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i canât believe people read MY text posts in THEIR own accent⊠my text posts have a swedish accent canât you tell?
sörry
This is why the scottish type like they do
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I know there are still people who object strongly to theater bootlegs, but Iâve been watching a lot of old (some from the twentieth century, even!) bootlegs recently, and I find myself continually enchanted by the aspects of them that exceed or escape or even interfere with the performances theyâre intended to preserve. Not only are you aware of the person whoâs recording (an occasional intake of breath, a laugh, a moment when they rest the camera), but youâre also aware of the audience they form a part of: before the show begins or at intermission you can glimpse people moving, rustling, talking indistinctly. What is being recorded is not merely âthe show,â but an embodied experience of audience-ing in which those offstage participate. It amazes me to watch a bootleg from 1998, 2001, 2004 and understand that the person whose ruffled hair briefly blocks the camera or who cries somewhere in the dark off to the left at the end of a play is sitting in a room twenty years in the past, and will get up afterwards and go out into the night, into the future. It amazes me that by watching Iâm invited into the body of someone who canât imagine that what theyâre recording will end up on Mega or YouTube, who canât even imagine that such a thing as Mega or YouTube is a possibility. What connects us is a shared desire to watch what weâre watchingâ simultaneously and separated by twenty years. Thereâs an intimacy in that that I can feel but canât identify exactly. It feels like an inheritance. I understand that for some people the perfect bootleg is one thatâs as close to professional as possible, representing exactly whatâs onstage without any âinterferenceâ (as though everything else is cutting into a transmission). And surely thatâs what people who oppose bootlegs are afraid of: that watching a bootleg might be like getting an unimpeded view of the stage. But I value the interference, the excess, the accidental and the impediment.Â
I suppose Iâm making an argument for the bootleg as a kind of art object, or maybe the opposite of an art object, given that what I highlight in it canât be created or staged. Whereas art often consists in putting a frame around something, what evokes tenderness in the bootleg is its transgression of the frameâ its insistence on acknowledging the extent to which the frame is a flimsy and nonsensical demarcation. We allow ourselves a very limited experience if we think of art as whatâs inside the frame. I mean this not only spatially, but in another sense also. The coughs, laughs, shadows, whispers, and faint police sirens of bootlegs are an outside world that has leaked its way on âstage,â but they are also a legacy of others watching, listening, breathing, feeling, being, in a past we canât access but are nevertheless in some sense bound to. They are like us, only a little further back in the darkness. I feel at home with them.
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guys theres been a weirdly high amount of riker discussion recently and every time i think about riker i remember this video and lose my shit and I just wanted to make sure everyone else can have that experience
Oh my god thank you for this
That last part hurt my heart
The context for that news anchorâs remarks:
- Russia invaded Afghanistan - Nuclear tensions were running high between Russia and the US despite the SALT II treaty being signed - Ayatolla Khomeni returned to Iran and took over the country (several dozen Americans were taken hostage, where they would remain captives for over a year) - the Sandinistas had their thing going on in Nicaraugua
⊠and Iâm just going to copy and paste this one from the link above for no reason in particular:
During the  "Death to the Klan March" organised by communist supporters in  Greensboro,  North Carolina  white supremists open fire, killing five marchers
jesus christ, that list was a depressing read.
I was not quite six years old during that eclipse, and wasnât aware of that. I recall the nuclear and mid-east tensions, though, as do a lot of other Gen X folks.
(here is nasaâs list of upcoming eclipses - weâre due for next weekâs, and then two more within ten years - https://eclipse2017.nasa.gov/when-was-last-solar-eclipse-seen-contiguous-united-states-and-when-will-next-one-happen. I am not at all optimistic that the moonâs shadow will fall on a world at peace during either of them, either. )
Frederick Judd Waugh (American, 1861 - 1940): Seascapes via The Athenaeum
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writing adult emails is awful
its like
hi [name of person],Â
this formatting is making me uncomfortable but I have to tell you something / ask you something that is vital to my career as a student.Â
I re-read and edited that sentence for an hour, but youâll probably just glance over it for half a second.
thanks!Â
- [name]
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I have a stock format and structure I use.
Dear Person I am Writing To:
This is an optional sentence introducing who I am and work for, included if the addressee has never corresponded with me before. The second optional sentence reminds the person where we met, if relevant. This sentence states the purpose of the email.
This optional paragraph describes in more detail whatâs needed. This sentence discusses relevant information like how soon an answer is needed, what kind of an answer is needed, and any information that the other person might find useful. If thereâs a lot of information, itâs a good idea to separate this paragraph into two or three paragraphs to avoid having a Wall of Text.
If a description paragraph was used, close with a restatement of the initial request, in case the addressee ignored the opening paragraph.
This sentence is just a platitude (usually thanking them for their time) because people think Iâm standoffish, unreasonably demanding, or cold if itâs not included.
Closing salutation,
Signature.
People always ask me how I can fire off work emails so quickly. Nobody has figured out yet that itâs the same email with the details changed as needed.
reblog to save a life holy shit
Iâm puttin this under my reference tag forreals
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God forgot to give sins to the angels and thumbs to the goats, so that angels have more thumbs than they can handle, and goats have more sins. To this day goats and angels both adore and resent humankind for having BOTH thumbs AND a capacity to sin, in balanced and wieldy amounts. Thatâs a fact about the creation of the universe
âŠâŠi canât tell if this is shitposting or talmudic midrash
Surprise itâs both
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You rarely see a âwendâ without a âway.â You can wend your way through a crowd or down a hill, but no one wends to bed or to school. However, there was a time when English speakers would wend to all kinds of places. âWendâ was just another word for âgoâ in Old English. The past tense of âwendâ was âwentâ and the past tense of âgoâ was âgaed.â People used both until the 1400s, when âgoâ became the preferred verb, except in the past tense where âwentâ hung on, leaving us with an outrageously irregular verb.
fun facts! Fossilized linguistic expressions are always neat/Â
Fun fact- People in Orkney still use words like âgaedâ and âthouâ. Mainly of a older generation (40 years plus)
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and when Persephone was in the underworld she ate just one bite of avocado toast and so, from thence forth, was cursed to never own a home