A question for my philosophy twitter friends. When I ask a question on Twitter and you reply with a link to a 20k word article on Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy, what are you expecting to happen next?
— 🔥Kareem Carr🔥 (@kareem_carr) December 28, 2020
Who cares? Read the article or don’t. Not everything can be summed up in a fucking tweet.
it is weird, now that there is a for-profit discourse industry, watching every facet of every piece of fiction being reduced to a 1:1 "learning experience," as if people aren't able to watch a fictional character do a thing without thinking "hmm, looks like a role model to me." https://t.co/BJ4GyQInm1
— Lindsay Ellis (@thelindsayellis) December 28, 2020
Strange how many libs think that the portrayal of something is an endorsement. That is, no matter how it’s portrayed or in what context.
The stupidest example of this I’ve seen lately is libs castigating some WWII movie for the Nazis wearing swastikas. Which, you know, I don’t even know what to say about that it’s just so harebrained.
if you threw a baseball at .9c from a major league pitchers mound, it would still take more time to get to the batters box than the tick-to-trade of some hft firms
— emily 🎄 (@theemilyaccount) December 28, 2020
And if you did that, it’d also destroy everything in about a 100 mile radius.
So don’t do that.
What restaurant did you think was nice as a kid but when you became an adult realized it wasnโt that nice?…
— John Crist (@johnbcrist) December 27, 2020
Red Lobster.
At the time, it was by far the nicest and the priciest restaurant in my hometown. My grandparents took me there once as a kid and it was the most expensive meal I ate until I was in my 20s.
Politically and societally, a lot of people don’t want to believe that things are as broken as they are because if they did believe that then they’d have to do something about it.
That applies to many areas, including the pandemic and climate change. Common human failing there.
Tonight we are down to one vent for whole hospital. ICU capacity horrid. Death and sadness everywhere. Exhausted healthcare workers running on fumes eating just one meal daily. Non stop relentless work. ED holding ICU patients. Please #WearAMask
— Haley-ICU (@haley_icu) December 25, 2020
Funny how that “hoax” pandemic keeps filling up hospitals and morgues. How in the world does that happen.
I hate USB-C and everything to do with USB-C. It all works like such fucking garbage horseshit. It’s a huge step down in usability and capability.
My work laptop has USB-C ports only and nothing works right pretty much ever. And it requires a million dongles that also all don’t work.
USB-C is typical removal of control from the user to satisfy large corps.
In two years and two months of working out I’ve only missed a planned workout day once, I think.
It might not even have been once because I can’t recall the specific event. So perhaps zero. Not everyone needs to be quite that consistent, of course. But it sure helps.
Pretty proud of myself for that dedication.
Ok, I don't have 2020 favorite papers for 2020, but I did learn a couple of things this year. Here is a slow moving thread of the ideas I learned about this year. Many of these ideas are old, but they were new to me!🧵
— Aaron Roth (@Aaroth) December 18, 2020
Some of these I was vaguely familiar with, but great thread.
No way I have time to read and understand all those papers, though.
Yes, that is the goal. You aren’t McDonald’s, Cheesecake Factory or some shitty Darden brand, so you must be destroyed.
The pandemic became a great excuse to make this happen. Seizing opportunity when it presents itself and all that — the plutes excel at it.
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.
(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.)
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.
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.
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.