It's Always More Complicated

Have I posted anything about this before, which is quite horrendous? not to mention, arrant quackery: Update on Vaginal Laser Therapy for Menopause. Maybe I will not actually quote the leg-crossingly ugh details, but:

all we had in the literature were small, unblinded, observational studies, which, considering how women have been harmed by other inadequately studied devices like the Dalkon Shield and vaginal mesh, was unacceptabl

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Recovering the Overlooked Stories of Women Amateur Filmmakers: Exploring the collection of Wessex Film and Sound Archive:

When families record their home movies, the films are often credited to the father or male spouse, even when close analysis of the on-screen footage shows that the male spouse appears on camera with the same frequency as the female partner. Who held the camera? Who shuffled children into view and tweaked the lighting? Filmmaking in these contexts was more often, collaborative than the sole work of one individual. However, the contributions of these women is considered not worthy of mention, the films were ‘his’ films, ‘his’ work and therefore when items are passed to an archive it becomes a matter of fact that the films are the product of a single male filmmaker.

I don't know if everybody's seen this already but yay for people taking out the codfish and smacking back at the idea that women writing fantasy is Some Whole New Thing (siiiigh).

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I'm currently reading a book by one of I guess the modern generation (I dunno: X? Millennial?) which I am finding rather blah and the protag wringing wet, and I contrast her with this woman and others of her generation (one senior to my own), Mugging Up: Jane Miller remembers Diana Melly:

She was a consummate learner and never wasted time.... Her memoir is the story of their passionate, wayward and nearly impossible marriage, strewn with adulteries on both sides, with drugs and drunkenness, with unhappiness and serious mental breakdowns, and with the deaths of two of Diana’s children. Yet it was also a life studded with success and achievement, with humour and energy, and, perhaps most important, with friends.

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Prior to my DNA test, I never regarded sex as a gray area. Person discovers they are intersex at 32:

The translocation of an SRY gene meant that some development of male sex organs had occurred. The primary implications for me were that I had external genitalia matching a stereotypical male, but my internal functioning was more blurred, including irregular hormone production and likely infertility.