"write a detailed description" OK sure so I'm a professional illustrator, I really like coyotes, one time I got stung by a wasp when I was trying to pick up my drink, there's like 20 unfinished WIPs on my ipad at a time. Mexican chaos goblin living in Switzerland. Sometimes I look at my cat and zone the fuck out, I wish I had more plants
I’m sorry, I don’t want to come across as harsh, but this is honestly ignorant as fuck.
I’m not gonna claim to know everything about the importance of studying dead languages, but I think I can safely say that it would probably be a really bad thing if we lost these languages to time if we didn’t have people studying them.
We can lose hundreds if not THOUSANDS of years of story-telling history if these languages end up forgotten.
I can’t put it into clear words right now because I’m busy or go int depth because I only have a common sense understanding, but I just wanted to address this. So if anybody on Tumblr who’s more qualified to speak on this kind of matter wants to explain, then please take the floor for me.
Many, many English words have Latin roots, so studying Latin can expand your English vocabulary to the point that you won’t even need to check the dictionary meaning if you can recognize its Latin roots.
Additionally, you can make up new words as needed by mashing together Dead Words.
Lots of scientific jargon use Latin and Ancient Greek exactly because they’re dead languages - the meaning of those words are set in stone. Studying those languages can help you understand and remember the extremely complex strings of words common in those topics.
Latin is the Mother of Romance languages. Just studying Latin can make it easier to adapt to the grammar rules of the other Romance languages, or even help you Frankenstein out a meaning of a simple paragraph.
All translation is a series of compromises. Even if Ye Olde Latin Text has been translated to English again and again and again, there WILL BE several points where the translator had to circumnavigate the translation to a phrase because the exact tone and concept is difficult to convey in English!!! (I am bilingual and this problem frustrates me to no end!!)
And that’s approaching this problem in good faith. We have a history of people outright lying about their translation credentials, deliberately translating a text “wrong” for their own benefit, or adding flourishes that drastically change the tone of the translation. Reviewing that 18th-century English translation of some 13th-century Latin book instead of just thoughtlessly reprinting it is vital to having a clear understanding of that book and placing it in its proper context.
We have a LOT of untranslated archived material that have text written in dead languages, Latin included. Translating these provide us history.
And last but not the least:
Things do not have to be “useful” to have value.
also dead does not mean no longer in use, it means no longer CHANGING. No new words are being added to that dictionary. That’s all it means. Latin is only dead bc new words aren’t being added to its dictionary
Amazing how every guide on interacting with police, including ones that are explicitly pro-cop, are indistinguishable from guides on how to avoid being attacked by a wild animal.
Don’t make any sudden movements, avoid eye contact, stay calm or you WILL die. Wait, what do you mean this is advice for interacting with a human being and not a hungry bear?
“Keep your hands on the steering wheel and don’t have anything in them, a police officer might mistake a cellphone for a weapon.” Okay, should I also hold my hand out for him to sniff when he approaches so that he knows I’m not a threat?
Don’t worry officer, I’m not reaching into my glove compartment for a gun, I’m grabbing the bag of beggin’ strips in hopes that your power trip and homicidal impulses will be appeased with a little treat :3
guy who turns into a glass of milk when he gets angry and girl who turns into a plate of cookies when she’s upset having a bitter argument with each other next to the chimney on christmas eve at 11:59 pm
This is the funniest thing I’ve seen about the whole Musk Twitter Event because imagine being so bad that John Green, the man who was famously run off Tumblr by literal maniacs editing his post to a serenade to cocks in the Green Cock Incident, considers Twitter to be The Worst Site, ie worse than Tumblr. Insane
We have regular doors on either side of revolving doors because 492 people died at the Cocoanut Grove in 1942. We have radar for air traffic control and the Federal Aviation Administration because two planes collided over the Grand Canyon in 1956. Natural gas smells like that because it didn’t before it blew up the New London school in 1937 and killed around 300 people. We have a LOT of fire safety rules because of the Triangle Shirtwaist factory fire. We have stronger cockpit doors because of 9/11 and stronger security for employees because of Pacific Southwest Flight 1771 and lighted aisles on planes because of Air Canada Flight 797.
I mean, that’s just off the top of my head after getting home from working twelve hours overnight. Two hundred and twelve episodes of @disasterarea-podcast, and nearly all of them involved the disaster in question spawning new regulations or rules to prevent the same thing from happening again.
actually i’d like to point out: we have safety regulations because people PROTESTED AND FOUGHT AND STRUCK AND DEMONSTRATED AND RAISED HELL. it took the bereaved families of those who died in the triangle shirtwaist factory years of campaigning for the government to pass regulations about fire and door locks. it took open warfare–the government was sending in troops, dropping bombs– for miners in appalachia to get basic safety regulations. it takes parent groups and boycots and unions fighting cops in the street. it takes marches on washington. it takes a lot of journalism.
the government does nothing for the silent dead, the humble dead, the polite dead. a dead body is shoveled into the ground and forgotten by the next business quarter.
safety regulations are not written in the blood of silent, disposable victims. they’re written in the blood of those who split their knuckles and screamed their throats raw for a better world.
don’t ever underestimate the value of protest.
the government does nothing for the silent dead, the humble dead, the polite dead. a dead body is shoveled into the ground and forgotten by the next business quarter.
“This is hilarious. It appears that Twitter is DDOSing itself.
The Twitter home feed’s been down for most of this morning. Even though nothing loads, the Twitter website never stops trying and trying.
In the first video, notice the error message that I’m being rate limited. Then notice the jiggling scrollbar on the right.
The second video shows why it’s jiggling. Twitter is firing off about 10 requests a second to itself to try and fetch content that never arrives because Elon’s latest genius innovation is to block people from being able to read Twitter without logging in.
This likely created some hellish conditions that the engineers never envisioned and so we get this comedy of errors resulting in the most epic of self-owns, the self-DDOS.
Unbelievable. It’s amateur hour.”
So he artificially limited the number of tweets you can see per day with a “free” account.
Once you hit your limit, it stops you from loading the page. But it also doesn’t know WHY it isn’t loading, so it keeps TRYING.
Twitter is literally hitting itself in the face ten times per second per user.
This is so completely amateurish it’s unbelievable. It’s like putting your car in neutral and slamming your foot on the gas until your engine redlines and then wondering why it’s making a horrible noise and a terrible smell but not going anywhere.
It gets worse
This is so comically bad I don’t how to explain it to people who aren’t chronically online l😂😂😂
I mean people of a certain age use Twitter for everything from talking to friends to getting news
Its like, imagine if your tv just turned off after you watched it for two hours and couldn’t be turned back on from 24 hours
No it’s absolutely terrible. There are people who freelance and are artists who do most of their finding of work on Twitter.
[ID: a tweet from user @NailsNCrowns (miguel gomez stan account.) that reads “someone put together a google doc of 150 gynecologists that will tie your tubes without asking if you have kids, your marital status and no matter your age. It’s sorted by alphabetical order by state.” They include the link. Below is another tweet that reads “if your city isn’t on the list, please check back in a few hours because the list is updated hourly.” /end ID]
things that made me stop wanting to die that require no effort whatsoever
change the color used to highlight text on your laptop
move the pictures on your wall
stack whatever clutter is in your room into piles even if you don’t have time to clean it all
slightly vary your commute, even just by one street
change where you sit and scroll aimlessly on your phone even if it’s only to the chair in your room instead of your bed
drink water or juice out of a wine glass in the morning because nothing is real
shower with the lights off, without music
buy $3 flowers at trader joe’s—they look bad next to the more expensive ones but they look so good in your room
start typing things you don’t post into your notes. your thoughts can be worth documenting even if you don’t deem them worth sharing
wake up super early just once. you don’t have to make it a habit it’s just extra satisfying to go to bed that night
listen to the entirety of your favorite album from 2015
Almost all of these are about variety. Humans need stimulation! We need enrichment! We literally cannot do the same thing every day!
The other day I was feeling miserable, so I hopped on a bus and rode it all the way back to where I’d started, and my brain, which had finally had some proper stimulation via new environments, was suddenly ready to go again!
This is why taking walks/drives and trying new hobbies are good for you! Don’t turn yourself into a sad zoo animal! You need some pumpkins to roll around in your enclosure!
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