On reading a bit more of it, I truly and deeply detest Maria Dahvana Headley’s Beowulf translation.
Not only is it just pointless, it’s not even fun. The last thing I need is lolcats Twitter-speak in my Beowulf.
Day: December 26, 2020, 9:04 PM
Bookage
(Some people would've said that book was absolutely not for a 7-year old, but when something's obviously not for you at 7 but IS absolutely for you it makes it feel secret and special in a way nothing else the rest of your life will touch)
— Bo Bolander (@BBolander) December 26, 2020
I was reading Clive Barker, Herman Melville and Stephen King at that age. And I turned out just fine.
(No, I don’t know what you mean about the hitchhikers buried under the porch. There must be some mistake.)
Tank
ยซ ..Quand tu bosses chez Dassault et que tu passes en tรฉlรฉtravail ร partir de lundi…! ยป
😊 pic.twitter.com/II11F61yIB— Eva ะญะฒะฐะฝะพะฒะฝะฐ 🔯🎶🎸🌈 (@spetsnagirl2) December 18, 2020
C’est une rรฉservoir auxiliaire. Ce n’est pas une bombe. Pourtant, totalement รฉtrange.
Transactive
I was thinking about prudishness again, and the liberal tendency toward it, and while I believe a lot of that does come from precariousness, as a friend of mine posited, it also emerges from all becoming transactional.
What I mean is that when all your interactions and all your affections become a transaction, prudishness is a way to hoard your wealth of such things. Since nothing can be given freely or for the joy of it, or even received, prudishness is the gate and/or the tax on such newly-commodified transactions.
Thus, prudishness is the logical market charge or at least the turnstile that precedes the now-commodified activity.
Non Est Ad Astra
It's compromised by jingoism and money and a hundred damn things but I love the part of us that went to space, that spent untold effort and skill and quite a few lives to step into the most hostile environment imaginable so we could know things.
— Dave Mayoโฝ (@pobocks) December 22, 2020
That is indeed the best of humanity. I feel the same. Despite all the complexities and compromises, what a noble, amazing thing to have done. We should have and could have achieved so much more and not let the liberal and conservative pieties (respectively) deny the universe to us.
Truthing
I used to teach social cognition skills to people with schizophrenia and I often think about how Left Twitter would benefit from the same treatment.
— Syd (@SydneyAzari) December 23, 2020
It’s funny because it’s true.
Ed Up
Titles donโt make you better than anyone else, and they shouldnโt be bragging rights. Jesus Christ, weโre trying to build a more equal society. That doesnโt begin with putting your stupid fucking degrees in your handle. I cannot relate to this stream of โfeminismโ in the least. https://t.co/TFCqjxF8Ag
— britney gil, NJHS, bus patrol (@_britneygil) December 16, 2020
I agree!
-Mike, CISSP, CCNP, CCDP, AWS CSAA, MCSE, MCP, VCP-DCV, ITIL, Sec+
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Pod But Not Lib Kind
An amazing spaceship recliner pod, available in the 1982 Neiman Marcus Christmas Book. Yours for a cool $32,000. pic.twitter.com/4VVPK2IniB
— Humanoid History (@HumanoidHistory) December 19, 2020
I wonder if anyone actually bought this? $32,000 in 1982 is $85,0000 in real dollars. That’s a big fucking chunk of change for a fancy chair.