@FromPhDtoLife A context where I can inspire people/students/anyone willing to have a decent conversation. I love teaching. I love writing. I love my field. I don’t care where I end up. After a lifetime in corporate I yearn for indulgence.
Social media apps as Lord of the Rings characters, a thread:
Twitter: Twitter is Gollum. Began as a normal halfling. Overexposure to evil left it thin and stretched and bitter.
The current size of the AIDS Memorial Quilt is 1.2 million square feet, containing about 48,000 panels memorializing 125,000-plus victims of HIV and AIDS since 1980.
Most kids I talk to today don’t know it exists.
Americans: I use miles and pounds
Europeans: I use kilometres and kilograms
Canadians: [snorting a line of assorted measuring systems] I'm 5'3, I weigh 150lbs, horses weigh 1000kgs, my house is an hour away and I drive 80 km/h to get there, I need a cup of flour and 1L of milk
A little morning humour from my 15-year-old:
Q: Why did American schools stop teaching cursive?
A: Because the letters aren't straight.
Bam.
#uspoli#PrideMonth
“We just think the term “killer whale” is offensive, and what we’re doing here is—we’re coming together, we’re taking the name back. We’re taking away its power”
"No piece of art has ever emotionally affected me the way this robot arm piece has. It's programmed to try to contain the hydraulic fluid that’s constantly leaking out and required to keep itself running...if too much escapes, it will die so it's desperately trying to pull it back to continue to fight for another day. Saddest part is they gave the robot the ability to do these 'happy dances' to spectators. When the project was first launched it danced around spending most of its time interacting with the crowd since it could quickly pull back the small spillage. Many years later... (as you see it now in the video) it looks tired and hopeless as there isn't enough time to dance anymore.. It now only has enough time to try to keep itself alive as the amount of leaked hydraulic fluid became unmanageable as the spill grew over time. Living its last days in a never-ending cycle between sustaining life and simultaneously bleeding out... (Figuratively and literally as its hydraulic fluid was purposefully made to look like it's actual blood).
"The robot arm finally ran out of hydraulic fluid in 2019, slowly came to a halt and died - And I am now tearing up over a friggin robot arm 😭 It was programmed to live out this fate and no matter what it did or how hard it tried, there was no escaping it. Spectators watched as it slowly bled out until the day that it ceased to move forever. Saying that 'this resonates' doesn't even do it justice imo. Created by Sun Yuan & Peng Yu, they named the piece, 'Can't Help Myself'. What a masterpiece. What a message."
Extended interpretations: the hydraulic fluid in relation to how we kill ourselves both mentally and physically for money just in an attempt to sustain life, how the system is set up for us to fail on purpose to essentially enslave us and to steal the best years of our lives to play the game that the richest people of the world have designed. How this robs us of our happiness, passion and our inner peace. How we are slowly drowning with more responsibilities, with more expected of us, less rewarding pay-offs and less free time to enjoy ourselves with as the years go by. How there's really no escaping the system and that we were destined at birth to follow a pretty specific path that was already laid out before us. How we can give and give and give and how easily we can be forgotten after we've gone.. How we are loved and respected when we are valuable, then one day we aren't any longer and we become a burden...and how our young, free-caring spirit gets stolen from us as we get churned out of the broken system that we are trapped inside of. Can also be seen to represent the human life cycle and the fact that none of us make it out of this world alive. But also can act as a reminder to allow yourself to heal, rest and love with all of your heart. That the endless chase for 'more' isn't necessary in finding your own inner happiness.”
- James Kricked Parr
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After running up/downstairs to get a book for a customer and presenting her with it she said ‘oh actually I’ll just get it on Amazon’, then took a photo of it and handed it back to me.
If you want bookshops to exist stop being this lady.
@jackhdonnelly I find the same, but usually attribute the predictable nature to the reductive quality of the world building. LeGuin simplified social aspects to explore the results via narrative. Complexity would have made that harder, more opaque a process. IMHO, of course.
You know what you definitely shouldn’t do right now? Watch Soylent Green. It is in no way relevant now as it was when it was released 50 years ago.
#ReversePsychologyDay
Reading about the Massey Report as an academic while still having the heart of a musician is like playing ping-pong with your head between two equally resilient brick walls.
In 1889, Tit-Bits magazine offered prizes to single, female readers who sent in the best answers to the question: ‘Why Am I A Spinster?’ Here are some highlights...