The onion absolutely skewering AI tech bros.

this is the only valid twitter thread

Alright, who’s gonna draw the fanart of Toothless in a tux

A fancy boy. 

A fancy boy indeed :D Here is my take on TuxToothless

THE WORLD NEEDS MORE TUX TOOTH

He likes his Yaknog shaken, not stirred, thank you very much

I did a thing.

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Star Trek TNG fuck marry kill wheel!!

sorry if your favorite character is missing, I might have forgotten some

Ppl are heavily recommending scavengers reign and I fully have to agree that it is so so 100% worth the watch it actually changed me as a person. I have NOT seen enough people give explicit enough warnings about the gore and death in it (including towards animals/animal adjacent creatures). I say this as someone who's never gotten uncomfortable with animated gore, I was genuinely triggered by the details of a few scenes. There are also incredibly realistic depictions of some forms of abuse and mental breakdowns/mind breaks. This is not to say it's bad at all, it's so so beautiful and the way it animates these things is immaculate. It handles all of its topics with such precision and care and it's just so good. Just please go into it with the expectation that it WILL make you more than a little uncomfortable and prepare accordingly. If you don't end up that upset, at least you were prepared for it if you did. Be safe while watching I love you all mwa mwa.

stop what youre' doing you need to see this

“what kind of Jew are you? are you the kind of Jew that steals land?” asks Florida man. “are you the one that’s starving people?” (he’s singularly doing that from Florida?)

then notice a thrown in conspiracy: “because the Jews get a lot of things for free in this country because they’re Jewish.” (where is the free stuff? do they hide that with our hasbara money? I can’t even get the help I need with my healthcare, clearly I’m missing the free stuff for the Jews hookup).

note now he never uses the z word, it’s just Jews. note how no one intervenes.

note he’s got freaking Spider-Man on his shirt. the irony of how often these people walk around representing things created by Jews.

this Jewish man did nothing wrong. he is existing in the world, picking up medication, wearing a kippa, which freedom of religion and expression gives him the right to do freely and safely.

this is the exact hazard of playing the Good Jew/Bad Jew game. ultimately the motivation doesn’t matter, the Jew in question shall be guilty without any evidence beyond being alive as a Jew. asking someone “what kind of ___ are you?” is unacceptable and prejudiced, and it is also dangerous. in our past, this has led to inquisitions, this has led to pogroms.

things english speakers know, but don’t know we know.

WOAH WHAT?

That is profound. I noticed this by accident when asked about adjectives by a Japanese student. She translated something from Japanese like “Brown big cat” and I corrected her. When she asked me why, I bluescreened.

What the fuck, English isn’t even my first language and yet I picked up on that. How the fuck. What the fuck.

Reasoning: It Just Sounds Right

Oooh, don’t like that. Nope, I do not even like that a little bit.  That’s parting the veil and looking at some forbidden fucking knowledge there.

How did I even learn this language wtf

I had to read “brown big cat” like three times before my brain stopped interpreting it as “big brown cat”

I’m kinda reading “brown big cat” as “brown (big cat)”, that is, a “big cat” - like a tiger or lion or other felid of similar size - that happens to be brown. “Big brown cat”, on the other hand, sounds more like a brown cat that’s just a bit bigger than a regular housecat - like a bobcat or a maine coon cat or something like that.

yeah, a brown big cat is almost certainly a puma. a big brown cat is probably a maine coon.

yeah, if you put the adjectives out of order you wind up implying a compound noun, which is presumably why we have this rule; we stripped out so much inflection over the centuries word order now dictates a huge amount of our grammar

Just looked up why we do this and one of the first lines in this article is, “Adjectives are where the elves of language both cheat and illumine reality.” so I know it’s a good article.

Things this article has taught me:

TL;DR: No one knows why we do this adjective thing but it’s pretty hardwired in.

@deadcatwithaflamethrower Linguistics tidbit.

in superman adventures #19, there’s a villain named multi-face who can convincingly disguise himself as anyone, even tricking dna tests and x-ray vision. Superman initially can’t stop him

and the only reason he gets caught is because multiface decides to disguise himself as, of all people, CLARK KENT i’m screaming

why do villains always mess up so badly

Clark Kent attending Bruce Wayne’s yacht party where Bruce told Clark to wear his clothes and……

This bullshit needs to get into the movies, not edgy-grimdark shit

I especially love the fact that, in many depictions, Bruce Wayne somehow ended up looking similar enough to the one Kryptonian on Earth that they can Parent Trap people

*Deathstroke bursts into the Legion of Doom headquarters* “Guys, you won’t believe this, but I think Bruce Wayne is Superman!“

today I learned that Clark Kent is sloppy drunk and I am in eternal gratitude for that

sard borken

A quote from the Wikipedia page of German-American Jewish scientist, Albert Einstein.

What's notable here is how academics and intellectuals raised almost no protest to the systematic purging of Jews from universities in Germany. This is because, as historian Niall Ferguson has noted, that German academics had been promulgating the intellectual basis of Nazism during the 1920's (and probably beforehand).

What we can see here is that rather than defending the dignity and liberty of the individual, academics and intellectuals were the first in line to accept, permit, and collaborate with tyranny. They believed and invented lies. They turned a blind eye to mounting crimes against humanity.

When we look on today's college campuses and see a rising sea of hatred against Jewish students; when we see thousands of non-Jewish students showing little to no concern whatsoever for the rise in antisemitic hatred; when we see academics who glorify Jew-hating mass murderers, we should not be surprised.

What has been is what will be.

The academics who have promulgated anti-Jewish hatred (or stood by and allowed it to spread) today are betraying the same spirit as the German academics who allowed German Jews to be purged and threatened with death by the Nazi regime. And, like the German academics of the 20's and 30's, they believe that their betrayal of justice and liberty are all in the public's best interests.

Of course, they have been wise enough to change their official scapegoat from the Jews to "Israel".

But the net result is the same: Jews-- no matter how great their achievements, like those of Einstein-- are being purged from academic spaces and polite society, once again, to virtually no protest from their peers.

Silver Armor <3 Spent so much time adding the little details, and I think it was all worth it! I haven't painted Astrid in super long time and I really enjoyed revisiting the music of the films while making this :)

nothing like rereading a book you loved when you were younger only to realize the author can't write

Oh gods, THIS!!

From an earlier post:

...On some summer night in 1962, my folks took me to the drive-in and we saw a film called First Spaceship On Venus. (God only knows why they did this, except I was already a space nut and they were humoring me.)

To say I was absolutely smitten with this movie would be putting it mildly. Even so I wasn’t smitten enough to last all the way through to the end: this was the era of double features, I have no memory of what the first movie was, and then as now I wasn’t much good at staying up late. But I carried the memory of FSOV well into adulthood as a terrific movie with a beautiful spaceship and wonderful aliens—just a completely fabulous movie, a seminal experience in a life already grounded on an understanding that science fiction was a wonderful thing.

Fast forward fifteen or so years, to the point where I’m working as David Gerrold’s assistant. David has always been an early adopter, and he had gotten one of the very first domestic VCRs, a massive U-Matic thing (I think this is the one. Dear God what a dinosaur). At some point or another I noticed that FSOV was scheduled on TV on one of the LA-area channels that showed old movies late at night. I begged David to record the thing for me, as though I hadn’t seen it since I was ten, I could still remember how it thrilled me way back when.

So he recorded it, and the next day after I finished what work needed doing, I sat down and watched it.

I wouldn’t be understating to describe this film as a train wreck from beginning to end.* (It’s been on MST3K, with reason.) I watched in horror as a badly put-together plot full of stilted performances unspooled itself between two planets. And those cool little alien robots?

They were ping-pong balls with pipecleaners stuck in them.

I was, to put it mildly, disillusioned.

…And left in a quandary. What the hell had happened? Why were the little alien robots or whatever so wonderful in my memory? Why did memory insist it was a terrific movie when adult experience made it plain it was a turkey? It wasn’t about comparative critical ability… not that much. I could be pretty scathing about bad movies when I was ten.  Don’t get me started on The Brain from Planet Arous. Or The Crawling Eye, which terrified me out of my wits for about a week until I saw it a second time on one of the local NY stations that would repeat a single film three or four times in a day/week] and thought, in a burst of shattering clarity, “Boy is this stupid!” )

I came back to the problem occasionally as the years went by, and worried at it in search of answers, and got none… until I started getting fan mail on my books. The praise went way beyond heartening, sometimes. People were waxing enthusiastic over stuff I was sure I had not done—didn’t think to include, wasn’t smart enough (yet) to write. Textual inspection was no help. I knew what words were there but not how these readers were deriving what they saw and loved from it.

But slowly a theme started to emerge.  These readers, regardless of age, were making my work better than it really was—for the author’s value of “really”. They were doing with my stuff exactly what ten-year-old-me had done with FSOV. Their enthusiasm and wholehearted commitment to the material was helping them find virtues in it that I couldn’t feel responsible for… and maybe it didn’t strictly matter who was responsible, or if they were. Enjoyment happened. And who the hell in their right mind would step on that, just for the sake of being right?

At the end of the day, it’s just love, I guess. You fall in love with something and you’re impelled to make it better, willing to forgive it all kinds of faults and improve it inside your head. Here as in so many other places, perhaps it’s that simple: “love is the answer.” …Who knew. 😄

*At the meta level too, it turns out. Including uncredited, unlicensed music from other SF or horror movies, and a script with three writing teams and twelve drafts of the screenplay. Sweet holy Thoth but the mind boggles.