for real tho it feels exhausting that ive seen this whole "woman should be allowed to abstain from X beauty standard" -> "i perform X beauty standard, am i evil? do you think im evil? please forgive me i came up with a dozen excuses 🥺" since like 2015 (and i know its been going on longer than that) like girl thats not the poiiiiint
look me in the eyes. repeat after me. "i face societal pressure to perform this beauty standard. i should not face that pressure. i conform to this standard. i am rewarded for performing to this standard. i need to respect women who do not perform this standard. this is not about whether or not i am a sinner for wearing makeup."
For all its faults Tumblr has truly ruined all other social media for me because my friends all have Instagram and are all trying to get me on Instagram more but every time I open Instagram there are like fifteen things screaming for my attention and when I get over myself long enough to start scrolling it's like. Where is my chronological dash. Where is the following-only option. Who are these people. Why are there so many videos. Everyone is screaming at me. And then before I know it I'm thirty minutes into scrolling and I haven't seen a single thing that I actually care about. At least on Tumblr when I see stuff I don't care about I know someone I follow has found a new interest.
Drawing the M9 was easier, there were fewer composition challenges. This time I had to keep track of who can’t stand whom (Anders turned out to be the biggest problem heh). It was a lot of fun, though!
Vinyl records are circular because it's an efficient use of space: the grooves that encode the music are laid out in a spiral on the disc, so that the needle only has to move as far as the disc's radius to read the entire thing. Before this clever idea was thought of, the grooves were instead laid out in a straight line, and every LP was a narrow rectangle more than a thousand feet long. To flip an album to side b at least two people were needed, one at each end, coordinating via shouted instructions.
remember when websites were written on purpose, and not generated by autocomplete in the instant you run the web search? anyway, unrelated, this webpage purporting to relay expert knowledge on which plants are safe for my snake's tank just told me I would know if he was biting them and getting irritated because he would start pawing at his mouth.
As someone who dabbles in philosophy of language, the part that kills me about the emojis are heiroglyphs discussion is that heiroglyphs are language and emojis aren't. Because heiroglyphs were/are used for language and emojis aren't. People seem to be coming in with the assumption that heiroglyphs have meaning because they're images that depict things. And, not to impute things to people, but it pairs really well with the assumption that heiroglyphs are somehow "inferior" or unsophisticated compared to the alphabetic orthographic system we have now.
But that's not how any of this works. Heiroglyphs have meaning because people used them for language, the fact that they sometimes are images is accidental. Imagine, for instance, a picture of bread with vertically-facing wavy lines above it. That could mean anything. It could mean "hot bread" or "rotten bread" or maybe it has nothing to do with bread. Maybe I've established with friends that when I text that picture of bread to them, I'm saying that eating fresh bread. Maybe I've established with other friends that when I text that picture of bread to them, I'm saying that I have a stomach bug. Then the meaning of that picture of bread is "I have a stomach bug". Signs have no meaning apart from their use. A picture of bread doesn't mean anything unless it's being used to mean something.
Heiroglyphs have meaning in the same exact way that modern alphabetic orthographic written scripts do - people used them to mean things in the same way we use written words to mean things now. Emojis aren't used by people to communicate certain propositions, ergo they're not language, ergo they're not heiroglyphs. There's no organized system of meaning people follow to impute meaning to strings of emojis. Because people aren't using them that way. As soon as people start using emojis as language, then they'll be heiroglyphs. As soon as people start using strings of solely emojis to communicate propositions, then they'll be heiroglyphs. But not until then. No string of emojis, no matter how long, will have meaning - until people are using them to communicate.
"👁️⌛🌡️🛀🏼🌛" could mean fucking anything, much in the same way the string of words "I ate lunch last week" could mean fucking anything. The reason the latter has meaning is because it's embedded within a system of human activity wherein it communicates the proposition [I ate lunch last week], but given a different system of human activity it could just as well communicate the proposition [the weather's nice today]. Until emojis are incorporated into a system of human activity to communicate propositions, no string of emojis will mean anything ever.
Let's make it very simple! (and I do mean simple, we're not going for 'well technically' here)
Hieroglyphs are a script and that script is used to write three different stages of the Egyptian language: Old, Middle, and Late Egyptian.
Hieroglyphs are referred to as 'logoconsonantal' which are 'logograms with consonant sounds attached to them' or 'pictures that reference spoken sounds'.
This is very similar to how we understand the Latin alphabet in so much as the letters have sounds attached to them and putting those letters with sounds together forms words.
The Egyptians formed words in their language using the Hieroglyphic script by putting together signs with the sounds needed to form the word. The word 'cat' in Egyptian is 'mjw' (pronounced onomatopoeically as mew) and is formed of 4 signs: 𓅓𓇋𓅱𓃠
The owl sign sounds as 'm', the reed leaf sounds as 'j', the quail chick sounds as 'w', and the cat is there as a determinative or 'marker' to make sure you're not reading it as any other word that is spelled 'mjw' (like 'metal instrument' (has an instrument determinative) or 'grief' (has a wailing woman determinative)).
Just as A, B, and C have set sounds, Hieroglyphs have set sounds, and that's how they spell words. It's really that simple. It's exactly how we do it, just with pictures representing sounds rather than letters.
No. They wouldn’t be. This is because emoji have no set meaning. Sure, they depict certain things but their meaning can change depending on the person using them and the culture they come from. For instance, you have used several emoji here for which I either do not understand the connection to the word or could interpret entirely different, which defeats the purpose of a determinative.
A determinative functions as a categorisation tool. It is there to tell the reader, most of whom couldn’t read, what type of word they were dealing with. Every word in Egypt bar things like particles, articles, and prepositions etc have determinatives. They do not just mark homonyms. Birds get marked with birds determinatives (sometimes the actual bird if there’s a hieroglyph for it) but a bat🦇 also falls into the bird category for determinatives because it is a flying creature. Crocodile 🐊 uses a determinative of a crocodile but so does the word aggressive 🐊 and so does the word king 🐊 because aggressive is borrowing from the crocodile’s nature and a crocodile is one of the symbols of kingship in Ancient Egypt.
IP symbols are closer but that still feels like trying to cram a concept in where it shouldn’t be. Determinatives show the category and meaning of a word and while IP symbols show that the word has been claimed by a corporation, it is usually obvious from surrounding context what word is being used.
Emojis don’t just belong to one language like the determinative does in Old/Middle/Late Egyptian. They serve almost every language on this planet and have cross cultural differences. Saying “okay👌” in the anglosphere is fine but using that in Brazil or some parts of the Middle East will get you in trouble because 👌 is considered extremely rude.
Determinatives are more like seeing “toilet 🚻 🚾” in so much as they are present to categorise the word for those who can read the word ‘toilet’ (signs are just extra info confirming it) or those who cannot understand/read ‘toilet’ and therefore 🚻 🚾 are telling them what the word cannot.
I've been meaning to make a post talking about my stroke because y'all got bits and pieces of the recovery but I never actually told the story of HOW it went down and the thing is the type of stroke I had is usually the type young people have and since having mine i've now heard multiple stories of people under 40 having very similar strokes and the scary thing is, is that they didn't get help right away. Because you're young and healthy and sure you feel weird but it'll pass right? but it doesn't, and it gets worse, and by the time you get to the hospital (some people literally take days to go) the deficits are worse and recovery is harder.
so here's a super long post about strokes in general, and mine in particular/what I went through.
So for strokes the signs are abbreviated BE FAST. Balance loss, Eyesight changes, Face drooping, Arm weakness, Speech difficulty, -> Time to call 911.
Had I known those MAYBE I would have figured it out but my symptoms were a little mixed. I was reading (fanfic!) in bed because it was a sunday morning and i had nothing pressing to do and suddenly got dizzy. I put my laptop aside because my eyes were blurring (Eyesight changes - symptom #1), and laid down, thinking it would pass, it didn't, it's a little vague how it progressed because I'd been having headaches and neckpain for about 3 weeks leading up to it so I was like 'idk is this a migraine?' (headaches can be a stroke symptom so symptom #2) but i got nauseous and eventually got up and to my utmost surprise I immediately fell over as if I was the drunkest of frat bros. The room literally spun before my eyes as I fell to the floor (Balance loss - symptom #3). I have had some Nights and I had never been that unsteady before. I crawled my way to the bathroom, threw up (nausea - not a common stroke symptom) , took 800mg of ibuprofen, and crawled back to bed.
if you know anything about ibuprofen you might know it's a mild blood thinner and that's a high dose. I may have inadvertently helped myself with that one. I was just feeling like shit and thinking 'idk this might help'
At this point I still thought we were still in Normal Land. Sure, it was a weird morning, but Surely There Was A Reason. (Yes There Was) Anyway, as I'm lying there willing my body to stop suffering I realize my arm is going numb (stroke symptom #4) and I switch positions, because weird, but it doesn't go away, and I gave it a good little while. I'm on a medication that can make my limbs tingle but it usually just does it to my fingers and it dissipates quickly but this wasn't dissipating, and then I realized one of my legs was also going numb. Then one side of my face is going numb.
(at the time I did not look in the mirror but I had a drooping eyelid - symptom #5)
Those all seem bad. I grab my computer and google 'when to go to the hospital for dizzyness' as that felt like the worst of my problems. and indeed the list I found highlighted that if you are also experiencing loss of balance, blurred vision, nausea, and limb numbness, you should see a doctor. That seems like far too many symptoms to be having all to be listed. I grab my phone (thankfully plugged in and by my bed), and start layering on more clothing because it's about 10 degrees out and i'm in a pajama dress. The very nice man at 911 talks with me and sends an ambulance, I tell him I don't think I can get out the front door of my building on my own and he asks if I can get to MY apartment door to which I say yes and he assures me that's fine they will have keys to my building.
(I have been since informed they love to chop down doors but no, I could get that far)
I wait by my door laying down on the ground and they arrive pretty quickly. They see to me in the hallway, which is more of a lobby in my building and the only place with room for me to lie down (I cannot stand unassisted at this point) they ask me a bunch of questions, take vitals, and ask me where I would like to be taken. Me, having never had to go to the fucking hospital in an emergency before, simply go 'wherever is close' because I again, I am having a stroke and do not have the wherewithal to think through these things.
A big firefighter helps me down the stairs (it's only a half flight and I still almost did not make it) and we get underway.
At the hospital they wheel me into triage and I mostly lie there gratefully and answer some questions and respond to some tests (grip strength, following a pen with my eyes, that sort of thing) and then I hear what is great when you've been at urgent care for two hours but what is Very Bad when you just arrived in an ambulance and that's 'She's next'. I jumped the line for a CT scan and an MRI. I was there less than ten minutes before I was actively being scanned. honestly closer to five.
my active symptoms seem to have been worse than some of the stories I've heard, not being able to walk AT ALL in particular, although some other are pretty equal (Footless Jo on youtube had a stroke around the same time I did of the same type and has discussed hers, she delayed going in despite the severity for a variety of reasons and it sounds like her recovery has been difficult) My recovery was pretty easy because i was actively being cared for and on blood thinners right away. I was pretty out of it in the beginning, but I was only in the hospital for 6 days and then in a rehab for another 4 to relearn how to walk and balance, then i was released unto the world and just spent time going to physical therapy and recovering for awhile. I was out of work for about 8 weeks total. I basically had the best outcome for a stroke. I recovered almost fully back to 100% (I'm about 2% less sure footed than I used to be, but it's rarely noticeable), my face still feels a little weird but has markedly improved so I live in hope it will eventually get back to normal. It massively sucked. But strokes can fuck you up for life and I came out a weird medical story to tell and have to take some extra medication now/precautions to take (i cannot do certain types of yoga, no weightlifting, no push ups, no going on rollercoasters.... things that could strain my neck essentially) but overall I escaped very lucky.