cyrelia-j
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Star Trek- mainly DS9 with lots of Jack), my writing, art and lots o random retro sci fi/fantasy stuff. Also, check out My AO3 and redbubble. You can also buy me a ko-fi
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you ever just sit and realise u can’t remember 80% of your childhood? like … what happened? who am i ..?
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Raising money for Chelsea Manning
As power concentrates into ever-fewer hands, we are increasingly dependent on whistleblowers - insiders who come forward to tell the truth about what is being done in our name.
The powerful know this, and go to great lengths to destroy whistleblowers as a warning to others.
When Chelsea Manning was a US Army Private, she leaked a trove of US government cables to journalists, revealing widespread corruption, from the coverup of the US military’s murder of Reuters journalists to cozy deals with the world’s worst dictators.
Manning was betrayed by a journalist she’d trusted and was imprisoned and tortured by the US government. After her sentence was commuted by Obama on his way out of office, she was re-imprisoned for refusing to testify before a grand jury.
Apologists for corruption and imperialism have pulled out all the stops since to keep her from finding even a sliver of peace and recognition. In 2017, Harvard rescinded her fellowship offer because Sean Spicer (seriously) objected to it.
https://www.usatoday.com/story/opinion/2017/09/21/spicer-manning-lewandowski-harvard-succumbs-clickbait/686119001/
Manning told the truth to the American people about what their government was doing in their name. Spicer lied to the American people while drawing a public salary. Harvard sided with Spicer.
Despite the powerful enemies who pursue their petty vendetta against her, Manning has continued to do good work, teaching AI and machine learning on her Twitch channel, and lecturing on prison support and mutual aid.
The activist Lisa Rein has set up a Gofundme fundraiser to help Manning pay her bills: rent, groceries and other monthly bills. They’re seeking $33k, and as of this writing have raised less than $2k. I will be contributing (in Sean Spicer’s name) after I publish this.
If you can afford to contribute, I hope you will too.
https://www.gofundme.com/f/happy-birthday-chelsea-manning
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Keeping on the old school video game love, today's piece "Alien Synthvasion" is inspired by all the top scrolling wave shooters I loved so much. I totally want to do more fun sky bgs like this too. All this and more can be found HERE
#art#digital art#my art#synthwave#retrowave#vaporwave#80s#retrogaming#also my roommate totally says this looks like a vag#okay he's not wrong but eff him lol#cyrelia-j
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“Kraft Macaroni & Cheese - ‘Super Mario’”
via Vintage Computing and Gaming
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“A Republican. A Republican. That’s worse than being a goddamned Communist!” - Tallulah Bankhead
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Every shitty live action Netflix adaption looks like this but worse
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The living statues this time of year are positively awe-inspiring. For they shimmer and glow like so much intricately, masterfully carved ice that could not possibly move an inch without shattering. But move they do…
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trying to figure out how to draw some lizards
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Since I mentioned the Legacy of the Wizard soundtrack, you can check all the original BGM here by the ultra talented Yuzo Koshiro.
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I have logged more game play hours into Legacy of the Wizard on NES than probably any other game. I love this game SFM and to this day it’s in my top 3 favorite games ever. What was really cool was how important each of the 5 family members was to beating the game. You had the father who was strong af, the mother who could use the best magic items, the daughter who could jump crazy high, the “dog” who could walk through enemies, and the son who could wield the sword and beat the dragon.
The soundtrack was also really good and considering how limiting the space was the fact that they could manage to make it so engaging is really impressive.
So Lyll, the daughter was always my favorite and i had to show my love. IDK if/when I’ll do the other family but had to do her at least :)
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Chiune Sugihara. This man saved 6000 Jews. He was a Japanese diplomat in Lithuania. When the Nazis began rounding up Jews, Sugihara risked his life to start issuing unlawful travel visas to Jews. He hand-wrote them 18 hrs a day. The day his consulate closed and he had to evacuate, witnesses claim he was STILL writing visas and throwing from the train as he pulled away. He saved 6000 lives. The world didn’t know what he’d done until Israel honored him in 1985, the year before he died.
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This 100% Whenever I try and explain something to someone that I heard/read and I find myself faltering and not able to quite understand it well enough to articulate it to someone else, I go back and review because I didn’t really get it like I thought I did.
A story that may have relevance for others, or then again, maybe not:
When I was in college, about ten or so years ago, I was a history major. I wanted to learn to dance, so I joined a swing dance club on campus. To my surprise, this club had about twice as many men as women (in high school, the last time I’d tried dancing, the ratio had gone the other way–lots of girls, and boys only that you could drag by their ears).
But apparently, there had been some kind of word spread specifically to the STEM guys that dance was a way that they could meet girls.
So anyway. I joined the swing dance club, and met a few guys. And at one point, when socializing with the guys outside of dance class, one of them asked me what my research was on. (I had already established that I was an honors history student doing a thesis, just as he had established that he was an honors… I’m not sure if he was CS or Math, but it was one of those.)
So I gave him the thumbnail sketch of my research. Now, to be clear, an honors senior thesis, while nothing like what a graduate student would do, was still fairly in-depth. I had to translate primary sources from the original late-Classical Latin. (My professor said, basically, that while there were plenty of translations of my source material, that I’d only be able to comfortably trust them if I had at least made a stab at a translation of my own. And he was right.) And there was so much secondary material, often contradictory, that I had been carefully sorting through.
But I was able to sift it into a three-sentence summary of my senior thesis work, you know, as one does.
So I gave him that summary, and then asked–since he was also an undergraduate senior doing an honors thesis–what his research was on.
“Oh,” he said, “you wouldn’t understand it.”
Reader, I went home in a frothing rage. Because I had thought we were playing one game–a game of ‘let’s talk about what we’re passionate about!’– and he had been playing another game, which was, one-upsmanship. I had done my best to give a basically understandable brief of my research–and he had used that against me. As if my research, my painstaking translation, my digging through archives and ILLs of esoteric works, my reading of ten thousand articles in Speculum (yes, the pre-eminent medievalist journal in North America is called Speculum, I’m sorry, it’s hilarious/sad but also true), and then my effort to sum it up for him, was nothing. Because his research into some kind of algorithm or other was just too complex for my tiny brain to conceive of. Because I just couldn’t possibly understand his work.
Now, the important note here is that the person I went home to was my senior year roommate. She was a graduate student–normally undergrads and graduate students couldn’t be roommates, but we’d been friends for years, and the tenured faculty-in-residence used his powers for good and permitted us to be roommates that year. Anyway. My senior year roommate was basically… in retrospect I think possibly an avatar of Athena. She was six feet tall, blonde, attractive in a muscular athletic way, a rock climber and racquetball player, sweet but sharp, extremely socially awkward, exceptionally kind even when it cost her to be kind, and an incredibly brilliant computer science major who spent most of her time working on extremely complicated mathematical algorithms. (Yes, I was a little in love with her, why do you ask? But she was as straight as a length of rope, and is now happily married, and so am I, so it worked out.)
(Still, yes, she is my mental image of Athena, to this day.)
Anyway, I came home in a frothing rage to my roommate, the Athena avatar. And I said, “He made me feel like such an idiot, that I could sum up my research to him but his research was just too smart for stupid little me.”
And she shut her book, and smiled at me, with her dark eyes and her high cheekbones and her bright hair, and said, “If he can’t explain his research to you, then he’s not nearly as smart as he thinks he is.”
Now I hesitated, because I’d be in college long enough to have sort of bought into the ridiculous idea that if you couldn’t dazzle them with your brilliance, you should baffle them with your bullshit. But she said, “Look, I’ve been doing work on computer science algorithms that have significantly complicated mathematical underpinnings. What do I do?”
And I said, “Genetic algorithms–that is, self-optimizing algorithms–for prioritization, specifically for scheduling.”
“Right,” she said. “You couldn’t code them because you’re not a computer scientist or a mathematician. But you can understand what I do. If someone can’t explain it like that, it isn’t a problem with you as a person. It’s a problem with them. They either don’t understand it as well as they think they do–or they want to make you feel inferior. And neither is a positive thing.”
So. There.
If you are looking into something and have a question, and someone treats you like an idiot for not understanding right away… here is what I have to say: maybe it isn’t you who is the idiot.
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someone: the disney little mermaid is a bad adaptation of the original story because she’s meant to die at the end
me: the original story was meant to be an outlet for the male author having unrequited and repressed romantic feelings for another man and the only happy ending he saw for a same sex attracted man was to die and the only reward was being able to earn his soul through the joy of children his stories brought while the Disney adaptation touched upon the same themes with the work of Howard Ashman, another same sex attracted man but instead being able to give the mermaid a happy and loving relationship where she lives out her dreams is just as thematic and truer to the what the story sought to tell instead of having it become a tragedy. in this essay i
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