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I've never loved anyone as much as I love Ursula Le Guin
It’s Pride Month Eve, so leave out some milk for Freddie Mercury and his cats.
Time for the annual Pride Month reblog of Freddie Mercury and his fabulous cats!
‘Hands weaving magnetic-core memory, IBM, Poughkeepsie, New York,’ 1956. Photograph by Ansel Adams.
My mother used to make computer cores as a "work from home" side business. As a child I got spending money via un-winding the ones that failed testing so that the magnetic center could be re-used. I got between $0.05 and $0.25 per core depending. Mom got more for the finished ones, of course, though I don't know how much. Her sister was an expert, and did the more complicated kind, some of which ended up in satellites and/or were used by NASA!
They were all done by hand using a kind of treadle-operated frame with a little (crochet!) hook to pull the wires around the cores. The people making them were mostly housewives who did this as a side-job in the 80s and 90s. I don't know if it's still done that way anywhere in the USA today, but the history of computing and space exploration is littered with "women's work" like this.
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doubly funny that I saw a compilation of all the corporate accounts like "aw thanks elmo, we're doing well" meanwhile all the flesh and blood real human people are extremely not okay
Okay but Elmo had actually the best and sweetest response to all this trauma dumping:
And then all the other Sesame Street character accounts joined in:
And now I’m thinking maybe we’re gonna be okay… 💗
(Comment compilation from this Twitter)
I kinda feel for the poor person running Elmo's Twitter.
"So, boss... I may have messed up."
"What did you do, Ray?"
"Well, I made a post for Elmo saying 'Hi, how's everybody doing?'"
"I mean, that's kind of what we pay you for."
"Yeah, but.... <sigh> it turns out pretty much everyone is hanging on by a thread, badly enough that they needed to tell Elmo."
"Oh."
"God help me, boss, I think Elmo needs to be there for them."
"Get the others."
this is the energy that jim henson would be proud of.
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As much as I adore conlangs, I really like how the Imperial Radch books handle language. The book is entirely in English but you're constantly aware that you're reading a "translation," both of the Radchaai language Breq speaks as default, and also the various other languages she encounters. We don't hear the words but we hear her fretting about terms of address (the beloathed gendering on Nilt) and concepts that do or don't translate (Awn switching out of Radchaai when she needs a language where "citizen," "civilized," and "Radchaai person" aren't all the same word) and noting people's registers and accents. The snatches of lyrics we hear don't scan or rhyme--even, and this is what sells it to me, the real-world songs with English lyrics, which get the same "literal translation" style as everything else--because we aren't hearing the actual words, we're hearing Breq's understanding of what they mean. I think it's a cool way to acknowledge linguistic complexity and some of the difficulties of multilingual/multicultural communication, which of course becomes a larger theme when we get to the plot with the Presgar Translators.
i had no idea there were english-language songs in these books! so i looked it up and found this interview with Ann Leckie:
[T]here are three real-life songs in Ancillary Justice. Two of them are (shockingly enough) shape note songs—“Clamanda” (Sacred Harp 42) and “Bunker Hill” (Missouri Harmony 19). They’re songs that, for one reason or another, I connect with these characters and events. The third is older than these two by a couple of centuries, but it shares their military theme. It’s “L’homme Armé,” and it seems like every late fifteenth-century composer and their pet monkey wrote a mass based on it. I exaggerate—I don’t think we have that many surviving Missas L’homme Armé by pet monkeys. But it was a popular song in its day.
i'm sure someone somewhere has already matched these songs with lyrics in Ancillary Justice, but a cursory search wasn't bringing it up, so i'm gonna do it here for my own reference. the song Breq sings in chapter 16 to calm herself right before leaving Justice of Toren forever
Oh, have you gone to the battlefield Armored and well armed? And shall dreadful events Force you to drop your weapons?
corresponds to this verse of "Clamanda":
Oh! Have you ventured to the field, Well armed with helmet, sword, and shield! And shall the world, with dread alarms, Compel you now to ground your arms?
while the song sung by the Valskaayan rebels that Breq recalls in chapter 14
Death will overtake us In whatever manner already fated Everyone falls to it And so long as I'm ready I don't fear it No matter what form it takes.
corresponds to a stanza of "The American Hero: A Sapphick Ode" (the source of the lyrics for "Bunker Hill"):
Death will invade us by the means appointed, And we must all bow to the King of Terrors; Nor am I anxious, if I am preparéd, What shape he comes in.
in chapter 21, Justice of Toren's sleeper agent override is a Valskaayan song:
You should be afraid of the person with weapons. You should be afraid. All around the cry goes out, put on armor made of iron. The person, the person, the person with weapons. You should be afraid of the person with weapons. You should be afraid.
which corresponds to "L'Homme Armé" (The Armed Man), written in Middle French:
L'homme armé doibt on doubter. On a fait partout crier Que chascun se viegne armer D'un haubregon de fer. L'homme armé doibt on doubter.
of course, Breq's translation of "homme" is "person" instead of "man". it would be interesting to see how that song was rendered in the French translation of Ancillary Justice.
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hi, a lot of you need a perspective reset
the average human lifespan globally is 70+ years
taking the threshold of adulthood as 18, you are likely to spend at least 52 years as a fully grown adult
at the age of 30 you have lived less than one quarter of your adult life (12/52 years)
'middle age' is typically considered to be between 45-65
it is extremely common to switch careers, start new relationships, emigrate, go to college for the first or second time, or make other life-changing decisions in middle age
it's wild that I even have to spell it out, but older adults (60+) still have social lives and hobbies and interests.
you can still date when you get old. you can still fuck. you can still learn new skills, be fashionable, be competitive. you can still gossip, you can still travel, you can still read. you can still transition. you can still come out.
young doesn't mean peaked. you're inexperienced in your 20s! you're still learning and practicing! you're developing social skills and muscle memory that will last decades!
there are a million things to do in the world, and they don't vanish overnight because an imaginary number gets too big
🧊🦦Pass the otter pops—it’s World Otter Day!
The last Wednesday of May is a yearly celebration of otters, raising awareness and inspiring people around the world to help protect these irreplaceable aquatic mammals.
This year we’re showing up to the party with lots of love for our resident southern sea otters and the exceptional team that makes sure our girls are happy, healthy, and ready for their close up!
Opal, Ivy, Selka, Suri, and Willow are all on exhibit together right now, but that’s not always the case—for a great reason. 💙
All of our non-releasable resident otters sometimes spend time behind the scenes as part of our Sea Otter Program. We aim for our resident otters to also serve as surrogate mothers to orphaned otter pups, raising them with the skills and behaviors they need for a second chance at life in the wild. 🥹
Today, almost 300 rescued southern sea otters of all ages have been released back to their ocean home after being cared for in our Sea Otter Program, helping restore their populations and revive the beautiful coastal habitats they call home. 🦦🌊 There’s wonder in ocean life and caring for it helps us all.
Join the World Otter Day sea-lebration on our live Sea Otter Cam, streaming the lovable antics of these five otter conservation superstars from 7 to 7. ⭐ How are you celebrating otters today?
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The Pīwakawaka or NZ Fantail.
Tricky birds to photograph as the lil buggers do not sit still! Managed to catch this one in a lil late afternoon light.
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Australian Rufous Fantail (Rhipidura rufifrons), family Rhipduridae, order Passeriformes, Australia
photograph by Craig Weldon