🌈 Spots, aka Anna Wilcox 🇺🇦

Dalmatian dog; Software engineer @UCBerkeley; founder @AdelieLinux; religious left; #DangerouslyFurry; she/her; RT != endorsement; Opinions mine, not any org

[🌈 Spots, aka Anna Wilcox 🇺🇦 @awilcox]

Excited about projects-new and old-that are starting to take shape. Surrounded by amazing, talented people. We're going to change the world.

[Lady Lawya @Parkerlawyer]

In 1998, I was fired from my corporate job while 9 months pregnant because and I quote, “my priorities would be elsewhere after the baby is born.”

The lawyer I hired told me I didn’t have a case because discrimination like “that” was almost impossible to prove.

So I got pissed.

Took the LSAT. Went to law school. Passed the bar. Had 3 more kids.

Twelve years later, another woman from that same company was fired for the same reason. She sued them for a million dollars, and won, partly because I had kept every piece of evidence from what happened to me years prior demonstrating a systemic pattern of discrimination against women.

That company no longer exists. My law practice is thriving. And that baby they said would derail my priorities? She’s a brilliant attorney now working at my firm.

Turns out my priorities were indeed, elsewhere.

[🌈 Spots, aka Anna Wilcox 🇺🇦 @awilcox]

Almost-weekend Dal girl does silly things in #Rails, film at 11.

https://t.co/7CoMK1WQAu

[🌈 Spots, aka Anna Wilcox 🇺🇦 @awilcox]

@motormoder Wow! You even made the crash driver sympathetic in a way. Extremely well written, thank you for sharing. If this develops further please post about it!

[Sheila of the Most High @sheilatebra]

Anonymous

My son is autistic. Nonverbal. He’s eight. We went to a restaurant. Family place. He got overwhelmed. Started stimming. Rocking. Making sounds. People stared. A woman at the next table said loudly “Can’t you control your child? This is ridiculous.” I was gathering our things to leave. We always leave. Then our waiter came over. Young guy. Maybe twenty. He knelt down next to my son. Started rocking with him. Gently. Matching his rhythm. My son stopped. Looked at him...
The waiter smiled and said “I got you, buddy. You’re okay.” Stayed there for five minutes. Just rocking. Being present. My son calmed completely. The waiter stood up and said “My brother’s autistic. I know the rocking helps.” Brought my son french fries. On the house. Sat with us while we ate. That woman who complained got up and left. The waiter said “Good riddance.” My son smiled. He never smiles at strangers. We finished our meal. Peacefully. I tried to tip extra. The waiter refused.
Said “Your son deserves to eat out like everyone else.” We’ve been back six times. Same waiter. Same kindness. My son looks for him now. Gets excited. Because someone saw him. Not his autism. Him.

[🌈 Spots, aka Anna Wilcox 🇺🇦 @awilcox]

@suchnerve The last two things got a lot better with therapy, to the point where people are surprised at how much I'm doing now. So there is hope.

The physical stuff has never gotten better tho.

[Historical Africa @historical_Afr]

“When my father passed away, his best friend of over 50 years sent me a picture of them both on a bridge in Zurich. It was from when they were young university graduates, travelling to Europe for the first time together. A year after my father’s passing, his friend’s daughter (who is like a sister to me) and I met in Venice. We decided to take a train to Zurich, buy clothes similar to what they wore in 1974, and try to recreate the same photo on Quaibrucke.”

[🌈 Spots, aka Anna Wilcox 🇺🇦 @awilcox]

It is so hard for me to know what to do with Twitter b/c I have been very politically active on it for years and I want to continue to do that, but I also want to make art and writings that have nothing to do with pol.

So do I just mix, do I get a second acct, do I stop?

[🌈 Spots, aka Anna Wilcox 🇺🇦 @awilcox]

#NewProfilePic, drawn myself! I'm finally getting the hang of this…

#art #digitalart #furry #dalmatian

[🌈 Spots, aka Anna Wilcox 🇺🇦 @awilcox]

Being visible.

Happy Trans Day of Visibility. 🏳️‍⚧️

https://t.co/RBVM6C54mF

[Archaeo - Histories @archeohistories]

In 1970, if a woman arrived at an emergency room after being raped, the staff moved fast. They cut away her clothing. They washed blood from her skin. They cleaned her wounds, combed debris from her hair, sutured, swabbed, stabilized.

They saved her life.

And in the same efficient hour, they destroyed the case.

The clothing that held fibers and semen was bagged with hospital trash. The fingernails that might have carried skin cells were scrubbed clean. The bruises were documented only as injuries, not as patterns of violence. By the time police arrived, there was often nothing left but a shaken woman and a report that would quietly die in a file.

No one intended harm. Nurses were trained to heal, not to think like investigators. Emergency medicine focused on stopping bleeding and preventing infection. Justice was considered someone else’s department.

Except it wasn’t.

It was the survivor’s.

Virginia Lynch was a nurse who noticed what others had normalized. Born in 1941, she grew up in a culture that treated sexual violence as something shameful, private, better left unexamined. In the ER, she saw the same pattern repeat. A woman would arrive assaulted. Staff would do what they were taught. Hours later, police would ask for evidence that no longer existed.

Prosecutors declined cases. Defense attorneys dismantled what little documentation there was. Survivors were left with a quiet, corrosive message: if it can’t be proven, maybe it didn’t really happen.

Lynch understood something radical for her time — hospitals were not neutral spaces. They were the first crossroads between trauma and accountability. If evidence vanished there, justice rarely followed.

When she began asking why nurses weren’t trained to preserve forensic evidence, the resistance was immediate. Doctors said nursing was about care, not crime. Law enforcement questioned whether nurses could handle chain of custody. Administrators worried about lawsuits and reputation. Beneath all of it was a deeper discomfort: taking sexual assault seriously would require admitting how common it was.

But Lynch kept pushing.

She began designing protocols that did not force a false choice between healing and documentation. Clothing could be preserved without delaying treatment. Injuries could be photographed respectfully. Swabs could be taken with consent. Detailed notes could be written in language that held up in court. Evidence could be secured without turning a survivor into an object.

She saw nurses differently than others did. They were already there first. They saw injuries before they faded. They heard the story before it hardened into a deposition. They had the trust of patients in moments when uniformed officers might not.

If nurses were trained properly, they could protect both the body and the truth of what happened to it.

Out of that insistence came a new field: forensic nursing. Eventually, the role of the Sexual Assault Nurse Examiner — SANE — was formalized. These nurses learned evidence collection, trauma-informed interviewing, courtroom testimony, and meticulous documentation. They became the bridge between medicine and the legal system.

Hospitals that adopted these programs saw measurable change. Evidence was preserved correctly. Cases were stronger. Convictions increased. Survivors reported feeling believed instead of processed. The difference was not dramatic technology. It was intention, structure, and training.

By the 1990s, forensic nursing was recognized as a legitimate specialty. Courts accepted forensic nurses as expert witnesses. Nursing schools began offering training programs. What had once been dismissed as unnecessary interference became the standard of care.

© Women In World History

#archaeohistories

[Charlotte Clymer 🇺🇦 @cmclymer]

Sitting U.S. senators don't make letters such as this one public unless they feel a paper trail is needed to inform the public. Not great. Really not great.

[. @Maxio28]

@TheRickWilson !!!

[MissinTea @MissinTea17562]

@krassenstein

[🌈 Spots, aka Anna Wilcox 🇺🇦 @awilcox]

@GrantSlatton Another example of "accessibility? That means you can access it from a mobile right?" 🙄

[Brian Tyler Cohen @briantylercohen]

8 ICE agents vs. 1 nurse: Trump’s America

[Annie @AnnieForTruth]

💯💯💯

[Vatnik Soup @P_Kallioniemi]

Elon Musk has deleted this tweet.

Let's make sure people never forget.

[Judy 🇨🇦 @ottawawanderer]

@P_Kallioniemi And this one!

[Wiktor @Le_Chiffre_00]

@krassenstein

[Patte OReilly ✌🏼 @patte_oreilly]

@ZachWLambert Christians?
No, the republican faux Christians are fake , liars, haters and grifters. Even Pope Leo is calling them out constantly. Performative hypocrites.