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hey we need more data on how one becomes trans besides just the various ways i have lost my tits due to osha violations. if anyone wants to submit data please do so. merci.

REQUIREMENTS:

scientific rigor

peer review

loss/gain of body parts optional

no fucking wizards i have learned my lesson

have fun and be yourself :)

#buzzy

motherfucker-somewhat-limited

kovessel

a vision came to me when i was at the grocery store getting snacks and i had to re-create it asap

depsidase

mamoru

A fire at the National Information Resources Service (NIRS) Daejeon headquarters destroyed the government’s G-Drive cloud storage system, er

The fire broke out in the server room on the fifth floor of the center, damaging 96 information systems designated as critical to central government operations, including the G-Drive platform. The G-Drive has been in use since 2018, requiring government officials to store all work documents in the cloud instead of on personal computers. It provided around 30 gigabytes of storage per person.

However, due to the system’s large-capacity, low-performance storage structure, no external backups were maintained — meaning all data has been permanently lost.

The scale of damage varies by agency. The Ministry of Personnel Management, which had mandated that all documents be stored exclusively on G-Drive, was hit hardest. The Office for Government Policy Coordination, which used the platform less extensively, suffered comparatively less damage.

okay so this is pretty fucking bad. for so many reasons. other articles list that the amount of data lost was around 858 terabytes, equivalent to "274.6 billion sheets of A4 paper" (A4 paper is a standard international paper size, similar in size to US letter paper. US letter is the paper size most frequently used in US printers)

talk about an advertisement for off-site backups.

but what I saw next made my stomach really hurt

Havoc persists throughout Korea with the national system down after a major data center fire. Patients who have rejected life-prolonging mea

“About half of the patients who stop life-sustaining treatment under advance directives are unconscious,” said Cho Jung-sook, an official of the agency. “If decisions are left to families, the patient’s wishes may not be respected.”

... they lost people's advance directives too.

sabertoothwalrus

radio-only drag queen and she says “I’m gonna show you guys my new lip sync routine” and just plays a song

mammalfriend

convo between two kids at my job just now

peace-love-colbert

jumpingjacktrash

oh my god.

let me share a memory with y’all. it’s from i guess 1978 or thereabouts. it’s high summer. i don’t remember where my mom was driving me, in our avocado green chevette, i just know there was a traffic jam that turned 35w northbound into a parking lot from horizon to horizon.

picture it – wait, you don’t have to use your imagination, this happened all the damn time back then.

every one of those damn cars was burning leaded gasoline. there were no emissions regulations. there were no safety regulations. there were just thousands and thousands of detroit steel shoeboxes belching visible smoke as they idled, engines loud and hot, here and there a radiator giving up in the heat, a cloud of burning oil rising.

i, a smeet of five or six, was choking on toxic smog.

i reckon it was about a half hour into the traffic jam that i first threw up. i remember a blinding headache, i remember being confused, i remember dry heaving with my arms and head hanging out the window, the green metal of the car burning my hands and my chin. i don’t remember passing out, but i’m told i lost consciousness before mom was able to get to an off-ramp, because there were no emergency lanes on the highways back then.

i lived. and life went on. what were we going to do, complain? if i’d died, the cause of death probably would’ve been recorded as heatstroke, not carbon monoxide poisoning.

i know i’m probably preaching to the choir here on tumblr. but i really wish i could tell that story to the people who think deregulation is no big deal. i wish they’d put themselves in my mom’s shoes.

or even just look at some old pictures, then look out the window.

ever notice how cityscapes used to have that orange tint and hazy aura? yeah, that’s poison gas.

remember how the mississippi river used to be a stinking soup of baby-shit yellow sludge covered with disturbingly stiff rafts of light orange foam?

i can’t even find pictures of the sludge and foam, i guess they didn’t end up on the internet. the smell was indescribable. that oily shimmer. the reek of dead things. people didn’t boat on the river for pleasure; it smelled too bad, it was too ugly, and you could get super super sick if you touched the water.

and now look at it.

i still wouldn’t want to drink it, but if i fell in i wouldn’t bolt for the shower in a panic, you know?

if the thieving billionaires get their way, we can kiss those sailboats goodbye, and learn the smell of toxic foam once more. the ultra-rich won’t even feel the extra money, they’ve already got more than they could ever touch, they just stash it in offshore accounts to rot, but the rest of us will return to a time of neverending nausea and weird cancers. a time when every elementary school class had at least one kind who’d been born with no fingers or their heart outside their body, and this was just… the way things were.

i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to longpost. it’s just. god. y’all have no idea how CLEAN everything is now, compared to when i was a kid. and these rich old men are counting on that, on people not knowing or not remembering how bad it was before regulation, not realizing how much we need these protections until it’s too late.

themightyglamazon

I enforce federal worker health and safety and pollution regulations.

When I was learning my trade, when my classmates and I were having a chuckle over the “well duh” level of specificity written into the Code of Federal Regulations (try “no hazardous material shall be stored in crew berthing” on for size), I will never forget the silence that followed when our instructor spoke these words:

“Your regulations are written in blood.”

These regulations were not written on a whim. They were written because someone thought they could cut costs by storing however many more pounds of a radioactive, toxic, carcinogenic, or whatever else material in the same rooms where the human beings they paid to transport those materials slept, and then did that, because no one was telling them not to.

They were written because people died. Horrifically. Because unregulated capitalism values profit over human life and suffering.

Can I say it again, for those not paying attention?

Unregulated capitalism values profit over human life and suffering.

salllzy

Regulations of these kinds are always written in blood and they will always continue to be written in blood and death. There is no other way about it. Health and safety, food, hygiene, and things of that nature are steeped in death and blood. People losing limbs and their lives at work, and people not being able to work because of an accident at work, which then prompts a change in law and regulation. They exist for a reason and a good one. They keep people safe, they stop others from cutting corners to maximise the profit margin and make themselves look good. All the while their workers are being killed and crippled and it won’t just be the workers that suffer either. Consumers will as well. There is going to be a rise in outbreaks, not just in the food industry either. Medicine will also be affected and who knows what else. Regulations exist for a reason.

brucebocchi

great-and-small

The unique thing about an armadillo is that it is an animal that can both scamper and trundle

stupittmoran

supreme-leader-stoat

Don't forget the wedding invite his in-laws put out for his wedding.

evahdestrvction

THROB ZOMBIE // 'ghosts of the gateway' floorshow ❥ dragula 05X03

꒰ requested by anon(s)

cipheramnesia

Actually the real reason I transitioned was because my parents joked so many times about returning me to the child store I decided to void the warranty.

vyorei-deactivated20251211

Beautiful display of solidarity ongoing right now from the US calling for a ceasefire in Gaza

Source: @jvplive on Twitter

anarchopuppy

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