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Brockengespenst

[maxinelund]

the job interview went as expected; I got a rejection email an hour later, five minutes after the timeframe for all interviews ended. not only is this a new record, it is the end of my academic career. it's clear that I'm too weird to ever pass an interview, so at this point the only way I'll ever get a job, any job, is nepotism. as if switching careers during a recession wasn't already hard enough.

[ollyhoo]

Villa Nottebohm

[dollypartonswig]

Bob Radlinski

[sommerlanding]

[going2hell4everythingbutbeingbi]

I just need a beautiful woman to tell me that my bizarre imitation of human social skills is alluring and sexy

[maxinelund]

job interview prep mood

[elexecution]

there are too many things happening this summer that i'm thinking we are going to need an extra 6-12 months of june and possibly another 3-4 months of july. probably no extra august as the problem should hopefully sort itself out by then. we are also looking into extending the day night cycle to 55 hours and extending the human lifespan to 10000 years.

[pitchburgh]

saw someone trying to roast this guy on reddit but all the comments were just like "fuck off, that's based"

nature is healing

[augustdementhe]

FUCK YEAH.

[shihlun]

Cecil F. S. Newman

- Straßenszene Berlin

1945

[expressions-of-nature]

by Spenser Sembrat

[ps1]

Mt. Aso, Kumamoto, Japan 熊本県の阿蘇山, Anthony Coronado

[kleinefreiheiten]

07.2016 Hamburg

[maxinelund]

should I bring up in therapy that another autistic person clocked me as autistic, or should I let it slide again, just because I do have the trauma and the symptoms that qualified me for my BPD diagnosis ages ago

[ismenes]

When my son was about to turn two, strangers would offer condolences. There’s a collective cultural dread of toddlers, who get described more like animals than people. Kids in their "terrible twos," I was warned, are illogical, unregulated, and feral. "Good luck," people would say. "He'll grow out of it."

I'm lucky: My son is a very easygoing kid. But I remember the first tantrum he threw for me. He was standing by our front door and asked to go outside. So I opened the door and grabbed his shoes. But as soon as he stepped onto the porch, he pointed back into the house.

"Inside," he said.

"Okay," I said. I picked him up and brought him inside.

But as soon as I shut the front door, he pointed outside.

"Outside!" he said.

You know where this is going. We went back and forth, inside and outside, again and again. He got more frustrated. And I got more frustrated. Eventually he wound up straddling the threshold of our house, sobbing. When I tried to comfort him, he screamed at me. "You go wherever you want!" I said. He just got madder. I felt trapped, convinced he’d concocted the whole episode as a pretext to unleash his rage at me. It was ridiculous. I consoled myself with the thought that he was just being a toddler.

But later I kept thinking about him wailing at our front door, one foot inside, one foot outside. His misery wasn't unreasonable, or trivial, or silly. My son was experiencing the agony of wanting two things that were impossible to have at the same time. What a fundamentally human sorrow! My son wasn't being a toddler; he was being a person. Adults may not walk around howling, but that same pain rages within us. In that moment, as a father, I was powerless to solve my son's problem. I told him he could go wherever he wanted, but of course I was wrong. To be where he wanted was impossible.

Make Believe: On Telling Stories to Children by Mac Barnett

[lizardsfromspace]

Look, you have to accept that the assorted singularity cults proliferating in Silicon Valley are not religions. It couldn't be clearer: religions believe we live in a universe created by all-powerful gods. They believe we live in a simulation created by an all-powerful computer. Very cool and very rational

[gulyas069]

me and the boys pumping up our h-indices

[gulyas069]

this isn't even a joke or exaggeration

[maxinelund]

who could have possibly foreseen that the "publish or perish" work culture would lead to shit like this

[vintageeveryday]

In the final weeks of World War II, as Allied forces advanced deep into Germany, the SS frantically evacuated concentration camps to hide evidence of their atrocities. Between April 6 and 10, 1945, three trains carrying roughly 2,500 Jewish prisoners each were sent away from the Bergen-Belsen concentration camp. Their intended destination was the Theresienstadt ghetto in occupied Czechoslovakia.

Many passengers on this specific train belonged to Bergen-Belsen’s “exchange” section. They were prisoners holding foreign papers or citizenship with neutral countries, kept alive by the SS as potential bargaining chips for German prisoners of war. Because of this status, they wore civilian clothes rather than striped camp uniforms.

After a grueling six-day journey with little food, water, or sanitation, the train became trapped between advancing front lines near Magdeburg. Fearing the approaching American military, the Nazi SS guards abandoned the train and fled into the night.

On Friday, April 13, 1945, a scouting mission consisting of two American tanks from the 743rd Tank Battalion and troops from the 30th Infantry Division encountered the stalled train.

The photograph, taken by US Army photographer Major Clarence L. Benjamin, captures the raw, overwhelming rush of emotions as the prisoners realized they were finally safe. In the foreground, a 35-year-old Jewish mother from Makó, Hungary, clutches the hand of her 5-year-old daughter. Her face portrays a powerful, complex mixture of relief, joy, and the lingering trauma of what they had endured. Behind them, other survivors stream up the embankment away from the train cars, smiling and weeping as they run toward their liberators.

For decades, the photograph remained a famous but anonymous symbol of Holocaust liberation. It wasn’t until 2017 that researchers and journalists from Haaretz officially confirmed the identities of the mother and daughter. The little girl survived the war, returned to Hungary, and was tracked down as an elderly woman still living there.

[redstonedust]

the problem with movie remakes is that they always remake something that was already good, meaning at worst you ruin it and at best your remake is largely redundant. to make a truly good remake you need to start with source material that is absolute dogwater. ignore the pull of nostalgia. redeem the sins of moviemaking past.