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weebsinstash · 3 years

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You honestly don't need to go to college to get a good job. You can go through a contractor agency and get a office job and get paid at least $500 a week for something like data entry work. I dont see the point in going to college a getting a bunch of debt if you don't have to. I dropped out of college and was super depressed after and thats what i did. Im now 23 and make a cool $25 an hour, which is not bad for a single person with no kids.

Yeah that's a pretty good wage for 23! I'm turning 25 this winter myself (ugh). Sorry to hear college didn't work out though. I'm sure that was extremely stressful :(

I know it can be kind of varied, but as an American it's becoming the norm here to have a college degree that you actually can't do anything with. I used to have a neighbor who's son had a law degree and you know what he was doing for work? He was a waiter at Outback Steakhouse, still paying off his student loans

My mom never even finished college and she's still paying off her student loans at 56. Fun fact but when that whole coronavirus student loan forgiveness program was going on, it doesn't count if your loans have already been sold to a collection agency, which is where most student loans currently are, so even a lot of forgiveness programs tend to fuck you over. My mom was hoping she could finally be free of her student loans and she was told "nah sorry you're stuck with those forever". Like she's making payments over time but I think she told me that they gather interest faster than she can pay them so she's kind of just resigned to dying without ever paying them off which is Not Good

There's also a lot of studies and statistical evidence which suggests that American schools are more often than not lacking in quality education so it's also like. For the price of going to college here you could probably move to another country, buy a house there, and attend their free nationalized college.

Like shit I could go to trade school and learn how to do wiring or electrician work and I would make more than many teachers, cops, public service workers, EMTs. The American reality is that many specialized jobs really don't pay for shit anymore because we refuse to raise the minimum wage. The only wages that are increasing are for actually "unskilled" jobs where wannabe ceos and corporate mooks are answering emails in between checking Facebook. Shit one of my old roommates worked in IT (not an unskilled job, but this applies in context) and made something like over $200 an hour and there were many times where he would just. Literally not have anything to do. Most of the time he worked from home but when they required him to go into the office they kind of slacked off because they would have so few tasks a day and then once those were done they would have literal HOURS of free time.

And those are the people making more than I ever could in a lifetime. I resent it. I extremely resent it. Even though my roommate worked hard to get where he was, having multiple degrees and a long resume of everything from sushi chef to retail, he had rich parents to help him go to college and support him, and he spent his money like absolute shit. Him and his partner would move once every other year "just because they don't like living in the same place for too long, I dunno"

Meanwhile my ass who grew up in poverty and had to move because of not having money and being evicted just sitting there and hearing this like 😬😰😤

It's not that college doesn't work or anything but definitely in America it has become an extremely predatory process where you aren't even really guaranteed that it'll be worth it. I remember even little baby Weeb back in elementary school eventually started going "it doesn't matter what job I want because I'm not gonna be able to get it :)" though that may have been from... a childhood stocked with watching my mom lose job after job after job and not being able to find good ones, idk

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blxetsi · 3 years

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Hi there! I love your work!! So I know this sounds a little niche but, could we get headcanons for a reader in a polyamorous relationship with Hange and Miche please? Hope you’re having a really good day!

NO BEXAUSE IVE BEEN WAITING FOR SOMEINE TO REQUEST POLYAMOROUS STUFF OMGGGGG 😭 ty for your service anon it means a lot 😔🙏

hange and mike dating headcanons (canonverse)

zoë hange x gn!reader x mike zacharias

warnings: polyamorous relationship, and titans ??, reader is kinda innocent ?? like just easily wound up

also this is going to be SO fucking long and focused on hange for the first long bit sorry !

btw this isnt rlly dating headcanons so much as backstory, how you met, and shit leading up to actually getting together i went so fucking overboard and went the complete opposite way of what you asked ill do a part two with ACTUAL dating headcanons if youd like anon just tell me and ill do it

- i think you wouldve worked for garrison originally

- in season one when hange started the experiments on sawney and bean thats when you would've met them

- you had been a big fan of their research studies for a while, so being in front of someone you thought was so cool was a little nerve wracking

- you had just became newly appointed as a captain for a garrison squad, being one of the youngest recruits to get the position, which also meant some people thought you couldnt handle the job

- you were good at telling others what to do, and guiding them when needed, you took over the leader role very quickly, you had to if you wanted to keep the position

- although you thought you were a good leader, others didnt

- specifically older members of garrison who thought because you were so young, youd be naive

- and since you were a garrison captain, you worked closely with hange and moblit during their experiments

- any request they made for supplies or anything, went through you and youd get it for them

- they needed more help ? youre requesting three soldiers to the experimentation zone immediately. anything they needed you helped with, because you liked helping

- hange had quickly grown fond of you, they were so thankful that you were so willingly to have your squad help them. you remember the brunette grabbing your hand and saying "thank you for your dedication to this project and to science !" while bowing multiple times

- as unsanitary and childish as it was,,, you didnt wash that hand for a day

- hange saw how some members of your squad treated you, and it may have irked them a bit

- causing them to rant to moblit while writing down research data

- "hange." "i just dont get it, why dont they say anything ? theyre so nice so why dont people respect them like they should-" "hange !" "what ?!" "youre writing down captain l/n's name on your page !" "so what ?!- wait what" this causes a night of bickering between the two of them 😐🤚

- when sawney and bean died hange was devastated. you had grown to like the section commander as a friend and respected them greatly, so to see their hardwork and research all go down the drain was hard

- you immediately went into leader mode and started ordering your squad around "listen up ! i want this whole perimeter checked and searched for any evidence to help us find out who did this." a couple members groaned, and one man, who was in his early thirties made a comment about it. "theyre just stupid fucking titans. we're supposed to kill them, not keep them alive for some freak to experiment on them."

- yknow,, looking back on it maybe you shouldnt have went off on them the way you did, but you did because not only was the man questioning your authority and orders, he was blatantly disrespecting a section commander. "i am your captain. i am your leader. you will respect me, and you will listen to me. you either do i say or youll be suspended and taken off my squad immediately. and that goes for everyone ! do i make myself clear ?" you shouted. the man who had talked back raised his eyebrows, youd never once yelled or demanded things be done in a manner like this, and it clearly shocked him when you stood up for yourself.

- a bunch of murmurs came from your squad and you dismissed them, but not before stepping in front of your soldier in front of everyone. "between you and me ? you should be discharged for not only your blatant disrespect and defiance to me for months now, but also for your innapropriate and degrading comments about section commander hange. you wanna pull some shit like this in the future, not just to me but to anybody ? you should kiss your position in garrison squad goodbye, since youre too childish to keep your thoughts and opinions to yourself. now grow the fuck up and go do what ive asked please." the man looked scared as he stared at you, no one had seen you act like this before, his jaw clenched as he nodded and walked off, the rest of your squad dispersing with him

- you didnt notice hange calling your name until you felt their hand on your shoulder. you turned around and saw their sympathetic gaze on you. "thank you for defending me. are you okay ?"

- you rubbed the back of your neck and answered. "honestly ? i feel kind of bad, like i embarassed him or something." the survey corps leader tilted their head back as they laughed. "youre so kind y/n, but im proud of you." the comment, although lighthearted, struck a cord with you

- a couple days later you were requested to meet with not only the section commander but commander smith, as well as your superior, dot pixis

- the meeting only lasted about thirty minutes, but hange had boasted about not only your leadership skills but also your knowledge and ideas on various sciences. erwin decided to offer you a position to work under hange, and dot pixis agreed to have you transferred to the survey corps if you agreed.

- did your decision have to do with your crush on hange ? maybe. would you ever admit it ? no.

- pixis explained to you that youd be honorably disharged from the garrison regiment before being moved to the scouts' headquarters in trost

- you surprisingly got along well with others there. working in hanges squad was fun, and even though you were demoted from a captain back to a cadet you didnt mind

- hange had offered to share as much knowledge as they could with you, which led you to be in their office (as messy as it was) after work hours

- and thats where you met mike

- well, got to know him

- hange introduced you two when you first joined and the first thing the section commander did was NOT shake the hand you held out for him but to lean down and sniff around your hair and neck

- your face felt hot as you stuttered over your words, thrown off by his,,, unique, greeting

- hange and laughed and lightly pushed him away, before explaining to you that thats just what mike did

- back to being in hanges office

- for nights on end youd stay up together in their office, two chairs huddled beside one another while you read through books of research, not just from hange but from published scientists and anthropologists too

- mike had started joining you two only three days after you and hange started

- he would stay quiet, but would sit next to hange making them be sandwiched by the two of you

- after that you started to notice him more often

- down the halls he'd send you a small smile, which you brightly returned

- sometimes he'd be in charge of training that day, and he would wordlessly help you position your arms to properly block or punch when sparring with other members

- then he started bringing tea when he would come and listen to you and hange discuss different theories, articles and information together

- you didnt even know the two were dating until you accidentally walked in on them in hange's office

- they werent doing anything dirty, just giving each other a kiss, but you had walked in on them with a stack of papers captain levi told you to give to hange.

- you kinda,, stood there, slackjawed, while the two pulled apart slowly to look at you. hange had a mischievous grin on their face while mike just gave you a blank stare

- you dropped the papers. the stack of documents levi tasked you to give to hange. you dropped them. How Embarassing.

- your face began to feel hot not just from seeing them but also because youre embarassing yourself by dropping the papers and just standing there like an IDIOT

- "uh,,, i- captain levi said to give you those documents you requested." your voice cracked at the end making you wince

- "you mean the documents that are spread out on my floor now ?" hange asked. you looked between them and the floor, then at mike, then back to the floor than back at hange. "yes." you said, and you could feel that warmth in your face spreading to your ears now too. "im sorry." you exclaimed, your voice sounding strained as you quickly walked backwords and closed the door in front of you

- you started avoiding hange and mike after that, and became hyper aware of everything that they did. they were TAUNTING YOU 🙄 you could feel it

- instead of small smiles in the halls, after you started ducking your head down when you saw mike, he would now give you head pats when you crossed him

- hange would let their hand linger on your shoulder or side as they shuffled past you during meetings or experiments, and would come closer than usual when handing you documents

- mike would give you teasing smiles when you got your ass handed to you during sparring

- and finally you were fed up ! did this count as workplace harassment ? you didnt know but you wanted answers ! so you went to the source, hange's room after dinner

- you didnt bother knocking, you just walked in with your eyes closed

- hange giggled, "what are you doing y/n ?" "making sure im not walking into something i shouldnt be seeing, section commander." "by that do you mean the kiss mike and i shared ?" "yes." "well we're not kissing right now." they said, and you peaked one eye open to be sure they werent lying, and they werent !

mike stood up from his chair and slowly made his way past you, closing the door. you took a deep breath before throwing all of your word vomit on blond and brunette duo. "so i dont know why you guys think teasing me like this is fun, but it isnt. it makes me flustered and nervous and feel weird and im not sure if it counts as abuse of power but i dont like it so it needs to stop." you huffed in a big breath of air after saying all of that, and hange rested their head in their hands.

"y/n do you have a crush on me ?" they asked. their voice was soft but they still had that stupid smile on their face. you could feel your face getting warmer by the second. your mouth opened and closed but no words came out.

" i uh, im gonna leave now." you turned around but hit something hard, and looked up at mike looking down on you, a smirk on his face. he put his hands on your shoulders and turned you back around to hange, walking the two of you over to their desk. he gave you a slight push, causing you to put your hands on the desk and lean on it, while mike kept his hands on you to keep you from running.

hange leaned into you, your noses barely touching. "i only ask because, mike and i have grown very fond of you." they said. you nodded a little bit, the tips of your noses brushing against each other.

"yeah well, id be a little sad if my superiors didnt like me, that would be kind of bad." you replied.

"can i kiss you ?" they asked.

and now is when your brain really stops functioning. thoughts fill your mind of mike and his relationship to hange. are they actually together or is it a friends with benefits kind of thing ?

"i uh, i cant kiss you." you replied, a bit breathlessly caused by both section commanders.

"why not y/n ?"

"well i'm not a cheater, or a homewrecker. i mean i assume that you and mike are together so, im not going to kiss someone in a relationship." you stammered out. this was making you very nervous, butterflies errupting in your stomach. you knew they were just teasing you, goofing around to make you flustered, but a part of you hoped youd be able to kiss hange, and maybe mike for that matter.

they chuckled a bit, before their brown eyes looking behind you to mike's towering form. "honey, can you tell y/n its okay if they kiss me ?" they asked. mike let out a small laugh through his nose before leaning down.

"only if y/n promises to give me a kiss afterwards." he whispered. he pressed a faint kiss to your temple, and you shivered from the contact. he was warm, very warm, and even though it was such a small amount of contact it did so many things to you.

you gulped before bringing your eyes back to hange. you looked to their eyes, and then to their lips, and continued that pattern silently in hopes theyd understand. you didnt want to be teased anymore ! you wanted something to happen.

hange got the hint and smirked, before leaning in again and lightly brushing her lips against yours. theirs were soft compared to mikes chapped ones, and the kiss was so slow, so innocent, it had you leaning in for more. it was a slow, lazy kiss, a kiss to test the waters, it helped calm your nerves, but also made your nerved explode with heat.

finally the researched pulled away, and put their hands on your cheeks, squishing them to pucker your lips, before giving a kiss to your forehead, nose and lips one last time. they let go with a soft smile on their face, and a blush of their own.

you could feel mike press his body down against yours, making your knees buckle slightly. he took his right hand off your shoulder to place it on hange's cheek, thumbing over the red pigmentation. he then turned your head up and to the side, before giving you a kiss of his own. this one was a bit more dominating, hard. his chapped lips scratched against your own but you didnt mind. in a weird way it made you feel at ease, having him take control of it, the same way hange did but his was just more, needy.

he pulled back with a shaky breath and looked at you before looking at hange. "so y/n," hange began. they stood up and made their way around the table, mike pulling himself and you up straight so hange could sit on the edge, pulling you in to stand between their legs. being sandwiched in between mike and hange made you so aware of them, and even though you were very new to something like this you felt weirdly safe and secure. "mike and i genuinely care about you, and we want to be with you the way that we're with each other. would you like that ?"

honestly, how could you say no ?

thats it again im sorry the anon who requested this you did not get what you asked for 😭😭😭😭 hope u all enjoyed requests r open stay safe

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mandareeboo · 3 years

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I dont have anything exact for a prompt for dc superhero girls but like... any of them that you want to write abt... simply they are girlfriends ur honor <3

"So," says Babs, conversationally. "Are you a 'one and done' kinda gal, or a 'take it slow, let it go' kind?"

Karen bit her lip. Her fingers were shaking as they dug into the wood of her desk. They'd decided it was best to do this in the Gordon home, seeing how the faintest trace of what was sticking out of her arm could send their friend into serious agony. "Um. Both sound terrible. But I guess I'd rather just be done with the pain."

"Mm-hmm." The redhead adjusted her grip on the shard of kryptonite sticking out of her arm blaster. "Gonna be honest with you, Bee. This went in at an angle. It cut you going in, it's probably gonna cut you coming out. Is there anything I can get you to make this less stressing?"

"A stuffy?" she asked. "Preferably not bat-shaped. Not that bats aren't cool. But you usually stuff explosives into the bat ones."

Babs deems that fair and retrieves what Karen can only assume is the least beloved teddy bear she's ever seen. It's fur is bright brown- or it would be, without the dust. This was clearly an ancient Christmas or birthday present, tossed around but never truly used, with just enough sentimentality to avoid being thrown out or donated. Karen stuffs the teddy into the crook of her elbow and squeezes. Hard.

"Are you going to count to three?" she asked.

Babs shook her head. "You'd tense on three. Flexing the muscles is a bad idea."

"Okay. Then wh-"

She tightened her grip and yanked. Hard.

Karen let out a yip and buried her face into the bear. She didn't want to imagine the disaster it'd be if the Commissioner heard.

"I got it!" Babs exclaimed, holding the rock up into the fluorescent light. "Man, I wish I could study this stuff. But I don't want to risk Kara getting sick having it close by."

"Yeah," she answered, trying not to get sick herself over the faintest bit of blood. Karen tapped a few buttons on her panel and the limbs popped off one by one, falling to the floor with a clatter. Karen yanked up her sleeve. "Oh, that's not so bad."

Babs, wetting a cotton ball, agreed with her. "Won't even need stitches. This time I'm definitely gonna count, okay?"

"Yes, please."

It doesn't take long to do the medical end of things. It was, all things considered, a surprisingly small gash. That said, getting cut with a rock was a great way to make yourself hate antiseptic. The crisp white bandage was probably a bit too much, but Babs is thorough.

The damage to her armor, however, is pretty damning. Karen felt her stomach squirm as she opened the hull, revealing ripped circuits, damaged data boards, and a couple of melted discs. Not cheap to purchase. She was going to have to run on bubblegum and duct tape for a while. (Not that that was out of the ordinary)

"Back to the drawing board?" Babs hummed, hefting a truly breathtaking toolbox out of thin air. "I'll go to the lair tomorrow and see if I can't scavenge you a few parts from first-drafts bat weapons."

"Thank you." Karen pulled out a wrench, feeling it in her hands. Her grip wasn't too affected. Good. "Back to the drawing board."

There was a clatter on the stairwell, too fast and too heavy to be Commissioner Gordon's, and there was Diana, flinging open the door in her full Wonder Woman garb. "KAREN ARE YOU-" She caught sight of Karen and seemed to lose an entire inch as she sighed with relief. "Oh, thank Zeus."

Babs let out a shriek. "Diana, did you walk to my house dressed in full uniform? What is somebody saw?"

"I did not walk; I ran. I told the your father I was doing a 'costume play'." Diana seemed to struggle to regain her poise at the sight of the bandage on Karen's arm, jaw tightening. "I was told you jumped in front of Supergirl, little Bumblebee."

Karen let out an awkward chuckle, rubbing her arm. "I think that's a bit of a stretch. Y'see, Babs and I have been prepping ourselves for cases like these, and-"

"Cases like these?" Diana echoed. Her voice was flat. "Cases like what, exactly?"

"Kryptonite weapons!" Babs chirped, holding up the stone. She'd had the sense of mind to wipe it off, at least. "Just being near the stuff can weaken Kara. We didn't even want to consider what might happen if she got poked by it. So we've made work-arounds; thicker armor around our limbs, metal designed to avoid skin-contact with sharp objects, etc. The next step is if they find a way to make it into a ray gun or something, but that's mostly if it's somehow too quick for Kara to dodge, and, let's be real, that probably won't-"

"Barbara." The girl stopped instantly. "Leave me and Bumblebee alone for a moment, please. We need to talk."

Karen gulped.

Babs shot her an apologetic look, then gave the Amazonian some finger guns. "Righty-o, boss. I'll go make us some snacks." She paused at the door, looking over her shoulder. "Just gimme a ring when you're ready, alright?"

Diana jerked her head in a nod. She watched with frightening intensity as the knob clicked closed.

"Diana-"

She whirled around. "Why was I not made aware of this? You and Barbara have been plotting to- to collect shards in your limbs like cufflinks! And you never-"

"It's not our first choice!" Karen held up our hands. "It's not even our last choice, Diana. We're also making shields, and inhibiters. It's an extreme emergency, last resort thing. And we've not even fixed the bugs!"

"It was faulty and you did it anyway?" She shrunk down as Diana slammed her hands on the table. "You could have been seriously injured! Or worse!"

"Diana," she said, showing off the bandage. "I'm mortal, not a water balloon. Trust me, I would have never done this if I thought it would be lethal."

Diana, for her part, did look a bit chastised. Her shoulders fell. "I am... sorry, little Bumblebee. I did not mean to doubt your abilities. It's just- I was out of the loop for one mission, and I came home to find my strongest warrior hardly able to move as she told me you were taken elsewhere for serious wounds."

"Kara talked to you?"

"She tried. She was crying."

Karen winced. She knew Kara would hate this idea. That's why they'd been so quiet about it. "I'm sorry I worried you all, but I wasn't in any real danger."

"This time. What of next time?"

"Now that we know they're onto our weaknesses, there won't be a next time."

"There shouldn't have been a first time!" Diana got down on one knee to hold her arm with great respect. This was one of the few positions she was actually taller than the Amazonian, and it made Karen nervous. She knew how bad it felt to be small. She never wanted other people to feel that way. "Is it bad, α��άπη μου?"

And Karen, smart and strong and absolutely weak to puppy dog eyes, couldn't stop herself. "I was in front of her."

Diana sucked in a breath.

"When it went off. I was in front of Supergirl." Karen forced herself to go on. It felt horrible to say out loud. A betrayal. But she had already betrayed Kara, hadn't she? She needed to own up to it. Reassure them all that she deserved the little scratch on her arm. "I dodged. I dodged out of the way. How horrible is that, Diana?"

"Darling-"

"I dodged," she repeated, voice wobbly with unshed tears. "I knew it could kill her, and I dodged." Fingers dug into her skirt. Her own fingers. The cut burned. "I'm a terrible person."

Diana's fingers cupped her chin, bringing her gaze back to her. "No. Never. You are human, Karen. You were scared."

Karen wished it was that easy. But, to her, it wasn't. She wasn't enough. "Heroes are supposed to take risks."

"Heroes must be alive to take those risks." Diana's fingers tightened their grip- not enough to hurt, but holding her in place. "Please, αγάπη μου. No more secret extreme emergency, last resort things. We are warriors, not blockades to toss in front of each other."

"Promise," she said, and it was the easiest promise she ever made. "...Can we call Babs back in, now? I'm gonna need her help un-soldering some things."

Wonder Woman swooped up for a kiss. Karen was someone who got electrocuted a lot, but nothing so simple had even a bit of life compared to being held and loved by the strongest woman in Metropolis, especially when she smiled like that. "In a moment. Allow me some time with you alone. It’s selfish, but it’s... human.”

#HERE'S THE BITCH #1500 words jesus #I think I'm legally obligated to post this on fanfic/ao3 just for that alone #Ask #Question Mandar #Drabble Prompts #dapper-nahrwhale #DC Superhero Girls 2019 #Diana Prince #Karen Beecher #Barbara Gordon #I don't think this ship has a name?#I mean I think I'm the only goddamn person shipping it #Which is fair #So I will dub the #Diaren #Blood #Blood TW #But it's EXTREMELY light

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viva-el-belt-libre · 2 years

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I posted 1.936 times in 2021

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#i dont ship real people ever and these goes for virtue and moir as well. but using their choreographies as inspiration is a+++

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Some Inugang friendship head-canons:

In one human night, InuYasha and Sango competed to see who was strongest. Sango won.

Miroku sometimes helps Kagome study. She keeps the history books away, of course, but he is particularly helpful with literature when she has to read the classics.

She gave up on trying to study math with him, because he was starting to learn much faster than she did, and it made her even more frustrated.

Miroku is particularly interested in her biology books.

Shippou, Miroku and Sango try passing through the well once when InuYasha and Kagome are away. It doesn't work :(

InuYasha notices there is something weird with Sango when she first gets pregnant, but he has no idea what could be, and she doesn't even know she is pregnant yet. It leads to endless discussions of him insisting there is something off and her insisting nothing is different.

After InuYasha, Sango is the one who misses Kagome the most during the 3 years separation. She sometimes went to the well during her pregnancy, just hoping she could update Kagome on what was happening.

Kin-Gyo's first word is "slay", because InuYasha keeps trying to distract them by telling them to "go slay the fox". Miroku was hoping for "dad" and was not pleased.

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I just love Amos on the last episode talking to Holden

"Hey, remember that time you said you were going to kill me?"

"I guess?"

"And we are cool, right?"

"Of course"

"Great, the girl who committed mass murder and tried to frame you is tagging along, but it's all water under the bridge now, I'm glad to see you are so understanding :D"

"wtf"

101 notes • Posted 2021-02-03 02:15:52 GMT

I'm not really a big kohrin shipper but picture this:

Kohaku being super shy and sending Rin mixed messages because of it. They finally get together because little Hisui, being completely oblivious but also big mouthed child, walked up to Rin one afternoon while she's watching the kids and said "my uncle likes you".

112 notes • Posted 2021-03-05 00:13:47 GMT

One thing I noticed on my Inuyasha manga re-read/mirsan data project is how long it takes for Sango to smile again.

When we are first introduced to her on chapter 85/86, she smiles very openly. She smiles when greeting clients, she smiles when she is back to the village, she smiles petting Kirara...

... and then Naraku happens.

And she doesn't smile again for dozens of chapters.

Not that she doesn't show emotion. While with the gang she gets curious, surprised, annoyed, angry, determined, uneasy, relaxed... But never a smile.

Not until chapter 182.

This is right after Inuyasha stops Sango from killing Kohaku and herself. Miroku just told her a few pages back she shouldn't be so sad when she apologizes for him getting poisoned because of her. Here is when she walks into Kagome and Inuyasha to thank them for standing by her.

So she only learns to smile again when she goes from thinking herself as a burden to the group because of Kohaku to being thankful for everyone sticking together. (Of course it's a process and she goes back and forth a lot into feeling like a burden, but still, this is the first step)

She is shown smiling in the chapter opening images sometimes before this, but not in the actual story. It takes her 96 chapters to smile again after losing her family, and it's because she found a new one.

314 notes • Posted 2021-07-10 22:08:44 GMT

YOUR TIMELINE HAS BEEN BLESSED BY SANGO WITH HER HAIR DOWN

RECIEVE THE GODDESS IN YOUR BLOG 🙏

396 notes • Posted 2021-03-04 14:08:05 GMT

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snow-wind-and-all-we-will-find · 3 years

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Hi! My names arthur and im working on improving my word and building my story, which currently has no name haha! I have a myriad of characters who ill try to list out and give brief descriptions of, aether is technically my main character and some of the characters who are up for question are dead in canon. But you can still ask them stuff, itll just be set before death.

When asking characters questions, rememeber to include the name, their age if theres diffrent ages, i dont mind repeated questions, but if you see the question try not to ask it again lol. If you cant find it with a quick scroll just ask it, although i dont know if this blog will even get that big.

Aether

He comes in three evolutions lol, technically, theres four but idk if i would count 7 year old aether.

Ages: 13 yo - colder, hasnt gotten used to emotions, there are two to this as well, pre-rev and then post-rev 13 yo aether, remember to specify lol.

16 yo- a bit more out there, still kinda disconnected and figuring things out, a bit more defensive

22 yo- lax, hes sorta figured shit out, hes not going to go grazy, hes just gonna be chill lol.

!The gaggle Ghosts!

Yurei

Her personality is very, ehhh, becuase i havnt done work with her, and i havnt completly figured out who she is fully yet, shes 18 yo when aether is 22 yo

18 yo- pretty oblivious, somehow still a bit cynical, very nice and sometimes motherly

Kakoku

Few thousand- mean, likes to bully yurei as he huants her, lowkey a simp for yurei but he wont admit that. Kinda cynical and likes to bring others down, generally a bully

Tamashi

19- emotionless, has to be a really strong emotion to make her emote, tends to stray away from other people, likes to be alone, blunt

Gunnar

A few thousand- sweet, warm and welcoming, tries to be very fatherly and a trusted figure, is very busy most of the tiime unfortunatly though.

!The greek gang!

Argus agapov

16- unstable, pretty baby, protective over friends and family

Mythos agapov

23- whore. He also loves his family, lowkey, hes a trad wife

Perceus

15/16- timid, intrested in posiosn and acids, generally quiet, likes to eat leaves, scaredy cat

Diogenes

14- germ of phobe, kind of a brat, more just a bitch, will yell at you if he sees your hands were dirty from gardening or something while you’re walking to the sink, other than that hes fine, picky eater

Herodotus

15- disorginized, trys his best, likes to write stuff down, helps plato with his writing and grammar in general, gullible, likes record data, has a nice typewriter with tha good clicky clack

Plato

8- sweet baby boi, loves his older brother (socrates), idolizes him even, not a good idea though. He writes down everything socrates does, sometimes he imitates his brother as well.

Socrates

17- dumb of ass, also just dumb, held back a grade, feral child, bites alot of people, soft aestechic but hed stab as a warning

Heracles

30- also dumb of ass, loves cars in that ‘mah babeh’ kinda way. Hates motorcycles, he thinks they’re ugly. Chaotic but he utilizes it to be the weird and cool uncle/cousin thing

Zeus

46- too tired for this shit, is a dad, went out to get milk, jk jk, dissapeared for a hot few years, probably got captured by some gang dunno, it happens. Very serious, would make the dumbest jokes with his brothers with a straight face

Hades

50- lowkey the neglected middle child, soft goth lookin ass, loves his kid, tries his best to raise his kid, sometimes gets help from esme

Poseidon

57- proud stay at home dad, buff but does the typically wifely duties, makes sure his children get enough love, nutrience and care

Lillith

54- very active, the money maker, kinda soft, both her and her husband poseidon are so just in love with their kids, dote on them constantly, very extroverted, always makes time for her kids

Esme

51- tired of zeus’ shit, does her best to make sure no one dies, still treats mythos as her ‘little baby boy, tired mom vibes.

!the Eden gang!

Eden is a fictional country that i slapped onto the globe. It is where aether is from, technically aether is apart of the eden gang as well. Everyone here, if they have an age option, the first age option is the age they are when aether is 13, and the second will be when aether is 16 unless stated otherwise

General kyelli

49- fatherly, thinks of most of the gang as his children, calls everyone ‘son’, as a general rule. If you ask for another nickname, he will do his best. Has a bad knee, and is kinda of bad at existing physically

52+- fatherly still, loves almonds, always has a bag of almonds, dont test him. Enjoys travel, might adopt people he meets along the way, still has pains but now he sees doctors, wants to stay active

Indigo

13- sweet, optimistic, always looks on the brightside and tries to see the good in others. Little heater, understands that sometimes fighting is the only option

Akrano

16- lively, very loose and relax, can get serious when needed though, always making jokes and trying to lighten up the mood

19- a bit more, mellow. Still quite lively and childish, but with two signifigant-others you have to settle down sometimes

Ekrano

16- lively, more stern than akrano and kinda worried, but ultimatly also very loose and bright

Lilliana

16- serious, seemingly colder towards everyone, gets along great with psycho-lops, makes him new eye-patches to pass time, actually just very monotone and blank most of the time, although she does care

19- she doesnt change much, she got a bit more expressive, likes babysitting howl

Psycho-lops

16 1/2- always looks determined, actually kinda scared of conflict, likes to help out with healing though, very proficient in it as well, sounds intimidating while talking about how cute puppies and kittens are

19/20- still the same, is considering studying medicine and medical practices to become a doctor.

Bark

17- bright, incredibly lively, loves to joke around and tease and sometimes bully the others, targets aether primarily, hangs out with his brother most of the time, he can fight for himself but he likes the backup, especcially since he is kinda glass-jawed, being that hes a twig

Bite

17- quiet, intense eyes, always sounds vaugly confused when he speaks, deep voice lol, likes to train, doesnt understand barks need to tease others, likes to read to the children

20- quiet, intense eyes still, more so nervous sounding, slightly paranoid, cluastrophobic and cant stand dusty places, usually in his house or at the docks, doesnt really go anywhere else

Hanelle

17- loud, headstrong, adamant about her opinions, gets along well with bark, she tries alot to be intimidating, not a twig, but not very big, pretty friendly and sociable

!the band of pirates!

Aklea

A few hundreds of years- kinda bored seeming, loves blood, technically cannibal, but not really since he isnt human, to an extent. Despite being fine on the ocean, he gets very car sick very easily. Actually quite nice, very easily triggerd into violence, especcially by something that could be used as a good murder weapon, blood makes him jittery and more lively

Nerone

21- calm, too calm, deals with akleas bullshit wonerfully, he just stands there, blank smile on his face as aklea beats the shit outta someone, unintrested in most anything, likes to draw, but hes a much better pastry chef.

!the shakespears!

Midem(pink boi)

33- lively, loves to work with kids, very creative, likes to make things, mainly art, mainly carvings. Often make little minitures of scenes from midens writing, loves his twin, does anything it takes to fund midens intrests. Very loving to those hes close to

Miden

33- calmer by alot lmao, pretty introverted but he can hold a long conversation without becoming too drained, enjoys writing and making stories, also makes plays for fun, runs off little sleep cuase he stays up so late to write, and gets up early to write.

!gods!

Gideon

9 billion- confused boomer, loves his ‘children’, hates to be hated, always tries to help in anyway he can, despite making them, always curious into what mortals are doing, loves the universe he created and does anything he can to protect it

Merik

7 million- sore loser, does get a little salty, ultimatly bounces back and becomes a very good sport, always will adopt tactics, whatever it takes to win within the rules, keeps most all of his trophies from random feats hes done

Ventus

5 billion - calm, straightforward, tends to disregard others and do things himself, likes to sit on cliffs and watch the ocean

Kyle

Hes been around since 776 bc- very loud, lively, bright, tries his best to educate people on proper form, workout regime i intesne, doesnt allow others to take it, makes custom workout regimes for free, owns a gym, dude bro but hes nice, baby

Horo-sha

Her age technicaly is not accurate, shes like, 2 billion? Since dima was made right after her death. But since her history still lives, ima count it

5 billion but older than ventus- bitter, violent, former god of justice, fucking dead haha, hates mortals, primarily humans

Dima

Also not super accurate, hed only be a few centuries of being an active god before being sealed, but since hes technically, concious and has cognitive function hes counted

3 billion- mean lol, likes blood and gets even more violent when it starts getting messy, ‘new’ god of justice, uh, pretty bad at it like the last one, but worse, will kill over slight misdeameanors, everythings a crime smh

!misc!

Ivan

24- softspoken, from imperial russia, died young, he no longer feels his face is his own, has a mask that he likes better, has the sickness, but since he was human it killed him, can control it post mortem, is strong enough to be seen, but weak enough he can go invisible and go through solid objects.

More ocs will be added when i remember them, or create new ones, characters i dont really have built at all are not included

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Hii love. KSJDJSDJSJ !!! 😭😭😭 Thank you for those cute pics of Tae and Kook, aah my heart melted, ㅠㅠ I love you.

honestly? I'd be that roommate. I set 20 alarms for myself and I literally only wake up after the 15th one. Fear me 😝 you're right!! I find that we do great stuff when we don't have the phone to distract us, and I'm really so glad you think so too. Hey, fantasizing is cool! Kinda like brainstorming, yk? It'd be so cool if you wrote down the ideas you came up with :> the lyrics, oh god, please don't judge me but that song is amazing.

🥺🥺I love you, and I'm so glad you're resting and getting enough sleep. You deserve it, especially after all the exam pressure you've been under. Please take care 🥺🥺

that one year when everyone played "happy" was literally a golden era. Sometimes, I listen to classical music when I wake up :D

oh that's good!! History book? Like a yearbook? That's so cool tho >.< Good luck, Cookie! Leave your mark ;D

the art is beautiful indeed. The book really depicts them better than history does.

They were obviously in love but historians were like "wow, homies!! Bros!! Friends!!" grr.

ahhh I totally get it!! I can't resist taking a thousand screenshots either. I hope the WiFi improves :D

:( Yeah I've been super bummed because of that, but I asked my dad earlier and he said it's okay to watch it as long as I get up early and do it when my younger brothers aren't awake. (I guess my mom's not okay with the LGBT+ elements. most Asian parents here are very boomer-ish) but I'm gonna wake up early tomorrow and watch it by myself :')

you really are one of the best things that has ever happened to me. I love you, and I hope you're staying safe. *Sends a ton of virtual hugs* FEEL HUGGED, BAE 💖💖✨

—Ari

Hi Shortcake!! So sorry for taking so long ;д; I was very tired lately. I hope you got to have at least a little bit of a rest😔 dont forget. Also, I love you too<33

No worries, I'd wake you up after the 3rd alarm😋 I'm no traitor. Yeah, exactly, and I wish I didnt have my phone in my free time :// maybe then I'd study Japanese properly. For now I only know like 15 kanjis -,- which might seem like a lot for a beginner but 15 out of 1500 isnt much, including the fact that I had the book for like 5 months? 私, 君, 僕, 猫, 水, 人, 犬, 家, 日, 白, 黒, 色, 女, 天気, 月 these are all I know😔

True, true, you're right. I guess I should have a notebook for my ideas, because playing them out in my head isn't gonna be helpful xD dont worry, I'm not here to judge. I'm the one listening to Cult of Dionysus over here

I guess you cant really call it a yearbook? Because that's just my grade writing down all the events that happened in our five years, because we were bored. We're gonna get it printed and give out to each student and their class teachers and mentors:)

Yeahh, historians reaaaally didn't like these relationships 😔💔 at least we know the truth, that's all that matters😝

Yeah, and honestly I cleaned my gallery and it's been so much better somehow. I really had to be absolutely dead inside to heartlessly delete EVERY screenshot without even looking if its important or not. Cuz, like, what's a few thousand pictures gonna do ? I really hope so as well, cuz honestly I can't stand just sitting here trying to save up my data:/

I'm glad you're allowed to watch it now !!! Your dad rules. Also yeah, so many older people are like that. It's scary. I've been afraid to ask my mom what she thinks about that. I'll ask when I know I'm safe 😗

Oh god, you too!! I love you, I missed talking to you :(( i hope you're doing great! AND YEAH I FEEL YOUR HUGS ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

#Ari💕

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one of my fave tumblr things is when a person will make a text post musing about something in a piece of media and kinda joking around outlining some aspect or character or device or something and they will stumble upon reinventing like.. a well established field or concept or theory that they dont seem to know about or at least arent thinking about in that moment. to be absolutely clear i dont mean this in like a mocking way at all like i think that is extremely cool and shows how smart people are as well as like intellectually connected you know like it is always cool when disparate people independently think very similar things.

i think it is cool that blogging kind of documents that kind of thinking out loud kind of thing and makes it shareable. sometimes that makes us say stupid things out loud lol but maybe we should be more gentle and forgiving about that cause we’re all just kinda thinking out loud on here. blogging in large part to me seems like early childhood private speech made public again. it’s not necessarily always intended for or thought to be for others but by nature of the platform like it is seen by others. so the space where were are testing out and playing around with ideas is made performative for others. i think we would all get along a lot better and think a lot higher of each other if we didn’t think what someone blogged was necessarily indicative of their fully formed thoughts that they would stand behind (unless of course it’s like an obvious consistent overarching pattern) lol cause i dont think that’s really what’s going on a lot of the time.

i mean what am i doing right now lol im just journalling. i dont really expect anyone to read this or interact with it. i dont know if i would stand behind these ideas enough to like. go write a research paper about them. im just thinkin you know. we’re all just thinkin.

i read an interesting thing in a research paper about the development of automated tools for moderating false information online, it said that social media presents a completely new frontier of communication research in that it is the first time that informal argumentation is made accessible to researchers in any stable and large-scale way. like the way people argue their point and try to persuade others in informal settings or daily dialogue would of course be very different from practiced intentional performative rhetoric and before it’s just been terribly hard to collect that raw data for analysis at all. that is pretty neat i think. like rhetoric is obviously a huge field of study but now we get to look at that in a whole different way. the degree to which you can make a 1:1 comparison between social media speech and like speech in dialogue in person is questionable but maybe you dont even need to look at it like that like you could just look at interactions on social media as a kind of informal interpersonal communication in which persuasive argument often occurs and we can now study how people employ or understand rhetoric in that context. to what degree are they conscious of it, what strategies are employed, what breakdowns in communication happen, etc etc

#this was inspired by a post i just saw #where someone was musing on what betty draper does all day like considering that she doesn't actually do any of the housework #of a stay at home mom given her wealth #and yeah that's the whole thing you stumbled upon the existential psychological crisis endured by many wealthy white women #just like locked up in their homes no identity no meaning no tasks no agency #like this person and betty friedan just like connected across time and space haha

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What I have long predicted is now coming to pass: Google believes it should assume control.

Out of all the technology companies that have made my knees knock and my voice hoarse and my [Tweets manic](https://twitter.com/search?f=tweets&q="google" %40ficklecrux&src=typd) as a technoheretic in the past several years, Jumbo Google would easily take home the winning trophy for Dystopian of the Millennium. I have been rehearsing an especially dear pet prophecy of mine, unsolicited, to family, friends, and podcast guests since 2011 in which I end up arguing quite convincingly that Google is a dead ringer for the 16th-century Vatican: an inherently self-isolating organization with an absolute monopoly yielding gargantuan levels of essentially passive income from a service which nearly everybody transacts with, but only Google understands (and is therefore assumed to be its only possible provider,) which inevitably develops such a distance from the rest of the populace and their way of life (in tandem with total notoriety and celebrity among them all) not intentionally out of malice, but from the delusion of mythically-bestowed philanthropic duty that is borned of and compounded by this economic and cultural isolation in a perpetual accumulation of power and wealth that radicalizes the monopolizers — the majority already highly predisposed to zeal as they would’ve needed to be in order to find themselves in this singular, universally powerful position over every other class — and leaves their egocentric minds to wander exempt from all criticism save for that of fellow radicalized monopolizers, who together begin to feel more and more comfortable wondering aloud about themselves in increasingly fantastic presumptions: what if all of this was bestowed upon us because we are superior to them? What if it is our divine responsibility as superior beings to take charge and shepherd the common people as our sheep — for they cannot possibly know as well as we what is truly best for them?

You see it, right? And you can feel a very specific flavor of terror that is both awed by the scale of the circumstances created by so few human minds and sincerely amused by the absoluteness of your own inability to alter them in any way. Perhaps you even recognize this taste as one perfected by Christianity’s ancient advertising business, but Google knows so much about you that it’s rumored to’ve been selling user data to the Judeochristian God for some time now at a 10% discount, and so we extrapolate and anticipate, yes?

Of course, it’s admittedly satisfying for me to deliver you to this godfearing place in the most perverse look what I saw first that you didn’t see because you’re just not as bright but lucky for you, I’m so fucking generous with my wisdom sort of thinking around which the entire personas and livelihoods of fringe movement fanatics are built upon, but this is my one thing, okay? I’ve been waiting years for the right time to formally argue this theory in depth, and — thanks to this year’s public spotlight finally pivoting on the giants who’ve been silently swallowing their competition and relentlessly forcing their already ridiculous margins higher and higher in relative obscurity for decades, the time has come, indeed. The common people’s trust in Google had a godawful week.

Don’t Be Evil

On Monday, Gizmodo reported that twelve frustrated Google employees were quitting the company in protest of their work assisting the Department of Defense to “implement machine learning to classify images gathered by drones” for the detail fleeting Project Maven, despite some 4000 employee signatures on a letter addressed to CEO Sundar Pichai requesting (in full) that he “cancel this project immediately,” and “draft, publicize, and enforce a clear policy stating that neither Google nor its contractors will ever build warfare technology,” citing the infamous “Don’t Be Evil” motto, which Google then proceeded to remove from its code of conduct for the first time in 18 years the day after the New York Times article went to press, on April 5th.

On initial approach to the abstract of this story, from the ass to our thoughts arrives an easy narrative of a Silicon Valley mutiny comprised of twelve brave, conscientious souls who’ve been eaten up inside by their complicity in the filthy deals made by their power-obsessed CEO over scotch and cigars in a dark D.C. study — kept awake for months by the sound of his puffing cackles at satellite images of dead toddlers in a bombed-out street.

Ah ha, we say. That man is no good, and he just wouldn’t listen! They knew they didn’t have a choice… They only did what they had to do…

The reality of internal disagreements at Google, though, manages to be even more theatrical. The sheer volume of correspondence must surely be beyond anything capable of the enduser’s imagination, so let’s phone a friend: my favorite peek into the day-to-days of inter-Google existence is an old blog post by Benjamin Tilly on his first month at the company in which he was compelled almost immediately to describe in great detail how best to “deal with a lot of email in gmail” at peak efficiency using shortcuts and labels. “As you get email, you need to be aggressive about deciding what you need to see, versus what is context specific.”

Now we have a bit better idea of the aggressive emailing that was a sure constant on a normal workday at Google in 2010, so it must’ve been deafening after 8 years of Gmail development as 4000 employees no doubt vented, debated, and decided to organize last month, though without making much headway because the leadership’s response was apparently “complicated by the fact that Google claims it is only providing open-source software to Project Maven,” this new knowledge having significant effect on our mind’s image of Sundar Pichai’s activities in Washington: he is now swapping seats with a frustrated Colin Powell in order to install OpenOffice onto his desktop from a flash drive, and we recall that Google’s Googleplex headquarters resembles nowhere in modern life more than a brand new playground built in a design language borrowing heavily from Spy Kids. And though these Twelve disciples are unnamed for the moment, a few of them could immediately land book deals by going public, and every single one would always have by default not only the badge of “I landed a job at Google,” (which is really to say I have hit Life’s maximum level cap,) but “I worked at Google for a while, but ended up quitting to do something else,” which is guaranteed to make you the most interesting, intellectually superior person present in whatever crowd for the rest of your life. The ultra-cool Sarah Cooper quit Google to become a comedian and even got to talk to Kara Swisher! I won’t pretend to understand big tech’s diminutive bastardization of prestige, but “more than 90 academics” jumping to publish an open letter (adjacent to a huge DONATE: Support the Campaign to Stop Killer Robots button) in which they “write in solidarity with the 3100+ Google employees” who’s terrible boss decided to help some lackeys in the Pentagon set up their email and didn’t text back for a whole hour doesn’t sound 100% sincere. Notably, I don’t know how or why the fuck 90 people would go about collaborating on a single document, but if it really was managed, they definitely used Google Docs… At one point, it was fun to think about the history of the friendly side-scroller-playing garage ghouls and dorm dorks who gave cooky, wacko names to their dot com startups in parody and defiance of the lame-ass surname anagrams on the buildings of their established competitors, but those who’ve stuck around have only done so by becoming expert at SUCKING UP EVERYTHING around them, and it pisses me off every day how worried I am that my species will finally be done in by a company with a name like Yahoo! and be known only to a bunch of adolescent interdimensional silicon blobs 30 million years in the future as that bipedal race who remained dignified until the last 0.01% of their reign on Earth, when in way less than a single generation, they all just went FUCKING INSANE and blew themselves up because they suddenly hated all sense.

“Google” is perhaps the worst of these to have to shout in fear and/or anger in your last moments as it sounds in American English like you’ve startled your subject with a ticklish pinch followed so immediately by an esophagus-busting chokehold that the two events appear simultaneous, and in real English English, it almost always sounds like a parent speaking of a character on a pre-K children’s television programme whom they find quite foul and upsetting, but will manage to refrain from expressing so otherwise because they know that Teletubbies shit is the most quickly forgotten stage of television viewership. It’s fascinating how exclusive the word “Google” is to American English because in everything else it really is complete nonsense, but lets halt all etymological discussions right now because we’ve only now just finished with Monday.

The Soul Ledger

On Thursday, all of my Google experiences, suppositions, and soul-detaching screenshots were usurped when a thoroughly alarming internal company video called The Selfish Ledger was leaked to The Verge, which I watched once then and do not want to watch again for the sake of this piece, but I will. Though the big V has been disappointingly timid for years about editorializing — when tech journalism desperately needs some confident, informed opinion more than ever — Vlad Savov’s accompanying article should be read in its entirety, to which I can add my own terror where he perhaps could not. The production style is technically identical to that of the very popular thinkpiece-esque, motion-graphics-paired-with-obligatory-sharpie illustrated videos which you find playing at max volume on your mom’s iPad from where she’s fallen asleep on the couch at 9PM, but the repeating stock string soundtrack multiplies one’s discomfort as such that we would all end up in the fetal position without remembering the transition were it not for the appearance of trusty old Dank Jenkins, who’s face I thankfully associate heavily enough with his infamous down-and-out Tweet to be a welcome respite in attention before the very scary hypothesis for which it’s been buttering me up, as best summed by Vlad:

> The system would be able to “plug gaps in its knowledge and refine its model of human behavior” — not just your particular behavior or mine, but that of the entire human species. “By thinking of user data as multigenerational,” explains Foster, “it becomes possible for emerging users to benefit from the preceding generation’s behaviors and decisions.” Foster imagines mining the database of human behavior for patterns, “sequencing” it like the human genome, and making “increasingly accurate predictions about decisions and future behaviors.”

The next time the what if they do something scary question comes up in a casual conversation about Google, you’ll have something a lot more substantial than just speculation. Or will you? The Verge reached out for comment and got an awfully convenient response.

> This is a thought-experiment by the Design team from years ago that uses a technique known as ‘speculative design’ to explore uncomfortable ideas and concepts in order to provoke discussion and debate.

Wow! Leave it up to grand ole Googe to reveal the ultimate excuse for just about any suggestion or behavior, though it does seem almost deliberately uncomfortable, doesn’t it? No matter — whether or not this video was ever about a project or tangible product development, or simply to explore uncomfortable ideas because it is proof that the company has reached that critical Vatican stage — if you’ll remember — where they now feel comfortable exploring Very Bad, but Very easily made Real Ideas amongst themselves about what would happen if they allowed their system to nudge its users around a different, slightly less optimal route to the bar, let’s say — without their knowledge — in order for the system to collect traffic data for the sake of its own interests? Which would be, technically, in the interest of all Ledger users now and in the future, so why not?

> The ledger could be given a focus, shifting it from a system which not only tracks our behavior, but offers direction towards a desired result.”

This, my dear privacy-obsessed friends, is the real issue with data collection — its power over huge groups by way of their behavior and it is never going to be remedied in any significant way by ad-blockers or VPNs because the EndUser shall always out number you 50 to 1, even decades from now. EndUser does not understand — or, crucially, have any desire to understand anything technical about what leads to the PewDiePie videos playing on his filthy screen. Here’s a great opportunity to escape Silicon Valley’s technolibertarianism and resign your Darwinian empathy in favor of meaningful and truly-effective action: if you want to avoid a future Google Church (or Google Government, more worryingly,) you should invest your time, effort, and knowledge into electing officials more capable of understanding and regulating Big Tech.

Google Government

The internet as it stands is made possible by Google as the goto resource for online advertising. In 2016, “Google held 75.8 percent of the search ad market, bringing in $24.6 billion in revenue from search ads,” according to Recode. By 2019, “that’s expected to grow to $36.62 billion in revenue, or 80.2 percent of the market.” Google’s edge in user behavior and targeted advertising combined with their extensive resources available developers to integrate independent platforms with Google’s software services at various levels makes it very difficult for any advertising-funded individual or organization to compete online without dipping in to the Google universe. YouTube — a Google property since 2006 — has actively invested in and supported a new career path entirely within their own platform that is rapidly becoming popularly aspired-to by young children, while the reality of existence as a full-time YouTuber is far less glamorous than the immediately-visible surface would indicate, and the effort already expended by my generation in its pursuit has already made us insane.

So, what would the internet look like if Google didn’t exist? We know they’ve been working with the government now on various projects, but what if some terrible exposed transgression of theirs suddenly warranted an immediate shutdown and seizure of all Google properties? Well, we know from a post on Quora by Googler Ashish Kedia that even 5 years ago, the sudden absence of Google for “2–3 mins” set the internet into a bit of a panic, reducing overall traffic by 40%. In the time since, we’ve all grown exponentially more dependent on Google properties: billions of people rely on Google Maps for directions and, thousands of companies (including the Pentagon and other government institutions) rely on Gmail and GSuites for intercommunication, file sharing, task management, etc., and more and more academic institutions rely on Chromebook devices running connection-dependent operating systems. It’s not much of a stretch to argue that Google’s sudden disappearance would constitute a Civil Emergency in the United States, which will only become a stronger and more serious incentive for regulatory bodies to look the other way.

Though the tangible results of advertising have been quantified significantly in the past 20 years, one can’t help but wonder after watching YouTube ads for the new Mercedes-Benz S-Class on toy unboxing videos if the companies who spend big bucks on Google advertising understand where their money is going, but they know that if they don’t advertise there, their competitors will. This, of course, is a fundamental practice of a monopoly, and it’s yielded Google so much fucking money that they cannot possibly spend it fast enough, as evidenced by their investments in life extension — so that, perhaps, they will have more time on Earth to figure it out.

When you build a collection of the world’s smartest people in a self-sufficient environment that discourages exploration of other lifestyles and ideas, and you sustain the society with a gargantuan, relatively low-maintenance revenue stream, you create a culture which is not only well-primed for isolationism, but is also extremely inefficient. In fact, with its vast collection of abandoned products and properties, Google must surely be one of the most inefficient companies in history. Thinking back on recent software releases along with its recent entries into the hardware space, Google is also one of the worst competing tech companies. Very little aside from Gmail, Google Photos, Google Maps, and Chrome have found their place or garnered significant usership. Google Play Music is unintuitive and impossible, Google Allo and Google+ are all but forgotten addendums to other services, and Google Search — its core, original function — has been out of control for years, and all of them are designed blandly and excruciatingly tiring to look at.

Google Shun

If this all has stirred nothing more in you than a desire to eliminate Google from your own online life as much as possible, there are alternatives in almost every one of the sphere’s they dominate. As of late, DuckDuckGo has accumulated a fair amount of buzz and coverage as a private, more relevant alternative to Google’s plain old search engine. Though it is clever enough to list us as the first result for “extratone,” I’ve found it simply insufficient as a replacement in my own life because, essentially, it rarely delivers what I’m looking for. By contrast, Dropbox Paper is such an elegant cloud notetaking and word processing software that it makes Google Docs look simply idiotic (and warrants its own review very shortly.) For getting around, know that MapQuest is not only still around — it’s now a very competitive mobile navigation app.

I, myself, have allowed Google as complete of access to my information and behavior as possible because I believe “privacy” is a completely futile endeavor if one wishes to be a part of society, though I do often use alternatives to Google services simply because I fucking hate the way they look. If you want a more complete list of services and software that allow one to shun the Google God entirely, you’ll be forced to seek out less dignified sources like Lifehacker and Reddit and decide if the additional time you’ll spend using most of them to accomplish the same tasks is really worth your digital angst.

If Google were to be more explicit with its users and staff about its aspirations to take over control of our lives, there will be little to do but accept the future they intend to create because they’ve long been too powerful to control. In the meantime, I’d suggest you continue to use whatever software works best for you and refrain from wasting your time fretting on conspiratorial suppositions of what the tech industry may be doing to “invade your privacy,” because there is no longer any such thing, nor will there be ever again. However, I would also urge to you worship your own Gods, whomever they may be, for Google will never be worthy. I, for one, shall only pray to our Mother Sun.

#social #google #future #web #privacy

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gothic-chicanery · 5 years

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The Diary of Dr. Elena Rosewood

Horror one off story. I’m putting it under a cut

TW for blood, death, and disease

12/14/37

Sent to quarantine, and am currently kicking myself. I tested positive for the disease and the police didn’t listen to my explanations. Now I am without my lab and test instruments, and the data gathered will be strictly qualitative. Damnit.

Of course, this may be a blessing in disguise, as the effects of the vaccine will be able to be seen firsthand, and I’ll have to worry less about my own credibility. Though as a medical doctor who has spent years studying this disease, credibility was never too much of a worry.

I just hope someone takes care of my cats.

No symptoms so far, though that is expected. The incubation period is usually about a week, but this may be altered by the fact that this is a weaker strain that will be easy for my body to fight off. Maybe I will not have any symptoms at all. One can only hope I suppose.

12/16/37

A man leaned into me while I took my daily exercise yesterday, so close that his nose almost touched mine. Dark red sclera showed he was in the later stages of the disease. “We all have it in here,” he growled. “We are all infected.” His breath smelled awful, a mix of metallic and rot, as if someone had shot a deer in a penny factory.

“Yes,” I said slowly. “That is essentially the point of a quarantine.”

I’ve decided to keep mostly to myself from now on.

This story has very little to do with the scientific side of my work, but it is an anecdote that I think would provide quite the cinematic moment when there is a biopic made about me. I mean, the person who discovered a vaccine against the blood plague (though I always hated the sensational nature of that name) will surely get some sort of film recognition.

When I get out, of course, I’ll remove this section. But I believe it is best to be honest to yourself. The rest of the world can get the cool, collected scientist.

Asymptomatic probably still. I thought my sclera looked a little redder, but that may be more easily attributed to confirmation bias or the quality of the mirrors here. It’s a wonder I can see my reflection at all through the graffiti. Wishing I was home. Accurate testing equipment wherefore art thou? My ex, I’m sure, would correct me. Wherefore apparently means why even though it has a where in it. This, ladies and gentlemen, is why you never should date English majors. And they say scientists have sticks up their ass.

12/20/37

Definite redness now. I guess it was too much of a long shot that I wouldn’t end up with anything happening. I can’t decide which looks better, a miraculous recovery, or to never get sick at all. I think this. Looks like I’ve suffered more.

Though of course, this isn’t about me. It’s about all the people that I will be keeping safe from the disease.

12/25/37

Well. Merry Christmas to me. I’m Rudolph the Red-Eyed Fucking Reindeer. Disease taking hold. I think it’ll get worse before it gets better, damn it. It’ll definitely get better though. I’m confident in my own intelligence, if nothing else. I had hoped to be out of here before Christmas, but I guess that’s too much to ask for.

I’ve started tasting blood. Every meal seems tainted metallic, though that might actually improve the shit they have us eating. It’s all frozen and half rotten, bottom of the barrel kind of stuff. I guess that makes sense, why waste the good food on those of us that are going to die anyway? I mean, I won’t. But for the rest of them, why bother. There is no cure for the blood plague. Even I’ve only managed to come up with a vaccine.

1/3/38

I lost my journal. No, more accurately, it was stolen by the motherfucker from before. More accurately, he stole it, bled on the pages, and then threw it outside the fence. I have no clue why. He’s bad, blood streaming from his eyes and lips. I could barely make out what he was trying to say, every time he tried to speak, blood dribbled out. Not that I cared what he had to say. I’d imagine he only had days left.

My own condition isn’t getting better, though it hasn’t gotten noticeably worse. Small amounts of blood in my mouth, my spit has been slightly tinged pink for the last few days. I calculated the turnaround though. It should be any day now. Any day…

I debated whether or not to write down how I’m writing this, as my journal is no longer here, and decided why not. It’s blood on my wall. I know what you’re thinking, that i’ve likely gone insane, that the blood plague is taking hold. It’s not, I can promise you that. When you look at it, it’s perfect logical.

My top priority is information. I have to record these events so that the process of my vaccine can be documented and studied. As a scientist, I know the most essential thing is data. I need to be able to provide that. I’ve just been forced to use alternative methods.

He would’ve died anyway. There is no cure for the blood plague, and he barely had days left. Something that saves lives is more important than the death of one man, I know it seems macabre but he would’ve died in days. Is it really even a murder when you’re both on death row?

He is.

Was.

I’m not. I’m going to live.

It wasn’t hard, really, to kill him. He wasn’t strong, and it was quite easy to split his head open. The blood just mingled with what was already on the floor and walls, have I mentioned this place has gotten disgusting with all the blood. Dragged him to my room, dipped my finger in, and began writing.

I don’t want this to sound horrific. It’s not. I distanced myself from things, made the matter merely academic. When dissecting something, you don’t contemplate the pathos, you just analyze. That is merely what I’m doing. He would’ve died soon anyway.

1/11/38

The body stinks to high heaven and I can barely get enough blood to write with without a few maggots or flies crawling over my fingers. I need to remain objective but they are truly disgusting.

Blessing in disguise, perhaps, my own eyes have begun dripping. My mouth too, though that’s diluted. I can keep writing. I will document this. I will wait for my body to fight off the vaccine, for immunity to kick in. I will be the one to figure it out I will be known I will be a savior

Just a little longer

#horror #writeblr #my writing

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arpitsrivstva · 3 years

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Here I go...

24 June, 2021 17:17

There is so much good in this world and it’s worth fighting for. I dont remember when I came across this quote but it’s fantastically empowering and soothing, isn’t it?

I always talk to my best friend, with whom I am with, almost all the time - my Laptop;) Because truthfully saying, I dont know who else to trust and spend my time on and with. By talking, I ofcourse mean that I type to it, in it and try to make an imaginary communication which satisfies me in my own way. If simply put, I do journaling on it, yes. I type my heart out in there, about whatever I feel and whatever I want to convey to this tiny world in me and the big world outside. I started doing it in my second year. Now I am in fourth...yes I know right, time flies. I did my whole one and half year journaling in my Laptop, which was almost filled with the massive data collection this curious and stupid mind stored in it, which was actually really valuable to him, and one day, sadly, my hard disk got corrupted and my Laptop shut! I almost had a heart attack when I realized what had happened, but what can I do.. Since then, I have preserved that hard disk in a big hope to get my data back from anywhere one day. Until then, I am using my solid state drive and avoiding any downloading to not screw this one. And ofcourse I will get a back-up of it soon.

I have realized many things in my life, living as an introvert in my school life and as an extrovert, not fully but still trying-to-be-extrovert like, in my college life. I dont know about ambivert or even what I am actually. I dont really care much about these terms to identify a person. I think everyone is introverted in somethings and at some places while the same is for the rest of the two - ambivert and extrovert. But the point is, Being all those things, trying all the forms possible, from being a very conserved kid in school and being made fun of, to being totally opposite in my life later on at my college and around - I have experienced many things how life can be. For me, experience, satisfaction, maturity and understanding what life is, are more important than any other stuff. That’s why I say - I want to do everything! I am curious about almost everything in the world, from which I can spread love, joy and humbleness, and most importantly - soothe people’s heart and mind while making them believe, that life can be a fun and atleast-a-satisfactory adventure for everyone of us. As one of my really life-loving always-positive online friend once put an instagram status of his device’s wallpaper, which was stating in such a cool way, those three magical words - “Life is Fantastic”.

I always enjoy life the best when I am alone. I have a hobby of loneliness, I guess, you are never sure and can never exactly tell if it is a passion, can you! I feel the strongest and most confident when I am the only one with myself. Coz it has always been like that, I think? I have always been the odd one out at everywhere - not complementing myself but stating that people have never really liked me around for a long time. That’s why I try not to be with someone much, long enough to make them think a friend of mine, coz when you give that out, they try to take over you, I mean, what the hell! As soon as I think that someone’s a good person and start trusting them and sharing with, they start showing their true colors, haha. Well, I am not here to bitch about people around me. I have to mind my own business as I am 21 now and have to stand out for myself and most importantly, grow up. I know that good people, if I deserve and if I am lucky enough, will come to me eventually and then we can learn and enjoy in life together (Patience>believe>patience). But until then, I have to handle the situation around me and this flying-time. To stand up on my own legs with my own hard work and determination (Study>explore>study). I really need to do that! I dont need that much, though. I dont get crazy for money or even fame and all. But for now, feeding myself without depending on my dad’s money, would be an enough aim. I need to do that so badly and go and live my life accordingly having a roof on my head earned by my own. There’s a lot of competition but even if I do something out in this and make a stand and place of my own in this humongous world, I would be proud of myself. Moreover, I am excited about the opportunities and resources I will have to improve myself and learn more, when I will have a Job. And obviously, it would be enhanced by the people around me. It would be amazing! But right now, I have to be enjoying the journey. This journey.

I have always wanted to blog. And now I am happy that I am doing it and I will do it quite often, to give updates. I wish it will inspire me and boost me up to do and feel more. It already is:)

#blog #new blog #journaling #life #college life #study #studywithme

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ultralovemeloveme · 6 years

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All About Hu Yi Tian 胡一天

Hu Yi tian or people used to called him as teacher Hu or known as Jiang chen from a love so beautiful was currently became one of the hottest man alive since he reach a stardom from his work A Love So Beautiful

Hu Yi Tian Personal Data

Her Name : Hu Yi Tian

Chinese Name : 胡一天

Nick Name : Teacher Hu, Boss Hu

Country Nationality : Republic of China

Born, Birth date : Hangzhou, 26th December 1993

Ethnic : Han

Zodiac : Capricorn

Shio : Chicken ( Water)

Height : 190 cm

Weight : 65 kg

Measurements: 96.76.98

University : ZheJiang University of Technology

Major Study : Landscape Architecture

Agency : Zhejiang Huace Film & TV

Weibo : 胡一天 (He doesn’t have any other social media)

Hu Yi Tian Fact

For him, One sentence to describe his speciality, “My legs are super long”

His acting skill is awkward for him

He like call me as Teacher Hu or Boss Hu

His Favorite dish is as long as it's meat he will like it

His favourite colours are Black, White and Grey

His lucky number is 8

His Fave idol is Huang Bo

When He alone, he like to play games

He think he will look cool when he work seriously

He said “When I am sad, You can't comfort me no matter what” “When I am angry, I hope you.....”

When he shy his ears will be red

He said he is most passionate when he working and doing things he like

There is funny story when i was born, that day 1993, 26th December. It was Chairman Mao Ze Dong's 100th year birthday anniversary. My parents were very casual about it. Let's call him One Day (Yi Tian). that’s it

Even his Fandom name as Mahjong He dont know how to played it , For him the The game is confusing

Hu Yi Tian also love to eat since his school era

“When I eat too full, then I will take a walk, When I am not full, I won't take a walk”

He start his career because when He was modelling

Before shooting "A love so beautiful", he I did not read the novel. After he accepted he try to read it and he feel that the male character is quite similar to him,

The Similarity between jiang chen and hu yi tian was the heart (when he likes the girl he will stay on it), but he wasn’t as cold as jiang chen

He was prefer a girls to be more initiative

His first love was when he 18 years old

His plan to get married is when he 30 or above 30 years old

He also love to used wechat and memes, Tom and Jerry and etc

He only have one account, his weibo. He don’t update much coz i can’t share much about my private life, i did check on it but i just see it not update it

He likes scenery pictures over his selfie

He choose dog over Cat

He choose Order Delivery over cook

He choose Milk over coffee

He don't really like alcohol

He Choose Romantic films over horror

He choose a girl who has 158 cm tall over 168 cm

He choose a girl who Wear skirt/dress over Wear pants

He choose Younger girl over older

He choose cheerful girl over quite

He has had 3 Ex girl friends so far.

He likes DIY (Do it yourself) He made his own leather wallet.

He is good at cooking.

He used to hate the mole in his nose but has grown to like it.

He was popular in high school and had girls chasing after him.

Hu Yi Tian Ideal type someone who is respectful, with good conduct and academic performance, innocent, kind, cute, lively and cheerful, a girl between 1.4 – 1.8 m tall.

He describes himself as slow to warm up, persistent and down to earth and he wants to be a positive energizer

will update more soon

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“má đi học chán nản thiệt. HN thì dịch mà trường chủ quan. they r not even distancing for once”

“that habit of sitting in the back of the class =)) same here. they must think that you're such a naughty student who couldn't care less about your study, especially with piecing”

“hmm probably, and a guy who has no friend. indeed it was right =)) they r just idotidiot =)))”

“it's just what you think, dude”

“no i dont think much b4 someone says smt. of course it would be prejudice to see just something, to judge they”

“if I were to be in the same class with you right now, like, I were born in 1999, and so on =))|

“you will do what"

“ah no I wonder if we could be friends”

“i think we could be rivals, ya know, 2 distinctive individuals tend to rival each other in a community”

"you know, if I were, I would simply think that you're just another idiot =)) but guess what I have never even bother thinking of others”

“then u r super cool”

“but some guys or some girls are real good. Ah I forgot, my major was English. it's pretty easy to recognize who's good and who's not”

“yeah this stuff even those so called best ones they didnt care enough to search for such a common term on internet like public diplomacy. i mean they r literally normie” as i am”

Lão Hạcahi just better at the urge to search for a termthe urgeis very important i thinkjust like youthe urge to find the absolute answerLão Hạcwell, I guess, on our bygone journey of knowing about this worldwe inevitably accept a certain level of understanding of a concept, in order to move on with another onesureaccept the momentary ignoranceLão Hạcfor example, we must at least reach a general understanding of what Math is, before keeping on learning about integral or derivativebut some people want to revisit the basic ideas when they get older, just to feel less uncertain about this lifeso redefining the abstract concepts are necessaryi think the language as the limitation here, we have to find a way to perceive the abstractionLão Hạcno, it's notwhy?Lão HạcI did read briefly about Levi-Straussi think there are limitations for define things by wordsLão Hạcand I'm not sure how I understood him is correctbut Levi-Strauss, together with some other structuralists, practice a methodthey do not need to find a meaning of a word that is accepted by other peoplebut they try to understand how such a word is different from another, in their mindlike, how is "tinh thần" different from "ý thức"so that their mind is like a structurefor example, the word "institution", or "định chế" in Vietnamesehow can they differ those?Lão Hạcwas adopted by a great number of thinkersin order for them to define the words, they do not borrow the available vocabulary of their languagebut they created new ways of expressing the ideas coming up in their mindit is called

n the mind of the primitivewaitLão Hạcthey do not have sufficient number of concepts to describe thingsok go onLão Hạcso, they must borrow the available wordsfor examples, some ethnic minorities in Vietnam use the word "bụng" to talk about the soul or the character of a personor Nhị Linh, he also practices this methodhe created so many terms to describe his ideasLão Hạc“I have always aimed at drawing up an inventory of mental patterns, to reduce apparently arbitrary data to some kind of order, and to attain a level at which a kind of necessity becomes apparent, underlying the illusions of liberty” (Lévi-Strauss, The Raw and the Cooked, p. 10). [là dựng nên một hệ thống trong đầu để giảm thiểu tính võ đoán của ngôn ngữ? phải chăng đó là lý do luôn cần đặt lại các câu hỏi “nghĩa là gì”? tinh thần là gì?]so the base language was keptbut the experessing was changed?Lão Hạcah noyou keep whatever you want, and debolish whatever you wanthmmmmmLão Hạcso long as you always find a suitable word to describe what you want to sayand you know what it meansso how can i do it effectivelyLão Hạcfor example, when I write some fictional storieswhen i was just doing it at my own will?i meanhow can i criticize myself?Lão HạcI think it is not about criticizing yourselfbecause i can simply do it without thinking much about the true usageLão Hạcbut about thinking in your own watit s just fit for meLão Hạcyeahso i use itLão Hạcbut the most important thing isyou must use it consistentlybut if so, many would be just the same as what i’ve learncause i was used to the usage of the general vocablearnedLão Hạclet me give you some examplesNhị Linh often italicizes the words that he uses with his own understandingfor example:về châm ngôn ở dạng "tổng lực", xem ở kiathơ là trình hiện thực tại theo chiều "dọc"triết là theo chiều "ngang""cái nhìn của""độ rộng""vòng tròn"oofồlà cái kiểu đ ai hiểu :)))Lão Hạcnonhưng mà trong tâm thức mìnhnó là điều hợp lýLão Hạcbut he has a logic behindyeahdo cấu trúc như vậyi seeLão Hạche uses it consistentlywhen he says "vòng tròn Dương Nghiễm Mậu"so i’ve passively used it many timesLão Hạcor "vòng tròn Nhượng Tống"actuallyit s the only way for me to perceive thingsLão Hạcbecause he knows what "vòng tròn" meansand when to use iti think that it’s me who is stupid that i cannot understand things as they areso i have to use my own vocab to visualize thoseLão Hạcno, I think everyone could create their own wordshaso relievedLão Hạccreating new words is a natural practice of language users, especially of writerslevi strauss backed my ass hahasoLão Hạcyou know German is an interesting nation when they have lots of words to describe subtle nuances of meaningit s not necessary if the word is abstract or in general usage right?Lão Hạcwhat do you meani mean my own words, it is not necessary if it’s vu khoát or just tổng quátas long as i know how to use it?Lão Hạcyes, and as long as you could tell other people how you understand ithow it is different from words with somehow similar connotationsso it’s just base on taste of word huh?Lão HạcnoahLão Hạcsome words are sharedokay i seeLão Hạcespecially in the world of sciencemost jargons are based on a common understandinglike "intellectual property"or "internet of things"soLão Hạcso when you use an abstract termyou must know what you mean by thatt phải hiểu được sự phân định giữa các chữ, cụm từLão Hạcand you must use it consistentlyđể chọn ra từ phù hợp nhất?cho từng trường hợp?Lão Hạcyesvu khoát với tổng quát nhìn lướt qua thì giốngLão HạcVietnamese language has been corrupted by Đảng because most of what they say has no meaningvậy nó khác như nào?Lão Hạcwords like "khẩn trương", "phấn khởi", "quan ngại"...are just stupidthey are just like parrots, cannot think of any words to use by themselves, for their own ideaswaitwhy they r stupidLão Hạcbecause whenever a senior leader of the party say something in a conferencetheir speech is stuffed with words that they do not really understand what they meanlolso the problem is not the wordit’s the userLão Hạc" Bối cảnh quốc tế và tình hình trong nước bên cạnh mặt thuận lợi, thời cơ, cũng có nhiều khó khăn, thách thức. Chúng ta đứng trước nhiều vấn đề mới phải xử lý, nhiều việc hết sức phức tạp phải giải quyết."

nhưng mà dùng từ như trên thì saoLão Hạc"phát huy truyền thống tốt đẹp, giữ vững và tăng cường bản chất cách mạng và tính tiên phong của Đảng"i know that they’re just pure has no clear idea at allLão Hạc9 out of 10 lãnh đạo I knowuse the word "phát huy"yea me tooLão Hạc"giữ vững""tăng cường""hết sức khẩn trương""dù còn nhiều bất cập"dùng sai or just vaguely describe the ideaswhich one you re critcizingLão Hạcin an ideal world, if everyone has a fixed structure of language in their own mindthen there's no wrong way of using a wordit's just the difference in my way of using a word and your way of using a word, and we need to compare and contrast our understanding, elaborate it, to understand it otherbut the thing is, most people do not really understand what a word means, and are just too complacent with their ignorance,so we simply keep arguing without clarifying what we mean when we use a wordhmm what if they know exactly why they use those words?and they just use it for the purpose of truyền tải vague idea so no ones can understand the actual flop of the “great idea”truyền tải tiếng anh là gì ta, deliver?Lão Hạcit's pretty easy to see if they are just bluffing or real geniusby looking at the consistency of their word usefor exampleFoucault created a lot of wordsi mean they re bluffing to hide the down sideLão Hạc(some of which he borrows from the ones he read)but people who read his books could tell whether he knows what he saysfor example

this is an essay by Agamben just to summarise what Foucault means by "apparatus"he also use the word "discourse", which is often translated as "diễn ngôn" by Vietnamese peopleand some people have written about what he means by "discourse", and whether his way of using this word is consistent

so you see, in order for Foucault and Chomsky to talk with each other about big ideas, they must at least reach an agreement on what "power" meansso Chomsky must tell Foucault how he understands the word "power", and vice versaIn English language teaching, that process is called "negotiation of meaning"

wowcoolamanso reading those great thinkerswe have to understand words first eh?Lão Hạcsuređiều này chắc liên quan mật thiết đến việc đọc ai đó là khó hay k?Lão Hạcthat's why it's almost impossible to read Deleuzewithout reading people whom he readeven if someone says something like "I read Deleuze just from the standpoint of a Communications researcher" (Vũ Hoàng Long)assuming that you understand what a thinker means by a word, though you haven't read through his works, is "giả vờ đọc"for example, it's easy to translate Nietzsche "will to power" into "ý chí quyền lực", after reading some links on the first page of Googleso the only valid standpoint is the author standpoint right?Lão Hạcbut they do not know that Nietzsche is not the creator of the word "will"what does he mean by "will"and "will" is just an English translation of the German word "wille"which was used by Schopenhauer before Nietzschebut what is "wille"?is it really equivalent to the Vietnamese word "ý chí"?all those who "giả vờ đọc" in Vietnam could never answer thatenlighten me the meaning pleaseLão HạcI haven't read that part of how Schopenhauer define the word "wille"but if I'm not mistakenhe meansthe root cause of everyone's actions is "wille"a turtle want to give birth because of its "wille"shitvậy dịch sao..Lão Hạca wolf eats the turtle because of its willea person wants to becomes a king because of his willecội nguồn ý niệm hành vi?Lão Hạcbecause Schopenhauer's philosophy is pretty close to Eastern philosophiesit's Buddhism that could help us understand Schopenhauerlike Thích Ca Mâu Ni: "một khi còn chấp niệm, là còn trong luân hồi khổ ải"chỉ đến cái trạng thái sắc tức là không mà ko cũng là sắc, tức là không cưỡng cầu, thì mới giải thoát, nhập niết bànaka, wille ~ chấp niệmvọng niệmwhat the fuck :))nhưng màLão Hạcthat's just how I understand itchấp niệmLão Hạcthen he saidlà một hành động mà đúng k?Lão Hạcbecause of willekocòn danh từ ở đây là “niệm”?Lão Hạc"niệm" thì sao là hành động đượclet me finishokieLão HạcSchopenhauer said, because of "wille", one cannot really understand the world as it is, but all the can "perceive" is just a "vorstellung"for example, a guy who wants to become a billionaire see this world as a mountain climb for wealthinessa girl who wants to be the fairest of all women would think that everyone just care about how a woman lookssomething like thatEnglish translation of "vorstellung" is "representation", aka "tái trình hiện"the world they see is not the world as it really is, but a world through their eyesthat's why the title of the greatest book of Schopenhauer is Die Welt als Wille und Vorstellung ("the world as will and representation")and if one translates it as "thế giới như ý chí và tái trình hiện"that must be questionable

hiểu như thế thì đúng là đại ngu đúng ko, 1 người triết gia mà nói câu kiểu "mình cứ muốn gì rồi sẽ làm được" thì quả là nông cạn"thế giới như ý chí" là gì?chắc bọn hiểu kiểu đó sẽ nghĩ là, chỉ cần có ý chí, tất sỏi đá cũng thành cơmand that is bullshitNhị Linh k dùng dấu câu ở ko có gì sai hơn thế làm khó hiểu quáLão Hạcanyway, back to our discussion of the limit of languageI used to say that "language has its own limitation in grasping the shapeless, formless ideas"but now I have to revisit that thought, and I think I was wrong,it must be me who is not skillful enough to grasp things in languagepeople like Levi-Strauss are the ones who master language to the level that they control all the complex ideasso that they could put them into wordsthere is no limitation in language?Lão Hạc(and that's why they are so difficult to read)there isbut whenever there iswe can extend itlanguage is like a world that can be extended to the infinityhmmmmmmmmLão Hạcthat's not my wordsthat's Barthes'do questionablesoLão Hạc"Ngôn ngữ bao trùm toàn bộ hoạt động sáng tạo văn chương như bầu trời và mặt đất bao trùm lấy không gian sống của loài người. Ngôn ngữ không phải vật chất mà là đường chân trời, vừa mang nghĩa một giới hạn vừa mang nghĩa một góc nhìn; nói tóm lại, nó là một vùng yên ổn của không gian có trật tự. "Lão Hạctao lấy ví dụ, khi m có 1 cái gì đó mà m ko thể giải thích bằng lời đcthì đó chỉ là 1 cảm thán ngay lúc đó thôivì rồi sau đó m cũng sẽ tìm đc cách để diễn đạt nó bằng lời, chỉ cần m hiểu đc nó là m sẽ giải thích đccâu trên ai nói vậyLão Hạcđó là cách để mở rộng vốn từ của 1 ngườicâu nào?ngôn ngữ bao trùm gì gì á hảyeLão Hạccủa Roland Barthesohhmmtrên ví như mặt đất bầu trờitiếp theo ví như horizon linecó order và stabilizationhmmmmso confusedLão Hạccũng ko hẳnvì mọi thứ dưới vòm trời này đều có trật tựtức là có vị trí của nó, về kinh độ vĩ độko có cái này nhầm với cái kiathì hệ thống ngôn ngữ trong đầu m cũng v thôii mean it makes me confused to grasp the ideagotta sleep a lil bitcya

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