The Balkanised Activitypub Federation (BAF…?) is a great source of frustration. I have a friend, @kolev , and he's having a hard time following me. I know the answer is probably "technical limitations", but why do server owners have any say on what their users may or may not read? That's abhorrent.
Eventually I would have to copy my Nostr keypair here and find a good piece of software with which to use it.
@dekkzz76 I have a suggestion - a path of diplomacy and reconciliation. You can't see it, but I am rolling my eyes. babka.social and emacs.ch can attach a dynamo and maybe create enough power to repay their shared hosting bills. What do you think?
> While serious injuries from turbulence are still relatively rare, recent flights hit by severe turbulence show how quickly it can strike, bringing more attention to the danger. We asked WSJ’s Jon Emont about how flight-safety regulators and lawmakers are trying to address the phenomena.
maybe they should first make a regulation and a law that makes it illegal to have doors falling off
@lain No, lain, I really am asking that question. Why do they keep falling off? Why is that USA aeroplane company rotting? I keep seeing people talk about this or that tattletale getting suicided for talking about his aeroplane company on various networks.
The Night Land by William Hope Hodgson is a science fiction tale about the very far future, when the sun had died out and the last remnants of Mankind live in a gigantic pyramid called The Last Redoubt. Their existence dependent on ebbing geothermal energy and a force field to protect them from whatever lurks beyond - outside the pyramid is almost certain death, or fates much worse. Around the pyramid patiently stand beings of unimaginable power, always watching into the pyramid, waiting for the Earth Current, for the force field to fail, for the humans to fall.
The emergency room in Shifa Hospital is often a place of gore and despair. On Thursday, it was also a lesson in the way ordinary people are squeezed between suicidal fighters and a military behemoth.
Dr. Awni al-Jaru, 37, a surgeon at the hospital, rushed in from his home here, dressed in his scrubs. But he came not to work. His head was bleeding, and his daughter’s jaw was broken.
He said Hamas militants next to his apartment building had fired mortar and rocket rounds. [Notice the detail here: next to his apartment building] Israel fired back with force, and his apartment was hit. His wife, Albina, originally from Ukraine, and his 1-year-old son were killed.
“My son has been turned into pieces,” he cried. “My wife was cut in half. I had to leave her body at home.” Because Albina was a foreigner, she could have left Gaza with her children. But, Dr. Jaru lamented, she would not leave him behind.
A car arrived with more patients. One was a 21-year-old man with shrapnel in his left leg who demanded quick treatment. He turned out to be a militant with Islamic Jihad. He was smiling a big smile.
“Hurry, I must get back so I can keep fighting,” he told the doctors.
He was told that there were more serious cases than his, that he needed to wait. But he insisted. “We are fighting the Israelis,” he said. “When we fire we run, but they hit back so fast. We run into the houses to get away.” He continued smiling.
“Why are you so happy?” this reporter asked. “Look around you.”
A girl who looked about 18 screamed as a surgeon removed shrapnel from her leg. An elderly man was soaked in blood. A baby a few weeks old and slightly wounded looked around helplessly. A man lay with parts of his brain coming out. His family wailed at his side.
“Don’t you see that these people are hurting?” the militant was asked.
“But I am from the people, too,” he said, his smile incandescent. “They lost their loved ones as martyrs. They should be happy. I want to be a martyr, too.”
@holgerschurig These abhorrent ideologies in general, yes, but the ideology of Islam especially, are a sort of an eldritch brain infection, akin to The Last of Us's Cordyseps.
Le 5 mars 1535, les représentants de la Ville de Lyon prennent une #délibération consulaire dans laquelle ils décident de remplacer François #Rabelais dans ses fonctions de #médecin à l'Hôtel-Dieu de #Lyon, du fait de ses absences répétées.
Voici donc sous vos yeux ébahis la lettre de #licenciement
de Rabelais, conservée aux #ArchivesDeLyon sous la cote BB 55 (abîmée par un dégât des eaux ancien).
Finished reading one short novel from Stephan Zweig's book: "Buchmendel" (Mendel The Book Dealer).
I love the story and wish to be at that café and have a conversation with someone like Mendel. #StefanZweig#Mendel#ClassicLiterature#Books#1920s#BookLovers
So I found a situation where emacs -Q runs a loop 60x slower than my personal Doom Emacs config!
Any #emacs#lisp wizard who might have an idea why? It's as if it's garbage-collecting for a whole minute. It's not the loop itself that's slow, because it actually completes all iterations, and only then does Emacs hang.