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ProPublica Launches New Site To Investigate Nursing Homes

Check out Propublica’s new interactive tool for DIY nursing home investigations. The database allows anyone to search over 20,000 nursing home inspection reports, most fairly recently posted online, that encompass “nearly 118,000 deficiencies.”

Charles Ornstein, ProPublica’s lead reporter on the Nursing Home Inspect project explains:

Why is this so cool and helpful? This is where you can look for patterns of problems at nursing homes in your area.

Searching for the phrase “pressure sore” returns 2,121 results. Searching for the phrase “bed sore” returns 1,946 results, some of them duplicates. But other words that also can return deficiencies related to bed sores include: decubitus, purulent and pus, as well as stage iii and stage iv (phrases that describe the most serious and dangerous sores, but can also describe cancer progression).

Another example: Sexual assaults. Though uncommon in nursing homes, 88 reports include “rape” and 120 include “sexual assault” (there is some overlap). A broader search for the word “sexual” yields far more results, 787. Continue reading

Study: Higher Risk Of Abuse For Kids Who Don’t Conform To Gender

two children sitting on the sidewalk

New research out today from the Harvard School of Public Health and published in the journal Pediatrics has found that children who don’t “conform” to their gender are more likely to have suffered childhood abuse (physical, sexual and psychological) and to have a risk of post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) in early adulthood.

Researchers analyzed data from nearly 9,500 young adults (mostly in their 20s, part of the Growing Up Today study) and asked them to recall events from early childhood, when they were younger than 11.

Defining “Gender Nonconformity”

Participants were asked behavior-based questions “regarding media characters imitated or admired, roles taken in pretend play, favorite toys and games, and feelings of femininity or masculinity.” Continue reading