Guy Ritchie style action with Brad Pitt and others.
Enjoyable, nothing great.
Needed a globally accessible place to jot down notes about books, films, music and the such.
Enjoyable "cheated cheating the cheater" story, bit of a soggy good ending, but enjoyable none the less, about a bookshop keeper falling in love with a girl skimming him of 350k who in turn is skimmer by her "skim teacher", who is skimmed by his girlfriend who skims everyone... then fails.
Wonderful old fashioned song. not a shanty, but same style
My mother told me
Someday I would buy
Galleys with good oars
Sails to distant shores
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uAYKTMQl7MQ
triggered by an interview about the biopic (which seems to be meh)
this is amazing though
have to get Chase Holfelder with his version in minor key though
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M_PtnvVQhqA
amazing
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2AFqYeXKK3I
Not sure where this is going yet, but I like it. Has hints of Jeff Vandermeer's "Station 11", probably because of the weird semi-future bonobo reservation.
It seems to reference a lot about how knowing everything will lead to understand everything. But one of the main characters was also frozen by that realisation in her youth.
Currently three story lines; about the Nest that tracks patterns, about scientists invited to understand the weird death of two bonobos (without the fourth expedition member, the doctor though) and a nameless thid-person guy who had an accident and who is visited by a doctor while struggling to get his memories back.
They put it in 3D printers, pacemakers and reflective lenses in glasses. They used tantalum to build platforms for virtual experiences where primary purpose was distraction from, among other things, the conditions needed to create the devices and the social, ecological and climatic consequences of the mines. The increasingly disembodied nature of programs run on this hardware - VR holograms, whispered notifications of blood-pressure targets, automatic food replacements arriving silently at the door - was deliberate and ingenious, implying the technology was literally baseless, unlimited and independent, divorced from anachronistic categories such as fuel, labour, emissions, natural resources. It was as if product design exploited latent religiosity, a nostalgia for the belief that people too existed free from bodies.
... but our own composition affected sound too, the amount of moisture currently present in our bodies, influenced by our diet and our sleep, and then by our anxiety, our restlessness, the nature of the dreams we had been having, then the heaviness of our footfalls, the angle and height we raised ourselves to, the position we turned our heads towards, our optimism, the degree to which the entire history of our lives had led us to be confident that good things would happen - this defined, presently, the position of our bodies and this too conducted and issued sound. In order to learn anything about where we were and what was around us we had to think like this, in an increasingly fine-grained manner. Every single thing, regardless of size, was significant. Everything mattered and in those first several days, tracking and, the more I learned, coming incrementally closer to my sub-group, I felt a sense of urgency, purpose and vitality such as I had never previously experienced anywhere.
[Jane] wasn't just transcribing the bonobos' calling, she was attempting to pull out the peripheral and secondary sound – bird call, the insects, the moving trees – the counterpoint, she called it, which could be instructive itself. The more she listened and brought out different aspects of the recording, the clearer picture she got. She kept describing what was happening – both what was in the sound and the way that she approached it – in visual rather than aural terms. She nodded, said something about relative constancy, stability, variation and differential pattern. I was staring at these sheets, pages and pages scored minutely, aggressively, and I must have been exhausted because I felt I saw something moving in the pages, an object, underneath the graphs and illustrations, an identity, a face, I thought, behind the scrawls and sounds.
Couldn't really get into it. Cookie characters and story, but... I just couldn't care much.
Amazing podcast.
How partially fear of a global dark power was intentionally instigated to pressure countries in creating a new state.
Weissman (?) who brokered the deal for Israel in the UK government.
The Arabs fighting in WW 2, sometimes against each other, as proxy wars.
How "laws" in the bible, such as a man can just pay the family of a woman he has assaulted as she'll become his wife, were necessary at the time to prevent escalating bloodfeuts between tribes or families: there was no policy, there was no system to judge.
All you had was your honour and your word. When someone was chosen as arbiter, they were chosen because of how people perceived their honour. Still reflected in current day's courts where the judge is called "your honour".
https://aeon.co/essays/what-andrea-dworkin-missed-about-pornography
But the women soon qualify the potency of the penis. Miss Forward finds it to be, in crucial ways, unlike the dildo: whereas the dildo remains constantly erect, the penis ‘contracts himself like a Snail’, becomes ‘mean and pitiful, sneaking and supple’ in the absence of feminine beauty. Men, the young women realise, do not in their essence possess strength and power. Rather, they require an object of desire to beckon them to action. Men’s claim to uncontested social dominance, therefore, is premised on a faulty anatomical analogy.
https://aeon.co/essays/british-place-names-resonate-with-the-song-of-missing-birds
Cuckoos, like so many British birds that are threatened or extinct, would have been much more abundant in the Middle Ages. Yaxley, on the edge of surviving cuckoo strongholds in the former Fens, would have thronged to their calls. Now these places, and many like them where the birds of their names are absent, are solemnly displaced, the names creaking in the wind like dilapidated pub signs whose buildings have long since closed or fallen into ruin. We can sense that displacement in the sprawl of modern suburban environments too, which, with considerable irony, fashionably assign bird nomenclatures to roads and residential spaces (Sandpiper Drive, Nightingale Way, Lark Rise, Goldcrest Mews…) where the species named are nowhere to be seen, and perhaps never have been.
https://aeon.co/essays/in-these-dark-times-the-virtue-we-need-is-hopeful-pessimism
In the early Enlightenment, of course, there were no such concerns for the future of the planet. But there were evils in existence – plenty of them. Crimes, misfortunes, death, disease, earthquakes and the sheer vicissitudes of life. Considering such evils, these philosophers asked, can existence still be justified?
This longstanding philosophical debate is where we get the terms ‘optimism’ and ‘pessimism’, which are so much used, and perhaps overused, in our modern culture. ‘Optimism’ was the phrase coined by the Jesuits for philosophers such as Leibniz, with his notion that we live in ‘the best of all possible worlds’ (for surely, if God could have created a better one, he would have done so). ‘Pessimism’ followed not long afterwards to denote philosophers such as Voltaire, whose novel Candide (1759) ridiculed Leibnizian optimism by contrasting it with the many evils in the world. ‘If this is the best of all possible worlds,’ Voltaire’s hero asks, ‘what on earth are the others like?’
But really, Voltaire wasn’t much of a pessimist: other philosophers such as Bayle and Hume went much further in their demonstrations of the badness of existence. For Bayle, and for Hume after him, the point is not just that the evils of life outnumber the goods (though they believe this is also the case), but that they outweigh them
https://future.com/negative-engineering-and-the-art-of-failing-successfully/
Negative engineering is “insurance as code”
So, what would be a better solution? I think it’s something akin to risk management for code or, more succinctly, negative engineering. Negative engineering is the time-consuming and sometimes frustrating work that engineers undertake to ensure the success of their primary objectives. If positive engineering is taken to mean the day-to-day work that engineers do to deliver productive, expected outcomes, then negative engineering is the insurance that protects those outcomes by defending them from an infinity of possible failures.
After all, we must account for failure, even in a well-designed system. Most modern software incorporates some degree of major error anticipation or, at the very least, error resilience. Negative engineering frameworks, meanwhile, go a step further: They allow users to work with failure, rather than against it. Failure actually becomes a first-class part of the application.
You might think about negative engineering like auto insurance. Purchasing auto insurance won’t prevent you from getting into an accident, but it can dramatically reduce the burden of doing so. Similarly, having proper instrumentation, observability, and even orchestration of code can provide analogous benefits when something goes wrong.
“Insurance as code” may seem like a strange concept, but it’s a perfectly appropriate description of how negative engineering tools deliver value: They insure the outcomes that positive engineering tools are used to achieve. That’s why features like scheduling or retries that seem toy-like — that is, overly simple or rudimentary — can be critically important: They’re the means by which users input their expectations into an insurance framework. The simpler they are (in other words, the easier it is to take advantage of them), the lower the cost of the insurance.
Enjoyable enough anime with some Claymore elements where some humans become part zombies/monster ("kabaneri", while the monsters are "kabani") while traveling and fighting on huge trains traveling through the landscape.
And of course infighting between the humans, folks not happy with the Shogunate etc.
Beck - everybody's gotta learn sometime
The Korgis - Everybody's gotta learn sometime – wait, this is the original??
Laibach - Tanz mit Laibach (I trieed their Novakropola album, but couldn't appreciate it much anymore. Also, the home-burned CD was rotten...)
Echo and the Bunnymen - "Crocodiles"
Unseen Guest - "Let Me In" – don't think I've heard this before. Is good. Sad evening violin lyrics.
Koop ft Ane Brun - "Koop Island Blues"
Decemberists - "We both go down together"
https://aeon.co/essays/geopolitics-is-a-losers-buzzword-with-a-contagious-idea
I'm not sure I follow this completely. The phrase was coined in Sweden around 1900, then people like Haushofer - who some think was basically the mastermind/writer behind Mein Kampf - took it and made it an excuse for "lebensraum", as later Putin would blame geopolitics on the breaking up of the Sovjet Union...?
As in the interwar era, geopolitics has become a buzzword that brings with it a contagious idea. Geopolitics should be recognised as what it is: an attempt to understand the world by people and countries that believe they are losing out. As in post-1919 Germany, it looks like an appealing way of explaining a newly chaotic world to the confused. The real danger is that this mode of thinking appears so attractive that it poisons everyone else’s politics too. The haunted world of Haushofer, and of the Hartschimmelhof, is a monument to a confusing response to confusion: and a grim warning.