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this was pure delight in new ways at every level
lily-livered apparently means cowardly and just comes from the color of lilys being pale and this not courageous.
lily-livered - Wiktionary
The Stakhanovite movement (стаха́новское движе́ние) was a mass cultural movement of workers which originated in the Soviet Union, and encouraged socialist emulation and rationalization of workplace processes. The Stakhanovites (стаха́новцы) modeled themselves after Alexei Stakhanov and took pride in their ability to produce more than was required by working harder and more efficiently, thus contributing to the common good and strengthening the socialist state. The movement began in the coal industry but later spread to many other industries in the Soviet Union. Initially popular, it eventually encountered resistance as the increased productivity led to increased demands on workers.
Stakhanovite movement - Wikipedia
He told me that AI right now is like having a little assistant to boss around and make you some stuff so you can say, 'Most of this is garbage, but I can use this part, and you’ve given me something to work with or against.'
Austin Kleon, AI as intern
For a kid watching TV in the 1980s and ’90s, seeing grown-ups get weird meant that adulthood might not have to be a drag.
The dramatic removal of eyeglasses is a cinematic cliché. On Streep, it’s a revelation.
An excerpt from 90-year old William Shatner’s new book, “Boldly Go: Reflections on a Life of Awe and Wonder.” The “Star Trek” actor reflects on his voyage into space on Jeff Bezos’ Blue Origin space shuttle on Oct. 13, 2021.
I love the mystery of the universe. I love all the questions that have come to us over thousands of years of exploration and hypotheses. Stars exploding years ago, their light traveling to us years later; black holes absorbing energy; satellites showing us entire galaxies in areas thought to be devoid of matter entirely… all of that has thrilled me for years… but when I looked in the opposite direction, into space, there was no mystery, no majestic awe to behold . . . all I saw was death.
I saw a cold, dark, black emptiness. It was unlike any blackness you can see or feel on Earth. It was deep, enveloping, all-encompassing. I turned back toward the light of home. I could see the curvature of Earth, the beige of the desert, the white of the clouds and the blue of the sky. It was life. Nurturing, sustaining, life. Mother Earth. Gaia. And I was leaving her.
Everything I had thought was wrong. Everything I had expected to see was wrong.
I had thought that going into space would be the ultimate catharsis of that connection I had been looking for between all living things—that being up there would be the next beautiful step to understanding the harmony of the universe. In the film “Contact,” when Jodie Foster’s character goes to space and looks out into the heavens, she lets out an astonished whisper, “They should’ve sent a poet.” I had a different experience, because I discovered that the beauty isn’t out there, it’s down here, with all of us. Leaving that behind made my connection to our tiny planet even more profound.
It was among the strongest feelings of grief I have ever encountered. The contrast between the vicious coldness of space and the warm nurturing of Earth below filled me with overwhelming sadness. Every day, we are confronted with the knowledge of further destruction of Earth at our hands: the extinction of animal species, of flora and fauna . . . things that took five billion years to evolve, and suddenly we will never see them again because of the interference of mankind. It filled me with dread. My trip to space was supposed to be a celebration; instead, it felt like a funeral.
I learned later that I was not alone in this feeling. It is called the “Overview Effect” and is not uncommon among astronauts, including Yuri Gagarin, Michael Collins, Sally Ride, and many others. Essentially, when someone travels to space and views Earth from orbit, a sense of the planet’s fragility takes hold in an ineffable, instinctive manner. Author Frank White first coined the term in 1987: “There are no borders or boundaries on our planet except those that we create in our minds or through human behaviors. All the ideas and concepts that divide us when we are on the surface begin to fade from orbit and the moon. The result is a shift in worldview, and in identity.”
It can change the way we look at the planet but also other things like countries, ethnicities, religions; it can prompt an instant reevaluation of our shared harmony and a shift in focus to all the wonderful things we have in common instead of what makes us different. It reinforced tenfold my own view on the power of our beautiful, mysterious collective human entanglement, and eventually, it returned a feeling of hope to my heart. In this insignificance we share, we have one gift that other species perhaps do not: we are aware—not only of our insignificance, but the grandeur around us that makes us insignificant. That allows us perhaps a chance to rededicate ourselves to our planet, to each other, to life and love all around us. If we seize that chance.
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“In O'Connor's fictional world God seems to us to spend his grace on the unlikeliest of people. Often they do not appear to deserve His blessing; almost as often they appear to learn nothing from it (or, if they do, we are not told about it). Nor is grace dramatized as a dazzling joy, a sweep of awareness. Rather, it can come in an act of random violence, a forceful accident, a blinding pain. It can be unexpected, intrusive, unwanted, ignored, baffling, misidentified, forgotten. It can bring suffering, wretchedness, even annihilation.”
Kinney, “Flannery O’Connor and the Fiction of Grace”, 71-72.
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This dance from just after 22 minutes is super happy.
Andrew Bird at ACL
"The Psychiatrist Is In" by God Help the Girl from the film by the same name.
"Kurt Vonnegut called me his best friend— in print. You know why? Because we had a lot of fun together and I never asked him for a thing."
“A lot of people in the tattooing world act like they are rock stars. You know how you go to see your favorite band and you are all psyched up. Then you get to meet the guy, and he’s a total dick. I’ve met some awesome tattoo artists and I was like, ‘Dude, you’re one of my idols!’ And they just looked at me and then walked away. I’ve realized that in music and art in general, there are either really down-to-earth people, or really condescending and negative people who have a God complex.”
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“This tattoo holds a much more religious meaning than one of defiance; it’s my mother’s baptismal name. Our entire family is catholic, and my uncle is a priest. I hold them in high esteem.” “What did your uncle who is a priest or your parents say when they saw your tattoo?” “They still haven’t seen it. For five years they haven’t seen it. In the summertime I even wore long sleeve shirts. I don’t have the guts to tell them yet.”
“이 문신은 반항보다는 종교적인 의미를 많이 담았어요. 저희 어머니의 세례명도 나오고요. 저희 가족이 모두 카톨릭 신자거든요. 큰아버님은 신부님이고요. 그 분들에 대한 존경을 담아내려고 했었어요.” “신부님이신 큰아버님이나 부모님은 이 문신을 보고 뭐라고 하셨어요?” “아직 못 보셨죠. 5년 동안 못 보셨어요. 여름에도 계속 긴 팔을 입었거든요. 아직 용기가 안 나더라고요.”