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"In case of consumption look for these for a cure." Household discoveries. 1913.
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A Beauty from Kerala, Southern India: The Courtesan
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The way all the 2020s have done so far have been making me categorically against every new generation of tech that comes out is insane. Like I'm from a technological boom generation, saw the first portable phones, nokias & blackberries & flipphones etc, and the first smartphones, and the first ipods & ipads & tablets in general while still having cassettes & DVD & MP3 players around so I know how all of it work, I had computer classes in high school, I did the transition between home desktop computers to laptops and back to gaming computers. But then they started to put internet in your printer & microwave, everything has ads & AI now and every update is worst than the last. I literally loved technology and they ruined it
Something that solarpunk / ecopunk / terrapunk / solar gothic / indigenous futurisms / afrofurturism does that fucking love is being able to imagine a framing for open source community tinkering that solves problems in ways that are protected from exploitation.
I was subscribed to Robot magazine as a kid, the trade periodical for adults, because prosthetics fascinated me. We are a species that fundamentally wants to help the people, and we'll tinker up cool stuff with and for them to do it! And everybody uses body modifying technology; eyeglasses are the go to example, but sunglasses, gloves, footgear, blankets, swimming goggles, flippers, camping chairs. We all have physical limitations we seek to transcend, and for some people that's walking, and others it's feeling chilly.
But I got fed up with DARPA buying/bullying/eminent domaining cool shit and locking it away for 15+ years. I'm tired of MBAs coming in and harnessing the techies, tinkers, and geeks like we're a fucking power source. I went to school to be an electron microscopist; a jogger safety sonic device we tinkered on became the LRAD. Personal helicopters, robot dogs, brain chips that help the blind see and the paraplegic move their exoskeleton, robots that are learning to speak, and to even understand a larger *fraction* of what they're saying, self driving electric cars, flying hoverbots, household android friends, virtual reality, lab-grown cuisine, a planetary artificial hivemind, computer glasses... THEY ALL SHOULD HAVE BEEN SO COOL. And instead they're fodder for one of my other blogs, @near-future-cyberpunk-paranoia
With all of this human endeavor, we could have been closer to Eutopia. Not U-topia, Greek for No-place, but Eu-topia. A good place. A fine place. A place where we're kinda okay.
We get to be angry about that. The perversion of the promethean spirit, the tinker geeks shoved into the locker of the psychopathic tech industry and its funding, the government/military contract. We should do something about it.
And some people do! Right to repair, FOSS, open source, hacklabs, maker spaces... Integrating that tinkering with an equal footing and dignity for ancestral technologies - I hold that every engineering major should spend a year in a history of science and industry focusing on the premodern era to stop wasting time starting from scratch rather than refining - and you have something special.
And sometimes we call that thing solarpunk.
In the club
I think I’m literally never gonna be sick of this masterpiece. I think watching it on a loop for eight hours could fix me. Dancing’s what clears my soul. Dancing’s what makes me whole.
I just love that this very video is an accumulation of thousands of years worth of art made by people who have never met each other. The concept of this video was so completely unfathomable to every single artist who made the sculptures and yet they’ve all put something toward the creation of it.
Maybe lean out
religion is so fucking funny the world is just too beautiful there must be a higher entity behind all this. lets oppress women
Why am I in this body in this personhood in this city in this place in this country in this world in this lifetime, you know? What happened in the universe that lead my soul here
I like people who seem slightly out of place in reality.
I know this is going to make me sound pretensions but I have to get it off my chest. I feel an unimaginable rage when someone posts a photo and is like "this picture looks like a renaissance painting lol" when the photo clearly has the lighting, colors and composition of a baroque or romantic painting. There are differences in these styles and those differences are important and labeling every "classical" looking painting as renaissance is annoying and upsetting to me. And anytime I come across one of those posts I have to put down my phone and go take a walk because they make me so mad
In case you're curious here's what I mean.
Renaissance(distinct lines, stability and the individual man):
Baroque (bold, chaotic, dramatic):
Romantic(romanticize the simple hard working life):
Do you see the difference?
this post has re-wired my brain in the best way
Dancing Maenads, Roman, 1st century CE
ever since i was a little girl i knew i won’t be participating
“…she wears forbidden personas, indulges aspects of her sexual nature such as the maenadic and ecstatic consort of beasts and demons,”
– Peter Grey, Alkistis Dimech, Raw Power: Babalon, Witchcraft, and Female Sexuality
big pharma will try to sell u $20 cold medicine like spicy ramen doesnt cost like a dollar a pack and orgasms are free
damn british people cant cum..... this is so sad.......
big chemist will try to sell you £20 paracetamol like beans dont cost like a quid a can and havin a wank costs fock all