provolone, romano.

Valentine’s Day

We did the transfer station run in the morning, filled up the truck, home for lunch, then to Kappy’s for a tasting.

I made soup and bread pudding from leftovers.

We bought chocolate for each other at Ghelfi’s and Ben & Bill’s, then took the ocean road home.  It started snowing just before we got back.

Cheese, crackers and good Scotch in lieu of supper, and watched Diane Reeves’ first set at Lincoln Center via Livestream.

Solar Is On

I turned on the panels yesterday.  Unfortunately, Trinity dropped the ball on getting the info Sunnova needs to enable the modem, so for now, we have to check the outside meter to see if the system is working.

I’ve been looking for instructions on how to read/interpret the output from the meter.

It’s Valentine’s Day, and Ron, droll fellow, has posted his thoughts:

What a fine Valentines Day! 0 degrees at 6:30 AM. I’m looking forward to going to the transfer station this morning (in lieu of the closure tomorrow & maybe Monday due to blizzard warnings) and then a Champagne and desert wine tasting at a local store. Nothing could beat this day with the possible exception of shooting rats at the dump.

New Meter Is In!

The NStar installer – nice man – was here today.  He appreciated that we’d cleared a path for him and mused that he couldn’t understand how people can complain about their bills but make it impossible for the installers to do their jobs.

Duh.

Trinity is working on getting the photo that Sunnova needs.  Meanwhile, we have their okay to turn on the system.

Finally.

Mid-Cape Frolic

We got it in our heads to visit Whole Foods in Hyannis, for no particular reason, more or less to get out of the house for a while.

We also wanted to find a scoop shovel, which had become a mild obsession after being demonstrated by one of the contractors who installed our radon remission system.

We stopped at Home Depot, but the only scoop shovel they had is owned (and loved) by the store.  We did a shop at Whole Foods, nothing big, just a few items.

It being mid-day by that time, we’d hoped to eat at an organic food cafe in Hyannis, but they were closed for winter break.

Instead, we ended up at Keltic Kitchen, which had been highly recommended by one of our friends.  We had a large, delicious and filling lunch and bought some nice items at their gift shop.

I suggested Agway in Dennis for the shovel.  We were bloody lucky: they had one remaining from a shipment that had arrived only yesterday.  Unbelievable.

We had a few hours of daylight left, so stopped at the RMV in Yarmouth to get the glasses restriction taken off our licenses.  After a 45 or so minute wait, we got called.  I didn’t see their test well enough to be comfortable, but Ron passed and shelled over $25 for a new license.

We headed home after that and got to the house around 4:30, just as the snow started up again in earnest.