The Covidians are hurting those people with Long Covid, not helping them. Insisting against all evidence that everyone will get Long Covid and that as you get reinfected you will inevitably be struck with it because your immune system deteriorates is crazy talk. And it’s just fucking not how immune systems work at all.
It’s strange to watch people self-own. But religion often does that. And that’s all it is at this point: faith and fervor.
Ty for mentioning Y2K here. There is still a widespread myth among the non-technical that Y2K was no big deal because nothing bad happened; that is super frustrating among those of us who busted our butts fixing and testing code for long (and apparently unappreciated) hours.
— Everything Is Data (@EverythngIsData) December 31, 2022
Looking back, I kinda wish we’d done nothing and then watched people’s bank accounts go negative, airliners crash, hospitals shut down, had nuclear reactors and power stations go offline. Because all of that would’ve happened and more.
Why beclown yourself so? Just why do it?
When a problem is averted through hard work, it tends to get forgotten. https://t.co/L194r3WGoa
— zeynep tufekci (@zeynep) December 31, 2022
The curse of IT: the better you are, the less people notice you. People think the Y2K bug was not a real problem because we fucking fixed it beforehand.
Friends, what are some good medical texts for an amateur to begin learning cardiology? Thanks!
— Trishank Karthik Kuppusamy (@trishankkarthik) December 29, 2022
The best two that I’ve read:
Essential Cardiology: Principles and Practice by Clive Rosendorff
Heart in Fours: Cardiology for Residents and Practitioners by Pothuri Radha and Krishna Murthy
I read those quite a few years ago now so there could be newer, better books.
You can avoid all the dangers, live in isolation, hide from the world. You can seal the windows shut, wear a mask, talk to no one and do nothing. The castle on the hill seems safe. The self-imposed prison. The phantasm of the unassailable sanctuary.
But there’s no safe harbor, not in this life. No final refuge. Our fate is written before we’re born. To borrow from Johnny Cash, no matter what you do sooner or later god’s gonna cut you down.
The first ten on today’s playlist:
I am so annoyed that people keep thinking I’m dating my father.
The opposite problem: I was with a younger friend in a supermarket. She’s around 20 years my junior but looks even younger than that, and has very youthful-seeming, girlish mannerisms and a baby face. I think to a lot of people she seems ~14. (For the fuddy-duddies, nosy nellies and other assorted worthless clowns, no, she was not a minor, being in her mid-20s).
Anyway, my friend was goofing around with me in an aisle and leaning on me a little. At the same time both of us noticed a 45-ish-year-old woman just glaring at us with the most intense death stare you can imagine. You know, the typical Karen glarin’. My friend, being a huge extrovert and completely unafraid of confrontation and like me having almost no capacity for embarrassment, immediately threw her arms around me and nearly shrieked:
“Oh, Mikey, when are you gonna put a BABY IN ME LIKE YOU DID SISTER-MOTHER?”
I’ve never seen someone vacate an aisle so quickly without running as that woman did. It was so, so great. The look on the Karen’s face can’t really be conveyed but it was a mixture of horror, fascination and something more than that…jealousy? Or perhaps regret that she didn’t get to diminish other’s good times and friendship? (A lot of women like that seem to just live to do that.)
With the Karen firmly banished, we were laughing like lunatics till I realized that we should leave the store as I thought we just might get arrested. God that was so much fun, popping that woman’s bubble just a little. Get on up in other people’s business, suffer the consequences.
I still can’t get over the fact nor can I understand that people browse the internet with their phones. Such a terrible experience.