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We'll beg Homer and the other poets not to be harsh if we strike out these and all similar things. It's not that they are not poetic and sweet for the many to hear, but the more poetic they are, the less should they be heard by boys and men who must be free and accustomed to fearing slavery more than death

Revis tes rêves en éveil

stevebattle

TOPS TeleOPerator telepresence System (1988) by the Naval Ocean Systems Center (NOSC) Code 53, Sarcos Research Corporation, and the Center for Engineering Design at the University of Utah. The goal of this project was to create a highly dexterous tele-robotic system with the dexterity of humans. The end-effector could firmly grasp and operate conventional power tools.

"A dexterous 9-DOF force-reflective hand attached to a 7-DOF force-reflective arm was mounted on a 3-DOF torso. On top of the torso was a 3-DOF head equipped with a stereoscopic camera pair that provided a 70-degree field of view with full stereo overlap. The operator viewed the remote worksite in three dimensions through a high-resolution (1023-line) helmet-mounted display as shown in Figure 138b. The manipulator, arm, torso, and head were developed by Sarcos Research Corporation and the Center for Engineering Design at the University of Utah." – H.R. Everett, Pictorial History of the Code 717 Unmanned Systems Group: Air, Land, and Sea.

all the windows of my apartment are equipped for extended gazing sessions

mousidy

teleports you to silly world ...........

PERMANENTLY

der-unverantwortliche

Why this is silly world, nor am I out of it. Silly world hath no limits, nor is circumscribed in one self place; for where we are is silly world, and where silly world is, there must we ever be.

this one's forever in green

the past is now, young man

many people want to capture you and make you pathetic in a way that is pleasing to them, but you must evade their grasp

two neighbours spying on each other's bedroom windows, both imagining the other clueless

cieloestallorando

i'd honestly consider trying to get myself MAIDed if i ever failed a senility test or similar. i can't think of anything worse than being permanently subjected to the array of petty cruelties and condescensions that are reserved for the elderly, children, those with cognitive disabilities, etc.

children, at least, emerge from it. you will only ever sink deeper. you will have brief moments of clarity where everything around you seems intolerable and vile, and you will be encouraged to have a nap and sleep it off. they might even drug you. when you wake up, everything will still be vile, but you won't be able to articulate why. your loved ones, if extant, will avoid you. if at home, you will seem to have brought a curse into their midst, and if in an institution, whenever they visit they will encase you in a layer of shame and embarrassment that will prevent whatever communication was still possible. the rest of your time will be spent surrounded by other outcasts and your sullen, resentful caretakers.

the archaic torso of apollo, is that you? what was it you said to me, all those years ago?

no second childhood for me, thanks.

a series of follow-up questions that make you increasingly concerned about the initial piece of information you gave someone

man and his thimbles lol

im blogging for two

i love acts like posing an object precisely at its balance point on the edge of a shelf, then using just the fingers to apply the perfect amount of force needed to send it sliding to its place. makes me feel like a curler or something, i imagine monitoring a series of gauges labelled "finger actuation %"

i also like that it has an inherent tragic limit to it: one day i will be old and lose my coordination, there will be a crescendo of signals i will pretend not to notice indicating to me that it's time to stop curling in the kitchen

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