

Only one, here, but stored in unexpected locations.
My Dearest Sinophobes:
Your knee-jerk downvoting of anything that features any hint of Chinese content doesn’t hurt my feelings. It just makes me point and laugh, Nelson Muntz style as you demonstrate time and again just how weak American snowflake culture really is.
Hugs & Kisses,
张殿李
P.S.:
Only one, here, but stored in unexpected locations.
It’s been tried here. Didn’t work well. 😉
A little wedge-shaped thing that opens jar lids without effort (especially now that I’ve done weight training and have a grip).
Shopping. Definitely shopping. Flower teas. Flowers in general.
I’m not sure you can triple the rapes of 15th-century Britain.
The big one for me is to raise men properly.
Just as a side note, but there is a point to it, when I pass by my compound’s little park, there’s always a bunch of children (12 and under) playing. And I always laugh at how the girls are some of the most vicious when it comes to competitive activities with the boys. Whether it’s ball games or just roughhousing the girls are in the thick of things, swinging fists, throwing stuff, even kicking with gay abandon when things get rough.
But a handful of years later this is not the case. Something between the ages of 12 and 18 (which is where I got them when I was teaching) transformed them utterly into these meek, non-physical, non-confrontational people.
The way almost all societies are right now, women are raised to serve others (husbands, yes, but also society) and boys are barely raised at all, allowed instead to effectively run wild. (“Boys will be boys.”) This means that we’re raised to be wives, but they aren’t raised to be husbands. (For the situation, natch, where we have “traditional” nuclear pairing.)
We need to change the culture. We need to raise boys to be functional elements of society. We need to instill in them the expectation that they too serve: their wives and society at large. All the other solutions to the violence against women situation are temporary stopgaps (though obviously still desirable): easily accessed shelters, better economic support, reproductive rights, easily accessed (and attentive) mental health support, etc. But for something that is effective in the long term we need a change at the societal level, and it needs to begin with the men.
Actually that’s not an angle I’d suspected. Nice.
Yes, I noticed it. It’s really repulsive.
It does, doesn’t it?
It won’t stop them from being really annoying sex pests though. 😩
Wait, you mean MEN, in TECH, have problems with CONSENT and women saying “NO”?
This is my surprised face: 😐
5:30 on workdays, anywhere between 7:30 to 11:00 on weekends.
O Brother was brilliant and introduced me to a bunch of musicians I’d never known before.
Ooh! That sounds like fun! Make a bunch of bingo cards and see how quickly we can fill them all!
Instead of that free one in the middle we’ll put #NotAllMen because that’s guaranteed to be referenced every time.
Ugh. Another topic that brings the rats out of the corners. This seems to be almost as bad as #ManOrBear.
The fact that you don’t know the answer to that question yourself is pretty much clinching evidence that it’s AI code.
I’m pretty sure that entire message was provided by degenerative “AI”. It just reeks of the format and language of an LLM chat bot.
Could people who have actual technical skills check something for me? Does this code even work?
“Boom, baby, BOOM! I’m the Evil Midnight …”
Never mind.
For those hitting Wired’s paywall: https://archive.is/fMTwf
Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson decide to go on a camping trip. After dinner and a bottle of wine, they lay down for the night, and go to sleep.
Some hours later, Holmes awoke and nudged his faithful friend.
“Watson, look up at the sky and tell me what you see.”
Watson replied, “I see millions of stars.”
“What does that tell you?”
Watson pondered for a minute.
“Astronomically, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets.” “Astrologically, I observe that Saturn is in Leo.” “Horologically, I deduce that the time is approximately a quarter past three.” “Theologically, I can see that God is all powerful and that we are small and insignificant.” “Meteorologically, I suspect that we will have a beautiful day tomorrow.” “What does it tell you, Holmes?”
Holmes was silent for a minute, then spoke: “Watson, you idiot. Someone has stolen our tent!”