Minha estadia nos escombros desta rede social chegou ao fim: 90% da linha do tempo são propagandas e o resto é conteúdo de gente que não sigo. Já deu.
Estarei no site do céu azul, até que se torne outra bagunça como esta.
https://t.co/IVbD5sMWm4
Retomando as atividades de @hugocristo para divulgar a volta do blog: https://t.co/U3fZAI0LHb
São 24 anos do domínio https://t.co/O2hxnBxL2n ❤️
A partir de agora, este perfil fica dedicado ao podcast e temas relacionados.
Animado com a “Small Web”: https://t.co/YYOdlh0nl0
Quando o artigo saiu, eu printei e espalhei por aí, já esperando o rebote. É uma baita discussão para quem gosta do tema. Independente de a teoria ficar de pé, me encanta acompanhar a resistência a novas ideias científicas, especialmente as que tentam dar respostas fundamentais.
Os pesquisadores @leofn3 e @do_paulo vão participar nos dias 19 e 20/10 do XX Seminário Internacional Nanotecnologia, Sociedade e Meio Ambiente
Link: https://t.co/Vt87gSnAQN
Haverá transmissão pelo Youtube com emissão de certificado!
@fabiomalini@pavesipavesi@psimatematica
Estou há mais de 60 dias tentando receber reembolso da @Sympla sem sucesso. O atendimento dá uma desculpa nova a cada interação no Zendesk e deixa o chamado expirar. Lamentável, nunca mais.
@vamoss Sensacional. Da comunidade, conheço o gênio @omarckal desse sempre e mais recentemente o incansável @villares
Vou espiar o link e seguimos em contato!
Ben Fry é um gigante e os rumos recentes do Processing são parte das razões que me fazem manter o RocketSocket fechado, por enquanto. Parece muito difícil escolher um caminho para manter uma plataforma criativa aberta e 100% orientada aos interesses da comunidade de usuários.
I have made the extremely difficult decision to resign from the Processing Foundation. I am absolutely heartbroken, and have not slept well for months.
@vamoss Eu estou nessa área desde o Design by Numbers do Maeda, e mesmo um pouco antes (fui demoscener até 2000).
O sucesso do Processing me parece justamente decorrer dessas escolhas difíceis e que não tenho condições de tomar, por enquanto.
PS: Tem artigo/vídeo do RS no meu site 😊
@vamoss O RocketSocket é um projeto pequeno gerado na minha tese e está restrito ao curso de Design da Ufes.
Há um abismo entre o que eu faço e a capacidade de oferecer oficinas, cursos, monitorar e apoiar comunidades online, ou viabilizar iniciativas como um Coding Train.
Yesterday I spent 9 hours in the street with the homeless. I didn’t plan to spend my day that way, but that is what happened.
This is a heartbreaking story about someone that will never have a voice. Please help give her a voice.
I was walking down Peachtree street in Atlanta when someone asks me for a cigarette. Without lifting my eyes from my phone I grab my of cigarettes and extend my arm towards the voice.
When I lift my head I see S, a young woman on her early 30s. She is wearing a stained sweatshirt and holding on to a pillow. The only thing I could say at that moment is: do you need some help?
She asks me if I can buy her a spiked strawberry drink that contains a special chemical that Joe Biden puts in there for her to help her focus. At first I thought she was kidding. She was not.
We walk down Peachtree Street to a QuickTrip where I find the drink she requested and sat down on the floor at a nearby building. She demands I keep my head next to the concrete wall to avoid getting shot. It is a beautiful autumn morning with no danger in sight.
She tells me that she is vice president of the United States and thar Joe wants her to be the next president. She tells me that she has to pay attention to everything to make sure the bombs don’t go off and we are all safe. She is serious. I sit patiently next to her.
She tells me she is friends with the president of North Korea. She tells me that the daughter of a polish terrorist lives inside here head. She tells me that she was forced to have sex with the Taliban. She tells me that her good friend, the president of Russia is dead and that Saddam is alive. She tells me dozens of incoherent stories about how she is saving the world with her mind. She is not particularly high or drunk at that moment. She is in an advanced state of paranoid schizophrenia.
I can see the skin between her shoes and pants has been eaten by ticks and bugs. The white of her left eye is still bright red from a recent beating. Every night the purge comes for her. And, as you will see, that part is real.
Eventually we get up and go to “the store,” a cvs where I buy her some clothes, wipes, listerine, and other necessities. I give her some cash and walk slowly across the street to a T-mobile store where I buy her a prepaid phone.
We sat on the floor until noon when I return to my hotel for a meeting. Two hours later I am out in the street.
S is curled up behind a tree watching music videos on her new cellphone. She is scared. All the cars are aiming at her and want to run her over. This time she asked me for food (she didn’t want any during the morning), so I start looking for a place.
As I walk I start looking for services I could call. I find a mobile crisis team focused on mental and behavioral health, and have a long call with a kind person on the other end of the line. She understands, but she tells me that she can only send people to make an assessment. I take her offer, give her my hotel address, and go sit next to S.
I wait and wait for the phone call. The mental health crisis team is finally at my hotel. We are one block away. I beg them to come to us, since she won’t come to them, and she’s only trusts me. They don’t give me an inch.
I walk slowly in their direction and manage to get her to follow me. But as soon as she sees the people (who are nice and dressed as civilians), she bolts. I try to reason with them and explain them that S cannot simply take a phone call from them. The two older people in the team understand. I see it in their eyes. But the team is led by a person in her 20s that doesn’t.
I follow S down the street and find her sitting on the floor next to the Quiktrip. I stabilize her. She tells me that these people wanted to kill me and that she will protect me. I text the address to the mental health workers but they wouldn’t come down three blocks. They tell me they can call an ambulance and I accept.
Los diálogos interuniversitarios nos llevan a experiencias transformadoras y muy positivas, de las cuales los principales beneficiados/as son nuestros/as ciudadanos/as estudiantes. Gracias, Prof. Hugo Cristo Sant'Anna. EAN/UFES @UniversidadEAN@ufesoficial
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@vmkern@HelderGusso Não citarei nomes para não ofender paixões alheias… Mas há uma galera que violenta o vocabulário de outras áreas para emplumar questões simples nas humanidades. Questões que têm vocabulário próprio, preciso e mais pertinente para os mesmos problemas.
@vmkern@HelderGusso Eu não conheço os desdobramentos da “pegadinha” de Sokal na física, mas nas humanas achei o ataque pertinente. Há exemplos de sobra, mesmo entre os figurões pós-modernos, de abusos com matemática e física. Escrita rebuscada, tentando parecer profunda e totalmente sem sentido.