Im not autistic about cars or makes or models but I AM autistic about crumple points and field of vision and blindspots and conflict points. do you understand. urban design, anti car dependency/anti car centric infrastructure, and so cars themselves are part of that interest. because car design is urban design. cybertrucks SUCK as cars and also dont function well in infrastructure thats designed to care about people. there are good cars and vehicles that are designed good and fit well with good urban design
the funniest thing about new american trucks is that i was driving last week and saw someone with a dirt bike in the back and they had to have the tail gate propped open becuase the truck bed wasn’t long enough. the dirt bike was not that big. it was funny. you bought that car justifying to yourself that it’s a work horse, a ute. it doesn’t fit a 250cc bike brother
I have PERSONALLY had to move/haul heavy shit a lot and the vans with the short noses beat the hell out of the pickups, except for when you’re off-roading/in mud and in that case it’s a matter of low center of gravity + 4wd that really keeps you moving (which a lot of older trucks, being smaller & lower, do a HELL of a lot better.) I have had to GET OUT OF MY CAR and peer around these behemoth trucks parked on streets so that I can see enough to pull out of a driveway. Pedestrian deaths in the US are going UP, and as a person too short to be seen over the hood of one of these fucking things, they need to NOT be a “consumer ‘car’ of choice”.
Im not autistic about cars or makes or models but I AM autistic about crumple points and field of vision and blindspots and conflict points. do you understand. urban design, anti car dependency/anti car centric infrastructure, and so cars themselves are part of that interest. because car design is urban design. cybertrucks SUCK as cars and also dont function well in infrastructure thats designed to care about people. there are good cars and vehicles that are designed good and fit well with good urban design
the funniest thing about new american trucks is that i was driving last week and saw someone with a dirt bike in the back and they had to have the tail gate propped open becuase the truck bed wasn’t long enough. the dirt bike was not that big. it was funny. you bought that car justifying to yourself that it’s a work horse, a ute. it doesn’t fit a 250cc bike brother
I have PERSONALLY had to move/haul heavy shit a lot and the vans with the short noses beat the hell out of the pickups, except for when you’re off-roading/in mud and in that case it’s a matter of low center of gravity + 4wd that really keeps you moving (which a lot of older trucks, being smaller & lower, do a HELL of a lot better.) I have had to GET OUT OF MY CAR and peer around these behemoth trucks parked on streets so that I can see enough to pull out of a driveway. Pedestrian deaths in the US are going UP, and as a person too short to be seen over the hood of one of these fucking things, they need to NOT be a “consumer ‘car’ of choice”.
remember, these are the animals that still get hunted with weapons designed to make them stop coming toward you, more than they’re designed to actually kill them in one shot. General recommendations for load out include large caliber “backup guns” in case it gets too close after the first long gun shot doesn’t kill it.
Because boars are basically berserkers, and hurting them makes them want to hurt you back so bad that they would impale themselves on the spear you stabbed them with in order to reach you and murder you before they bleed out.
I once worked with a woman who went on a boar-hunting trip for her 40th birthday. her husband, carrying a large-caliber semi-automatic rifle because he’d done this before, drove one out of the tall Kansas prairie grass, but didn’t see where it went until he reached the clearing where his wife was standing, pointing her .357 magnum pistol at the beast as it charged her
she didn’t fire until she was certain of her shot (no time for a second shot when a creature that big is charging that fast and all you’re holding is a revolver)
her hubby only had time to shout and unsling his rifle before watching her fire directly into its brainpan from just 12 feet away. by the time it skidded angrily toward her, it was deceased - but barely, still biting at her feet
can’t say for sure (haven’t talked with her for years), but I’d be surprised if not!
to the person surprised her husband was the one to stop hunting with her: it’s not because he didn’t like her being the better hunter, it’s because he didn’t want to helplessly watch her cut it that close again
also relevant: when I knew her, she worked as an admin in my old academic department. for those who know how so many professors (or others who think themselves above “the help”) treat admins, you can imagine how this woman responded to the worst of them. “took no shit” is the short answer
unsurprisingly, she left that job a long time ago and became a full-time farmer, I believe
remember, these are the animals that still get hunted with weapons designed to make them stop coming toward you, more than they’re designed to actually kill them in one shot. General recommendations for load out include large caliber “backup guns” in case it gets too close after the first long gun shot doesn’t kill it.
Because boars are basically berserkers, and hurting them makes them want to hurt you back so bad that they would impale themselves on the spear you stabbed them with in order to reach you and murder you before they bleed out.
I once worked with a woman who went on a boar-hunting trip for her 40th birthday. her husband, carrying a large-caliber semi-automatic rifle because he’d done this before, drove one out of the tall Kansas prairie grass, but didn’t see where it went until he reached the clearing where his wife was standing, pointing her .357 magnum pistol at the beast as it charged her
she didn’t fire until she was certain of her shot (no time for a second shot when a creature that big is charging that fast and all you’re holding is a revolver)
her hubby only had time to shout and unsling his rifle before watching her fire directly into its brainpan from just 12 feet away. by the time it skidded angrily toward her, it was deceased - but barely, still biting at her feet
can’t say for sure (haven’t talked with her for years), but I’d be surprised if not!
to the person surprised her husband was the one to stop hunting with her: it’s not because he didn’t like her being the better hunter, it’s because he didn’t want to helplessly watch her cut it that close again
also relevant: when I knew her, she worked as an admin in my old academic department. for those who know how so many professors (or others who think themselves above “the help”) treat admins, you can imagine how this woman responded to the worst of them. “took no shit” is the short answer
unsurprisingly, she left that job a long time ago and became a full-time farmer, I believe
for some reason the "vibrant quill" artifact in en doesn't have flavor text but it apparently does in cn? going by the mtl, it's kakania's and it's used to record sessions and "stories that she could only share with her" :')
sometimes you see a fossil and you're like damn I would never even have noticed that. how did they learn so much from this thing? but sometimes you see one and youre like Thats Fish
So let's talk about the lyrics Isolde and Kakania were singing at the end of "Through the Glass"!
As the story described, Isolde was singing a part of the opera "Tristan und Isolde," specifically the part where Isolde is waiting for her rendezvous with Tristan.
In this part, Isolde ignores the calling of horns that signals the arrival of King Marke—the king she's supposed to marry—, insisting that it's just the rustling of the wind or the trickling of the stream, even though her maid tells her over and over that it IS the sound of the horns and the king is nearby.
In our Isolde case, I think we can interpret the call of horns as symbolizing the reality that Isolde doesn't hear—or rather, doesn't want to hear. Because "the calling of horns does not sound so sweet" compared to "the silence of the night" (the peaceful dream she doesn't want to wake up from), and the promise of meeting with "He who is waiting for me in the silence of the night," which—I think we can agree—is Kakania in her dream.
And unlike the "run away with me, Cavaradossi" scene, this time Kakania responded with her part!
Or at least... in the loose sense of it, because the part Kakania chose to sing skipped a lot of events ahead from Isolde's part, which is very interesting! Isolde's lines are from Act 2, while Kakania's are from Act 3: after the king catches Tristan and Isolde in the middle of their rendezveous, Tristan gets stabbed by his betraying friend, and he wakes up with a severe injury that will kill him very soon.
I think this might be intentional—to symbolize that Isolde is stuck in the past, in the happiest moments of her life, while Kakania is facing the reality of the present, in the aftermath of everything that has happened to them.
Unlike Isolde, who sang her part faithfully to the opera, Kakania took the full creative liberty of only singing a few lines from Tristan's part and straight up skipping the rest of it. Which is a bit disappointing at first (the time she actually played along with the opera act and she didn't even do it properly, smh), but this means that every single line she sang was deliberately chosen to convey what she wanted to say to Isolde!
I interpreted the first part of the lines as her expressing how lost she felt after the Storm washed away their era. She fully expected to get reversed by the Storm to atone for her sins, and now that she's left as the only survivor, she has no place nor people to return to. Her life, her purpose, the dream she worked on all her life, and the people she strived that dream for... all gone. She no longer knows where she's standing in the world and what lies ahead for her.
We can also interpret this as Kakania responding to Isolde, who was singing and waiting for Kakania as her "Tristan," saying that she can't meet her in fear of triggering Isolde's trauma and making her condition worse.
And the second part... is Kakania's resolve, that even if everything has changed, even if she's stranded with no era to return to, she will still stay on her path of striving to the betterment of the world, of trying to fix "the cracked mirror" no matter how fragile and broken it is. Back then, by fighting for the rights of arcanists and the other "outsiders" in Vienna, and now by doing all she can to help with the Storm.
...and this also means goodbye. Because Isolde chose to stay in the past, and Kakania, who took a different path, respected Isolde's wish and headed on alone into the future.
But goodbyes don't always last forever. And as Kakania said at the end of her story:
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