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I’ve been drawing a lot of SheRa lately, this isn’t finished but I like the colors
I am so charmed by how tumblr-esque dorothy l sayers' way of expressing her fondness for her hero is. she truly was spinning that guy around in an anachronistic microwave and chewing on him and beating him with hammers and biting him biting him biting him and so on with the greatest affection imaginable fr fr. she may have been vastly more articulate and educated than I'll ever dream of being and I respect her writing skill immensely, but blorbo brain recognizes blorbo brain across the ages too. she literally starts out at 'he's like a little worm ❤️in a top hat :)' and only keeps going from there and it's glorious. tell me that descriptions like 'he looked, with his long, narrow face, like a melancholy adjutant stork', 'true, he is all nerves and nose --' and 'he was a colourless shrimp of a child' are not in the same literary tradition as, if removed in time from, the modern tumblr idiom for blorbo appreciation. you can't. I'm right about it. anyone can give their hero hard grey eyes and ptsd but it takes tumblrina instincts to also repeatedly liken him to a bewildered heron
#they never stood a chance
+bonus
You're right but don't say it like that
The moon! Did you know the phases appear different depending on where you’re viewing it from?
A German regional court has ruled that Google is directly liable for the content of its AI search overviews. According to the court, previou
Let’s fucking go
This is HUGE.
1. The court holds Google responsible for statements made by its AI, considering them Google's statements (search engines have limited liability for results in their engine as they're the words of other sites/companies/people), meaning when their AI lies/hallucinates they're liable for the defamation/harm resulting from those statements.
2. Google's defense that customers are generally aware of the lack of reliability and are responsible for fact checking was dismissed. As the court pointed out, that would "significantly diminish" AI Search's stated purpose and it can't be distinguished from Google's business practices/statements as a search tool.
3. Studies have found about 91% of Google's everyday AI responses are accurate, leaving millions of searches per HOUR with potential liability for falsehoods. 56% of correct responses weren't supported by the sources the AI listed. Both of which mean Google is now liable for a LOT more AI "errors."
4. Google was held liable for 80% of court costs in this case and this precedent is expected to reverberate around the world. This is a massive shift from the 3rd-party search provider role Google has previously played and it comes right as they've tied ALL searches to their AI search.
TL;DR Google reeeeeally stepped in it this time.
5. If the words are Google's, this solidifies the position of universities who demand that all answers from AI are fully cited. If all the in-line citations now have to be (Google, 2026), that's going to make it obvious when someone's trying to use Google as a source. There's still the difficulty with people who are academically dishonest by trying to pass off the AI writing as their own. 6. 91% accuracy is officially too low to use as a source of references, which means the AI can't be used as a source of references either. This makes it less legitimate for such purposes than Wikipedia of all places (Wikipedia might need date/time proof of when it was accessed for the reference to be valid, but at least it is possible to prove the link existed at a particular date and time). 7. This will help encourage the rollout of courses on how to avoid AI search for students who need academic accuracy, because it's statistically not good enough to use. 8. This strengthens the case intellectual property authors have against Google in the EU, as this is proof that an intellectual property transfer took place.
Love a character who is neither trustworthy nor untrustworthy but another secret third thing.
Guy who can be relied upon to make the right choice 98% of the time but God that 2% is a fucking doozy.
slow mornings ☀️
(btw! im trying to get a vgen code, so likes and comments are very much appreciated :3 my vgen is https://vgen.co/maefaeve)
you’re all i ever wanted
maybe this is not my place to say because I am monolingual, and I'm sure it's part of a larger, more nuanced discussion about visibility and accessibility on the internet, but I think it'd be cool if people posted in their native languages more instead of in english. I see people do it way more on other platforms than on tumblr which is almost exclusively in english
El problema es, como bien has dicho, la accesibilidad y la visibilidad.
Tumblr en concreto es muy anglocentrista y un gran número de los usuarios no habla más que inglés. Si quieres que tus cosas lleguen a gente con gustos u opiniones similares, escribirlo en inglés asegura que la gente por lo menos lo pueda leer. Suma a esto el hecho de que bastantes series y tal son originalmente de habla inglesa (y a veces ni se traducen a tu lengua madre), lo que crea un fandom principalmente angloparlante.
Más allá de eso, también hay que tener en cuenta las diferencias culturales que surgen entre fandoms de distintos idiomas. Por ejemplo, durante mucho tiempo el fandom de Vocaloid angloparlante y el hispanohablante han chocado con respecto a temas como la piratería. En ocasiones es complicado manejar estas expectativas, y si sabes varios idiomas, peor incluso.
A mí me gustaría subir cositas en español y encontrar a gente que comparta mis gustos, pero en Tumblr en concreto es casi imposible. Tumblr ya es de por sí mucho más «nicho» en espacios hispanohablantes que otras RRSS como TikTok o Instagram, y si tus intereses no son muy populares, despídete.
La lingüística de los espacios de fans también está hipercentrada en el inglés. No es una pareja, es un ship; no es un universo alternativo, es un AU; no es destripar, es hacer spoiler, etc. Incluso las siglas: en español es LGTB, pero lo que sueles ver es LGBT. Parece una tontería, pero esta disonancia cognitiva hace que resulte muchísimo más complicado hablar en tu propio idioma en un fandom. Por no hablar de las innumerables referencias a posts o a memes... en inglés todo, por supuesto. Como te atrevas a hacer cualquier referencia cultural no inglesa, no te entiende nadie. Pierde la gracia.
Casi todo esto se puede achacar al imperialismo cultural estadounidense. El inglés es útil para comunicarse con gente de todo el mundo, pero su omnipresencia sirve de barrera para todos los demás idiomas. Quizás habría que reflexionar un poco sobre por qué coño el resto del mundo tiene que tragarse años de clases de inglés para hablar del juego que le gusta en una red social mientras muchos angloparlantes no se dignan ni a meter un texto en un traductor automático y prefieren pasar de largo.
Huh.
Been thinking a lot about memories and how I process them.
Assumption of normal experience and being a normal human, having a thing occur to one's mind or body, and just trundling along with it, because you're a normal human, just normal humaning, is a bitch.
Neural pruning differences is also a bitch. I'm learning that not everybody has memories going back to less than six months old, and most peoples memories of important events and times and things in their life don't also come tagged with readouts on experience of weight, pressure, smell, texture, sound and similar metadata with that memory that give a lot more hooks for sudden intense recall of specific events and things in one's life.
Thinking about early childhood memory and so forth again - Among my friends, most I talk to seldom have any detailed memories before age 3 or 4, some before age 5 or 6. Some don't really remember much before age 10-12.
I definitely remember being in my mum's fabric back carrier she used, one of the square chinese style ones with 4 straps, how her jersey felt and smelt against my cheek, the texture of the corduroy back carrier against my thighs, and being too small to reliably lift or move my head to change the feelings and textures I'm experiencing, and not being able to see more than a few feet, so I'm probably only two or three months old.
Earliest memory, which was also a returning nightmare until early teens, is entirely pressure/temperature/texture/falling.
Pretty sure it's a birth memory: I'm somewhere dark, warm, confining, comfortable, then there is terror, intense, overwhelming pressure, followed by massive, Baroquely intricate texture and then I'm falling. This is both a memory, and it returned as a nightmare I'd experience from my earliest childhood (which again seems to be that I have memories from my first year of life) right up to my early teens, and I still remember this memory very well. It's older than anything else I remember, and the later memories have visual component with objects I recognise, and qualia that tell me I'm in and around what I later know to be our family house, and feedback on body position, control, or clothing that means I'm somewhere between 2-3 or 6-12 months old.
There's more like this that's non specific to time, but is definitely in the first year of life: The feeling of being swung up into that back carrier, for example. Memories from the first year or so, can't place within that year, but they're texture or smell or motion that when repeated causes intense emotion, often pleasant, but also sad or disabling because it's so important. For everything from that first year, right into my present time, a smell or taste or or other input that matches these fragments can punch me back into a memory from my childhood so strong, that even though it may be a happy memory (but some of them are also not, and also very traumatic, I got badly injured a lot and punished a fair bit) that I'll suddenly break down and cry at the intensity.
It also means that all these things could have been just _last_week_ they're so intense.
Hmm.
None of this was in the user manual or appendices.
What do you mean you don't remember not being able to hold your head up or control your arms and move away from the texture that's too strong or too sharp, or conversely, not be able to burrow more closely and comfortably into it?
There's a dividing point memory of being held in my mothers arms, I think, and watching huge lumps of snow being pushed off the roof, which is probably the big snowfall of 1973, when I was exactly a year old, when a metre of snow threatened to collapse the relatively low angle roof of our house. That would have been at the front door in it's old configuration, and there's a photograph of that taken shortly after, showing the drifted snow that Dad swept off the roof:
I don't remember this photo being taken. But I'm pretty sure I remember the hole in the house from the window missing there to the right as Dad was rebuilding that room. I remember the cold air coming through it. That's me there being held by mum.
Here's one for the numerologists and significant date people out there - I was born at around dawn or just before, mum specifically noted that she could still see the dark sky and the stars out the window. The day that I was born was exactly, to almost the hour and minute, 57 years after the whistle blew for the dawn attack on Hill 60 at Gallipoli, same date, same time, just years apart, when my grandfather and his regiment were detailed to assault and take the machinegun position that controlled the ground there. He was shot by that gun in the opening dawn assault that day. This is the gun that shot him, later captured during the continuing assault, by the Harper Brothers from the machinegun section of his regiment:
It's now in Te Papa, I've stood and looked at it. My father has held it. To my knowledge grandad never mentioned that my birthday was the day he almost died and saw so many of his comrades die.
The world is a very strange, intense, beautiful, horrible place.
Anyone else got this really, really early memory thing? I mean memories not just from two or three years old, but memories from when you were _definitely_ a baby, when you couldn't reliably move, control your head, etc.
Because I've only found two other people in the last 50 years who also have this, and although I've known both of them for decades, we all just mutually realised this as they read my various posts about this topic the past few days.
Pretty much every medically qualified Head/Brain person I've ever talked to has denied that memory from that young is even possible.
Anyone else?
Bueller?
I have some memories from before 8 months, when I could stand but not yet walk, and a fair amount from about a year onward. I started kindergarten at age four with a few years of autobiographical memory under my belt already. Very sensory rich memories, including the scale of my body wrt the environment, scents, textures, quality of light, proprioception.
Whoever decided to characterise Scorpia as the most happy-go-lucky sunshine of a person who on zero acquaintance immediately decides to be besties with Catra, I love this person so so much.
She-Ra and the Princesses of Power, S01 E05: The Sea Gate (2018)
She's so gorgeous!
And that Princess Ball episode?!
(Side note: I love how quickly Catra adapted to her new fate of Always Getting Hugs From Supervisor.)
She-Ra and the Princesses of Power, S01 E08: Princess Prom (2018)
They're both so goshdarn dashing and so absolutely cute together!
if theres one thing that really pissed me off from my 3 years of architecture i took in high school it's learning about how we used to have all these little techniques to maximize or minimize heat or warmth and now we just merrily abandoned all those to have the same copypaste style buildings everywhere that are often INCREDIBLY unoptimized to the local weather and climate so we can just throw more money at our heating and cooling bills
Right???
I recently saw a headline in a british newspaper about 'this one manor house has so many hacks for climat econtrol without hvac!' and it was just... "orient the building and windows to catch or deflect the sun", which is something I learned just living in southern california and having a bedroom on the west side of the house.
Most houses that are older than the McMansion boom are oriented to catch the most HEAT. That's why bedrooms are on the west and south sides of the house usually. Because people used to worry about the cold more than the heat, in most places!
I read a lot of midcentury plan books and most of them are still oriented in this way, despite saying the plans can be mirrored.
Colonialism has fuelled this idea of people ignoring the true seasons of their biome in favour of just using "winter/spring/summer/fall" for everything, everywhere. But that's not how all of the world works, and so that's not the environment we should build for in the desert, the everglades, the pacific northwest, etc.
Houses should not be commodities or investment portfolios. Houses should be for the people that live there, and should be anchored to THAT reality, that biome, and those plants and weather patterns, as well as the materials available in that environment. And we should make use of hills and build into the sides of them--that will regulate the temperature of our house much better than sticking it on top of the hill!
With a warming planet, it behooves us to build for coolth, not warmth; we should look to indigenous architectural styles from hot places for cues on what will help keep the building cool without needing expensive HVAC systems. Sinking the house down even a few inches into the ground will help cool it off, so will going back to using lathe and plaster and other "mud" building materials, building into hills, and being mindful of wind currents and using breezeways and window alignment to create breezes--my childhood home was like this and stayed surprisingly cool even in 100F California summers, because the breezeway was oriented to catch the south-to-north winds, and opening all the windows and doors meant it sucked the air through the whole house. The deep eaves of California-style houses act as awnings and shield the windows from the sun, keeping the house shaded and cool even without trees surrounding the house (which is dangerous in fire-prone environments like most of california!). Mud walls are extremely effective in desert environs, as well as being very cheap--and plaster is a kind of mud btw, so is stucco and adobe. All very good cheap building materials used in deserts all over.
At the Irvine Arboretum there's a museum house that was built and oriented so that a small breeze always circulates through the house from down to upstairs. It's amazing to witness!!! All because the builders used to care about that sort of thing.
Building codes are written largely to ignore environmental concerns in favour of just sealing the house up hermetically into this yucky box, and I think they need a bit of looking at because of it, because some times "updating to code" actually makes things worse. I am one for following safety rules, but the thing is sometimes you have to update them as you learn new information about safety--which includes the health of the planet and the humans using the building.
Project Hail Mary // Incorrect quotes 2/?
Whenever people ask me "why don't you know xyz, it's so popular" well see it's because
I literally live in south east asia
Most countries cut the map like that because it's the easiest and most logical place to have a big vertical split! Everyone else agrees that the awkward and self centred way that Americans cut the map so that they sit in the middle is obnoxious as hell.
wait sorry Americans do what now??
I'm American and I've never seen a map that puts America in the center... the map on top looks normal to me. But now I'm curious, can someone show me how the map gets split to center America? Like... draw a line between Africa and India and just let a few countries get chopped in half?
It's an old school way of mapping but as you can see, Asia is just kinda cut in half. Very inconvenient. From my understanding Europe is often centered because the International Date Line runs through Greenwich, which is 0 degrees latitude and starts the time zones. So it's not that Europe is centered, Greenwich is centered. it just happens to be in England.