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potteresque-ire · 4 years ago

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🏳️‍🌈 Rec post!! A queer film + a queer TV series from Hong Kong ~

1) Twilight’s Kiss (叔·叔) (Dir. Ray Yeung 楊曜愷; 2019)

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Twilight’s Kiss offers a very realistic depiction of two elderly, in-the-closet gays in Hong Kong, who have dedicated their lives building a conventional family before unexpectedly falling in love with each other. It is a quiet film, and the romance is told in the same subtle manner as love is expressed (and not expressed) in their generation. The actors were phenomenal at playing regular Hong Kong men of their age (Pak mentioned he “came to Hong Kong”, ie, he was a refugee from Mao’s China, as the vast majority of his demographics was), which added to the resonance of the story ~ they could’ve been anyone, and anyone could’ve been them.

The director of the film, Ray Yeung, is an openly gay man.

(Long review: Hollywood Reporter) Streaming link to film (with English subtitles; pls ignore and close the pop-up window)

2) Ossan’s Love (大叔的愛) (2021)

The unlikely (and hilarious) love triangle between Muk (Left), Tin (Center) and KK (Right) in Ossan’s Love.

For those who found the name familiar, it’s because the series is a (faithful) remake of the popular 2018 Japanese series of the same name. The Hong Kong version is longer (15 episodes; ~ 40 min each) compared to the Japanese original, and its mood is cheerier, sweeter, and also ... more BL, with the lead characters Tin (Haruta in the original) and Muk (Maki in the original) played by two idols, Edan Lui 呂爵安 and Anson Lo 盧瀚霆, from the very popular local boy band MIRROR.

(Being idols didn’t prevent them from kissing. Not in Hong Kong, 2021.) (Yes, they kissed, and hugged and fought and bantered...)

Ossan’s Love is culturally significant in that it became the first gay drama to be aired primetime in Hong Kong, and by extension, in China. Beloved by the locals, it was also very much discussed—hk-queers expressed their (surprised) joy that finally, they got to see a respectful, dignified presentation of who they are and how they love. More importantly, they got to see HKers, older generations included, glued to the TV for their kind of love story, rooting for the lead male characters to get together.

This signifies a broader acceptance of LGBT+ in the city than previously assumed; this is very important and comforting to the community in June, 2021, when the future of LGBT+ rights in the city is very uncertain. After the 2019 protests, pro-democracy leaders have been arrested and jailed in large numbers; newspaper that advocated for freedom has been shut down. Meanwhile, during the airing of Ossan’s Love , the (in)famous pro-Beijing politician, Junius Ho, claimed the series to have violated the city’s much feared, much abused National Security Law—the law that officially aims to catch “traitors”, but has been used as a “catch-all” excuse to arrest political dissidents and suppress the freedoms of the city. Ho was of sufficient prominence that his words could draw the attention of officials who have been sent from across the mainland-HK border to do Beijing’s bidding.

Also, Ossan’s Love was produced not by the powerful, once popular TVB (local TV station), which, with Chinese investors becoming its major shareholders like many other HK press and media companies, has become very pro-Beijing and conservative. The series was produced by ViuTV, a much smaller station preferred by young, pro-democracy Hong Kongers ... which means the future of the series, of its stars (MIRROR’s members are once-contestants of a ViuTV talent show), of even the station itself is also uncertain.

Hence, I’m recommending Ossan’s Love now ... even if the official version doesn’t have the best English subtitles. The full series is on Youtube (links below); the soundtrack is in Cantonese and (Traditional) Chinese subtitles are available, but English is only available via Youtube’s built-in Auto-Translate function.

For those who would like to catch a short scene of two cute HK boys in love, the last 5 minutes of Ep 11 would be a nice place to watch. You can see how comfortable these two bandmates were with each other—Edan (Tin) had played two supporting roles before this series, while Anson (Muk) had never acted before. Edan and Anson have claimed that being close friends in RL meant their intimate scenes were easy to film (BTW, Anson is gay, Edan isn’t).

Edan Lui (Left) & Anson Lo (Right), Harper's Bazaar HK, May 2021. Edan was a uni student before joining hk-ent. Anson was a dance instructor.

(You can also see why, when I watched the Gg + Dd Happy Camp episode very, very early on in my turtlehood, I assumed Gg and Dd would have ample opportunities to work together again, to play and be happy in front of the camera ... just like how I remembered on-screen couples from my days in HK—the couples, the CPs of the time, would collaborate repeatedly after having demonstrated chemistry and become commercial success—in film and TV projects, in variety shows, in awards ceremonies as presenting guests etc etc. This multi-project collaboration was, and still is, viewed as a Very Good Thing, and not only for commercial reasons. The inter-personal fate (緣份) to play on-screen couples repeatedly, per the tradition of HK-ent, is something of a blessing, talked about as a small-scale version of having the destiny, the luck to be together across multiple lives, multiple incarnations. Actors treasure this kind of collaboration and the HK audience celebrates it, regardless of the marital status of the actors in RL. Entertainment news dedicate articles about it.) (There’s actually an example of that in Ossan’s Love: Kenny Wong 黃德斌, the actor who played the titular Ossan, KK, and Rachel Kan 簡慕華, who played his wife Francesca, had already played husband and wife three times before. Rachel had retired from acting in 2017 and moved to Canada; she told reporters that she returned to shoot Ossan’s Love primarily so that she could play Kenny’s wife again).

* Below is a small warning for Ossan’s Love ~ *

The humour of Ossan’s Love is often wild and zany, especially where it adapts from the Japanese original. Some of it, i-fandomers may find uncomfortable. Notably, the titular Ossan (Japanese, meaning “Older Man”) was Tin and Muk’s boss; and he and Darren, another superior of Tin and Muk, were also part of the romantic story line.

One can argue, therefore, that Ossan’s Love contains a *very* “Me Too” situation; however, this is also why I find Ossan’s Love interesting beyond being a Chinese-speaking gay drama—it is clear that the production team of this series meant no disrespect, and from the series’ reception, it’s also clear that hk-queers and other more progressive members among the audience didn’t see disrespect in the product. This series therefore offers a glimpse to the answers of some questions I’ve had: how does Hong Kong of 2021 translate respect for queers (as well as for older men and women) into day-to-day words and actions? How do these culturally-specific habits in speech and behaviour compare to the norms in, for example, the United States (that I’m familiar with)?

“Political incorrectness” was also found in some of Tin’s internal monologue. However, I thought, perhaps, that was why the series has proven to be disarming to the general audience both in HK and Japan, places with a tradition of homophobia stemming often not from malice, but from ignorance, from sex being considered taboo for so much of the places’ history. Tin, as someone who haven’t seemed to have spared a thought about homosexuality before the story had taken place, spoke the minds of the audiences who aren’t familiar with homosexuality. Muk, meanwhile, presented the perspective of someone who already understood what being gay was and wasn’t about. Tin, therefore, led the audience towards Muk and his views step by step, all the while without being judgemental—how could he be? He was one of them too during his journey. He was the student, and he was also the protagonist who everyone—and I mean everyone—loved (in a rather funny manner :D). 🌈

(Long review: BLwatcher)

Links to Ossan’s Love, official version uploaded by ViuTV: EP 1 EP 2 EP 3 EP 4 EP 5 EP 6 EP 7 EP 8 EP 9 EP 10 EP 11 EP 12 EP 13 EP 14 EP 15

ETA 2021/09/16: Streaming with English subtitles is available here.

#pie metas #pie recs

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hitozy · 4 years ago

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gentle love ‹ masterlist › twin stars

𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

It didn't come as a surprise when days later my parents invited us over for dinner. What was surprising was seeing Jae there, and no one else in the family.

"She's been feeling lonely, yn. You and him are her only friends - she feels left out of the group. Try to understand."

I did understand, I understand better than they think. I could tell by the way she eyes him lustfully when we came in the house, the way her hug lingered longer than his, her coy smile and the drag of her hand travelling sensually down his arm. She wants Iwaizumi back and she couldn't make it any more obvious.

My only consolation is that Iwaizumi looks incredible uncomfortable and keeps on swatting her hand away or giving her a stern look, but she doesn't ease up on her assault. When she leans in close to him, pressing her breasts against his arm, making him blush is when I've had enough.

I feel vile rising up my throat, the food I had just swallowed trying to come back. Excusing myself, I saw a slight worry in Iwaizumi's eyes, he started to get up to accompany me, Jae pulls him back down. "Wait Haji! I need to tell you about this thing that happened at work, you would never believe..." As I moved further away, the sound of her voice blended into silence.

Instead of heading to the restroom in the corridor, I went inside my old room looking for comfort in my memory filled four walls. I sat there in silence looking at the pictures of my childhood and on each of them, there's Iwaizumi without fail. Some have Oikawa here and there, Jae is also in many of them, Maki and Mattsun in between. The only ones that don't have Iwaizumi in there is during those four years he left for Uni and was slightly replaced by Maki and Mattsun that never left me alone. But I found no solace in these once happy memories. The moment I found out about Jae and Iwaizumi, the lies and the betrayal, they had turned bitter.

"Haji haji! Where are you going?" Jae's voice called out from outside my bedroom door, dread creeping up my body at the thought of having to witness another devastating separation. I have half a mind of jumping out of my bedroom window, just to avoid to breaking my heart further.

"I'm looking for yn. She didn't look so good."

Jae huffs annoyed, "It's always yn! 'YN is coming with us' or 'YN was sick, she needed me there' or the best one! 'YN is my friend, I will always be on her side.' When is this false care of yours going to stop? I know I made a mistake on regecting you Haji. I want to take it back, I want us back, don't you?"

My blood ran cold in that moment, her words structing a cord in my heart, revealing insecurities buried deep for years. I had always had a subconscious feeling that Iwaizumi only hung out with me during his teen years out of pity, no matter what he said.

"False care?" He was right outside my bedroom door, I could hear the shuffling of his clothes and the clacking of Jae's high heels stop. "Did you just say false care?"

"Is that all you picked up on? Haji, please, I want-"

"Don't you ever say that about me and yn, Jae. You have no right. If there is anyone here that has any 'false care' it would be you."

"Haji-"

"If you actually care about anyone but yourself, then you would stay in your place and stop with all of this. You had your chance, Jae. I gave you so many chances, I begged you the night before the wedding and you said no. There is no going back."

"Why are you so mad? We could just runaway now and forget everything Haji!"

I hear him sigh and I can picture the disappointment on his face, the annoyance, the anger. Its palpable in the air even with the door separating us. "I am mad, Jae, because I've been in love with an asshole for so many years. Because I still love you, an asshole, even though I'm trying really really hard to forget you. Because I-," I can see the way the doorknob jiggles, a tell-tale sign that he rested his hand on it, "I can't believe how little you care about yn. If what you said on the wedding day is true, which I still don't believe; why would you do this to her? She's your cousin, she's been like a sister to you and so many of us for years and you're okay letting her suffer this way?"

"I just- on that day you said you didn't care if she was actually in love with you. Why are you-"

"You and I and every single person in the world that has met my mochi know that she deserves better. So much better, so why in the world would you do this? YN loves you, so much, and you'd just drop her like that Jae? What is wrong with you?"

"Easy. She has you and I want you, that's what's wrong."

Its silent for a moment, I can imagine the incredulous look on Iwaizumi's face at her words. Is he going to jump at her and kiss her? Will he runaway with her and leave me? The mere thought of it tears another piece of my heart and I don't think I could take anymore. I stand up to hide in the bathroom, from anyone that may come in.

But then he speaks.

"Well, Jae, I am hers and you are just going to have to deal with it."

The silence was deafening and the tears I was shedding, the sobs I was holding back only worsened the nausea I already had. Running to my bathroom as fast and as quiet as I could, I barely made it to empty my stomach.

If they spoke more outside, I knew nothing about it. Iwaizumi came in moments later to brush and hold my hair out of my face, rubbing my back. Once I was done and all cleaned up, he pulled me in close and kissed my forehead, "Are you feeling better, mochi?"

I observed his face and whatever emotion he had while speaking to Jae was long gone. His eyes showed worry and tenderness. As I reached out to rub this forehead to stop him from deepening his wrinkles I feel a bit better. If Iwaizumi is here, then it means he's no leaving, not for now and I can live with it. "A bit, but I wanna go home and watch a movie."

He grinned at me, making my heart skip a beat like as if everything that happened a while ago was nonexistent, "Cartoon or 4D?"

"Both?"

"Both it is then, my sweet mochi. Let's go and say our bye's now. Your dad might get the wrong idea and come to shoot my head off."

I snorted, remembering the time when Iwaizumi lost the inter-high and sneaked into my room for comfort, cuddling me in just sweatpants when my dad walked in and had a fit. I repeated the words he had said back then, "Not in my house nor with my daughter, Iwaizumi!"

He chuckled, "Never been more afraid in my life, even though you were there."

"What does that mean?"

He only gave me a secretive smile and bopped my nose. We said our goodbye's to my parents - noting how my mother didn't give us any leftovers, probably afraid to get me sick, even though it was her fault. As we walked out, I also noticed something else missing or more like someone else, "Where's Jae?"

Iwaizumi tensed under my fingers, wrapping his arm tighter around me. What worried me was the sudden tense smile my mother gave me and the slight anger radiating of my father.

"She had to leave, love. An emergency."

I watched them closely and a horrible thought came up in my mind. Did they know about them?

I looked at my mother and I saw guilt in her eyes, "Oh honey, I'm sorry. If I had known how jealous Jae was about you marrying Iwaizumi, I would have never invited her."

... What?

"But I should have seen it coming," Mother continued, "She has always been jealous of you, since you were kids. Always taking your stuff or blaming you for things you never did. I would have expected her to grow up," she huffed annoyed, "but it seems I was hoping to much from her."

She caressed my cheek, "It's a good thing Hajime put her in her place. Such a good husband!"

Oh thank God, they only heard the last part of it.

My father takes my hand in his, it had always been much bigger and covered with callouses from years of hard work. "My darling, if anyone ever tries to hurt you or make you feel less worthy than you are, please know that it is not true," he kissed the back of my hand, like he's always done, "a princess must always be cared and treasured. Always remember it and if not, I will be here to do so."

He cracks a grin at Iwaizumi, "But I guess you won't be coming to me for it, will you? You have Hajime to do it now, and I would believe you prefer it that way."

The sudden blush that appeared on my face made all of them laugh, the tense atmosphere of my question forgotten in the wind.

"I'll make sure to remind her that she is nothing less than a queen, old man."

"I'll hold you accountable then, Hajime."

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Later that night, in the comfort of my bed Iwaizumi comes in bearing gifts. Tea for my upset stomach, blankets and a few sandwiches. "You hardly ate anything, so I though this would be better for you."

"But you made like, ten, Hajime."

"... I'm starving, alright?"

My head resting under his chin, his arm draped around my shoulders, my leg thrown over his, covered up in the softest blankets ever, a wedding gift from Oikawa with a letter that I keep in my bedside.

He's a tough cookie, YN. You and I, we both know it but please, don't give up on him. I've only seen him smile so carelessly when your around. He's carefree and senselessly fun when you appear. I only see him be true to himself with you and I'm happy to know he has finally realized it after so many years. Continue to give him only smiles and happiness, little mochi. Love, the best (duh) King Oikawa

We cleaned up once we had enough of the foods and just continued to watch until the end. He started to take his leave to his bedroom when in jerk reaction fashion, I reach out to pull him back.

"Stay."

He looks at me intently, trying to figure out the message behind my words. He gives me a smile as he comes back in and pulls me back onto his chest, "You always hated sleeping alone. You should have told me this was okay for you."

"Too quiet, to big."

"Then... How about we share the bedroom?"

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All you who sleep tonight Far from the ones you love, No hand to left or right And emptiness above –

Know that you aren’t alone The whole world shares your tears, Some for two nights or one, And some for all their years.

All of you who sleep tonight - Vikram Seth

taglist ! @daphnxy @zukoslosthishonor @i-am-a-hoe-for-shinya @mrsdoradominguez-barnes @anejuuuuoy

a/n! i wrote this chapter in less than 10 minutes. then spent three days cleaning it up. i am finally getting my shit together and found a schedule that I can work with for everything I have to do :D

#owwaw💔#owwaw #iwaizumi hajime fic #iwaizumi angst #iwaizumi fic #iwaizumi hajime x reader #iwaizumi hajime #had to use the read more because it was a bit longer than usual and ik people find it annoying having to skip it

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pupyzu · 4 years ago

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hey! my name is levi and i’m looking for neopronouns to use...!! i like technology, monsters, halloween, and animals (especially cats and rabbits) if that helps at all! :”] thank you!

they’re under the cut!

technology neopronouns:

ai/ai/ais/ais/aiself

au/aut/auto/autos/autoself

bo/bot/bots/bots/botself

byte/byte/bytes/bytes/byteself

cy/cyb/cyber/cybers/cyberself

gli/gli/glits/glits/glitself

gli/gli/glits/glits/glitchself

glitch/glitch/glitches/glitches/glitchself

robo/robo/robos/robos/roboself

robo/robo/robos/robos/robotself

tech/techne/techan/techans/techself

tech/tech/techs/techself

circ/circuit/circuits/circuits/circuitself

pix/pixel/pixels/pixels/pixelself

101/1010/10101/10101/101010

dre/droid/droids/droids/droidself

cy/cyb/cyber/cyber/cybself

cyber/cyber/cybers/cybers/cyberself

mechie/mechien/mechs/mechself

au/aut/auto/auto/autself

whomp/whizz/whirr/whirr/whizelf

wy/wir/wire/wire/wirself

tech/techne/techan/technic/techself

bo/bot/bots/bots/botself

ai/ain/aire/aire/aiself

compute/compute/computes/computes/computeself

inter/inter/inters/inters/interself

ware/ware/wares/wares/wareself

ram/ram/rams/rams/ramself

giga/giga/gigas/gigias/gigaself

byte/byte/bytes/bytes/byteself

tin/tink/tinker/tinker/tinkerself

gli/gli/glitch/glitch/glitches

bu/buz/buzz/buzz/buzzself

net/net/nets/nets/netsekf

com/comp/comps/comps/compself

com/compu/computer/computer/computerself

jpeg/jpeg/jpegs/jpegs/jpegself

www/www/wwws/wwws/wwwself

com/com/coms/coms/comself

http/http/https/https/httpself

monster neopronouns:

arach/ne/nes/nes/arachself

arach/ne/nes/nes/arachneself

basi/lisk/basis/lisks/basiself

basi/lisk/basis/lisks/liskself

basi/lisk/basis/lisks/basiliskself

behe/moth/hes/hes/mothself

behe/moth/hes/hes/behemothself

boo/boo/boos/boos/booself

ce/cerb/cer/cers/cerself

ce/cerb/cer/cers/cerbself

ce/cerb/cer/cers/berusself

ce/cerb/cer/cers/cerberusself

cen/taur/taurs/taurs/taurself

cen/taur/taurs/taurs/centaurself

chi/maera/maer/maers/chimaeraself

chi/meira/meir/meirs/chimeiraself

chi/mera/mer/mers/chimeraself

cy/clops/cyr/cyrs/cyself

cy/clops/cyr/cyrs/cyclopsself

cy/clops/cyr/cyrs/cyclopself

cy/clops/cys/cyrs/cyself

cy/clops/cys/cyrs/ cyclopsself

dae/dae/daem/daem/daeself

daey/daem/daes/daes/daemself

dra/drac/drac/drax/dracoself

dra/drac/dracs/dracs/dracself

dra/drag/drago/drago/dragoself

drag/drag/drags/drags/dragself

dra/dra/drak/drak/drakself

dra/drake/dras/dras/draself

dra/drake/dras/dras/drakeself

drae/drae/draer/draer/draerself

drae/drae/drago/drago/dragoself

dragon/dragon/dragons/dragons/dragonself

dry/dryad/drys/dryas/dryaself

dry/dryad/drys/dryas/dryadself

en/tombed/tombs/tombs/tombself

en/tombed/tombs/tombs/tombedself

en/tombed/tombs/tombs/entombedself

fran/franke/franken/franken/frankenself

gar/goyle/gars/gars/garself

ghou/ghoul/ghous/ghouls/ghoulself

gia/giant/gias/gias/giaself or giantself

go/lem/gos/gos/golemself

go/lem/gos/gos/lemself

go/lem/gos/gos/goself

gor/gorgon/gor/gors/gorself

gor/gorgon/gor/gors/gorgonself

grif/fin/fins/fins/griffself

grif/fin/fins/fins/finself

grif/fin/fins/fins/griffinself

grif/fon/fons/fons/griffself

grif/fon/fons/fons/fonself

grif/fon/fons/fons/griffonself

gry/phon/phons/phons/phonself

gry/phon/phons/phons/gryphself

gry/phon/phons/phons/gryphonself

haun/haunt/haunts/haunts/hauntself

hell/hound/hells/hounds/houndself

hell/hund/hells/hunds/hundself

hippo/campus/camps/camps/hippoself

hippo/campus/camps/camps/campuself

imp/imp/imps/imps/impself

in/incu/bus/bus/incuself or incubusself

kra/ken/kras/kras/kraself

kra/ken/kras/kras/krakself

kra/ken/kras/kras/kenself

kra/ken/kras/kras/krakenself

levia/than/vias/vias/leviaself

levia/than/vias/vias/viaself

levia/than/vias/vias/thanself

li/lich/lis/lichs/lichself

manti/core/core/cores/coreself

manti/core/core/cores/mantiself

manti/core/core/cores/manticoreself

mer/mers/mermai/mermaid/merself

o/orc/or/orcs/orcself

o/orc/or/orcs/orself

peg/pega/pegs/pegas/pegaself

phan/tom/toms/toms/phantomself

sa/tyr/tyr/tyrs/tyrself

sa/tyr/tyr/tyrs/satyrself

sa/tyress/tyr/tyrs/satyresself

sir/sire/siren/sirenself

sli/slime/slimes/slimeself

slime/slimes/slimeself

sphi/sphin/sphinx/sphinx/sphinxself

spiri/spirs/spirself

su/succu/bus/bus/succuself

su/succu/bus/bus/succubusself

uni/corn/unis/unis/uniself

vam/vamp/vampself

wer/weres/wereself

zo/zom/zos/zombself

zom/zomb/zom’s/zombi/zombself

halloween neopronouns:

hallow/ween/halloween/halloween/hallowself

hallow/ween/halloween/halloween/halloweenself

hallows/eve/hallowseve/hallowseve/hallowself

hallows/eve/hallowseve/hallowseve/hallowseveself

hallows/eve/hallowseve/hallowseve/eveself

cos/tume/costume/costume/costumeself

costume/costume/costumes/costumes/costumeself

spook/spook/spookys/spookys/spookself

spook/spook/spookys/spookys/spookyself

boo/boo/boos/boos/booself

cat neopronouns:

ail/ailo/ailous/ailouself

cat/cat/cats/catself

fel/feli/felis/feliself

ja/jag/jagus/jaguarself

jag/jagus/jaguars/jaguarself

kit/kit/kits/kitself

kit/kit/kitz/kitself

leo/leos/leon/leonself

leo/leos/leoself

li/lion/lions/lionself

lyn/lynx/lyns/lynxself

lynx/lynx/lynxs/lynxself

meow/mews/meowself

mew/meow/rowr/rowrs/meowself

mew/mews/mewself

pan/panth/pans/pantherself

pan/ther/thers/pantherself

panth/panthes/pantheself

paw/paws/pawself

purr/purrs/purrself

tig/tigs/tigself

tig/tig/tigs/tigerself

tig/tigris/tigriself

tiger/tigers/tigerself

tortie/torties/torties/torties/tortieself

tortie/torti/torti/tortis/tortieself or tortiself

whisker/whiskers/whiskerself

rabbit neopronouns:

bun/bun/buns/buns/bunself

bunny/bunny/bunnys/bunnys/bunnyself

rabbit/rabbit/rabbits/rabbits/rabbitself

rab/bit/rabbit/rabbit/rabbitself

hop/hop/hops/hops/hopself

bounce/bounce/bounces/bounces/bounceself

bou/unce/bounces/bounces/bounceself

fluff/fluff/fluffs/fluffs/fluffself

soft/soft/softs/softs/softself

cuddle/cuddle/cuddles/cuddles/cuddleself

#neopronouns #rabbit neopronouns #bunny neopronouns #cat neopronouns #halloween neopronouns #technology neopronouns #monster neopronouns #neopronoun help #nico’s rambles

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dsenvs3000 · 4 years ago

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Week 6: The history of Biodiversity

“There is no peculiar merit in ancient things, but there is merit in integrity, and integrity entails the keeping together of the parts of any whole, and if these parts are scattered throughout time, then the maintenance of integrity entails a knowledge, a memory, of ancient things. …. To think, feel or act as though the past is done with, is equivalent to believing that a railway station through which our train has just passed, only existed for as long as our train was in it.” - Edward Hyams, Chapter 7, The Gifts of Interpretation

It took me a while to form my interpretation of this quote. Hyams uses the word integrity quite a bit in it, which got me thinking about how he was using and why that word over any others. In its modern connotation, ‘integrity’ typically refers to someone or somethings reliability or the quality of their morality and nature. The word came into the English language via the Old French ‘integrité’ then meaning innocence, chastity, or purity. ‘Integrité’ evolved out of the Latin ‘integritas’ whose root is ‘integer’ meaning soundness, wholeness, or completeness. Reading the quote again but with the connotation of ‘a whole’ in mind, Hyam began to make a lot more sense to me. “There is no peculiar merit in ancient things, but there is merit in [completeness], and [completion] entails the keeping together of the parts of any whole , and if these parts are scattered throughout time, then the maintenance of [a whole] entails a knowledge, a memory, of ancient things [...]”. What I think Hyam is getting at is that history doesn’t make sense without context, understanding why certain actions were taken or why certain events occurred. Its often easy to overlook historical context in favour of personal belief, but this often leads to dangerous rhetoric. Countless times we have seen history distorted in order to target ethnic, religious, linguistic, and cultural minorities.

Here’s an example of how languages evolve and change over time using the pronoun “I”. (Source: https://www.reddit.com/r/europe/comments/dj7rb1/evolution_of_the_pronoun_i_in_indoeuropean/)

What stood out to me in this week’s unit were the questions “Who/what benefits from this story and how might that impact them/others in the future?” and “how a community might be enhanced, it is often through the recognition of collective memories, stories” (Hooykaas 2021). This week I want to talk about the history of biodiversity (my uni major).

The concept of biodiversity has existed in some form for as long as the human conscious has. Aristotle made note of the differences between animals; and in its most basic sense, that is what biodiversity is, differences between organisms and their variety (Mayr, 1998). Biodiversity, the word itself, has a much shorter history, but why? It was coined in 1985 by Walter G. Rosen for the creation of the National Forum on BioDiversity. The forum was made to discuss the increasing demands of the human species on economic development and the potential ramifications it might have on the natural environment. Edward Wilson, an American biologist, summarized the forum as “BioDiversity creates a systematic framework for analyzing the problem and searching for possible solutions” (Wilson, 1988). This describes the political, economic, and scientific climate during the time of ‘biodiversity’s creation. The public and scientific community were becoming increasingly aware of the negative impacts of human development, of air pollution, deforestation, habitat fragmentation, water pollution, etc… on the environment and the implied repercussions on the economy (Wilson, 1988).

Image illustrates some of the main threats causing global biodiversity decline. (Source: https://www.visualcapitalist.com/biggest-threats-to-earths-biodiversity/)

Through out the century, scientists were noticing that when certain species were removed from their ecosystems trophic downgrading would occur, and, notably, the increasing the rate of extinction worldwide (Wilson, 1992; Myers, 1979). In 1979, Norman Myers, an English ecologist, published The Sinking Ark: A New Look at the Problem of Disappearing Species. In it, he discusses extinction but draws attention to the unexpectedly fast rate at which species were going extinct in the modern day; far greater than one would expect over the course of the process of evolution. However, unlike the Cretaceous or any mass extinctions before, this one was not caused by natural disasters but by a single species; the cause was and is anthropogenic (Myers, 1979). A warning call. Wilson’s Biodiversity, a series of articles written by leading authorities in biological and environmental disciplines, compiled from the BioDiversity Forum, further outlined the importance of diversity of species and the ecosystems that support them as well as the very species that threatens their stability (Wilson, 1986).

“The Sinking Ark” by Norma Myers (source: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2381140.The_Sinking_Ark)

By the late 1980s, biodiversity, used interchangeably with biological diversity, had entered the mainstream of scientific literature and public culture. Yet the understanding of what biodiversity is and what it means was vague at best and measuring biodiversity was controversial and can be a challenging task (Franco, 2013). With its growing popularity and the urgency felt by the scientific community, in 1992, the United Nation’s Environment Program organized and launched the Convention on Biological Diversity (CBD) to clarify what was meant by ‘biodiversity’. The broad definition of “Biological diversity means the variability among living organisms from all sources including, inter alia, terrestrial, marine and other aquatic ecosystems and the ecological complexes of which they are part; this includes diversity within species, between species and of ecosystems” was given (CBD, 1992).

So “Who/what benefits from this story and how might that impact them/others in the future?” and “how a community might be enhanced, it is often through the recognition of collective memories, stories” (Hooykaas 2021). Knowing this story, we understand that ‘biodiversity’ is a word made for a purpose, as a defence of conservation biology. In this sense, the two are inexorably linked. Biological diversity had no need for a name before the 20th century because it was a constant of life. As a community we are enhanced in our collective appreciation of it and its causes. Human development caused, and is causing, a massive reduction in native species diversities, which in turn reduces genetic diversity, and on a global scale, human development has caused the largest and fastest mass extinction on record (Wilson, 1988).

What do you think of the story of biodiversity? Although not a physical artifact, certainly an important part of history. Can you think of any other historically significant words?

References:

Convention on Biological Diversity Article 2. Use of Terms. (CBD). (2006, November 2). Retrieved April 10, 2020, from: https://www.cbd.int/convention/articles/?a=cbd-02

Hooykaas, A. (2021). Unit 6: Nature Interpretation Through History. Lecture Notes Retrieved, February 24, 2021 from https://courselink.uoguelph.ca/d2l/le/content/666945/viewContent/2592718/View

Mayr, E. W. (1998). The Development of Biological Thinking.

Myers, N. The Sinking Ark: A New Look at the Problem of Disappearing Species. Oxford, United Kingdom: Pergamon Press, 1979.

Wilson, E. O. Biodiversity. Washington, DC: National Academy of Sciences Press/Smithsonian Institution,1988.

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dillydedalus · 6 years ago

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september reading

i read some things i guess! open for the last (almost) of robin hobb, more mountaineering disasters, and …. dungeons & dragons?? (i completely forgot i had this in my drafts lol)

the nickel boys, colson whitehead idk man this is really well-written, well-paced, an important story based very much on real history, the characters serve their purpose very well, the violence and abuse is written in a way that is chilling without ever being gratuitous and with the exception of a twist that i thought was a little too predictable, there’s nothing i can really criticise. it just really lacked some spark for me, and maybe it’s just that after underground railroad (which is also didn’t particularly like, but damn that had spark) it feels a lil conventional. still good tho! 3/5

the adventure zone #1: here there be gerblins, various mcelroys & cary pietsch my brain Does Not Do podcasts but obvi i’ve been hearing A LOT about the mcelroy boys & i’m like. vaguely interested in d&d* so when this was made available on overdrive i was like okay why the hell not. it’s a fun, quick read, and while i don’t really know anything about d&d the trappings of the game were included in a fun way. nothing mindblowing, but a good time. 2.5/5

assassin’s fate (fitz & the fool #3), robin hobb y’all this is it… it’s been over a year & now i’m done with the realm of the elderlings (actually i still have the piebald prince novella & the short stories). i have some criticisms of this one (the timeline & the main climax seemed a lil muddled to me) but to be honest??? loved this, had all the feelings, was superhappy to see my cursed shores kids again, fitzy & bee were heartbreaking all the time, the paragon conflict was great, when fitz got to the quarry i literally immediately started uglycrying & pretty much didn’t stop until the end, so: 4.5/5 (series rating 4/5 i guess bc fool’s assassin was a drag & a half)

die nebelkrähe, alexander pechmann this is a speculative fictionalisation of a little episode in the spiritualist movement where medium hester dowden claimed she had communicated with/been briefly possessed by oscar wilde, which is pretty fun. unfortunately, pechmann chose to focus on his version of mr v., a pretty boring mathematician and skeptic, rather than the absolutely wild shit going on with dowden, which includes oscar wilde’s ghost dunking on james joyce (who responded by making fun of the whole thing in finnegans wake) and claiming he’s like totally straight. 2/5

oval, elvia wilk a neoliberal corporate hell/psychotropics/eco-punk gone wrong dystopia in berlin so you know i’m here (i.e. in berlin lol) for it. this is about a berlin in the not too distant future where finster corp (real subtle) is buying up everything, driving up rents through ecological redevelopment, artists mainly work as consultants for corporations, and our protags anja and louis live in a finster-sponsored zero-waste eco-commune on an artificial mountain in the middle of berlin. everyone’s jobs are nda-clad bullshit, everyone parties all the time without ever enjoying themselves, homelessness and income inequality are ignored with the barest twinge of guilt, and louis is developing a party drug that chemically makes you generous. oh and the nature on the mountain (the berg -.-) seems to be eating itself. the concepts are great, the writing is pretty good even tho it tries a bit too hard sometimes, wilk, while also suffering a lil from Expat Gaze, really knows berlin. the execution isn’t perfect, the pacing is a bit off, too much time is devoted to anja and louis’ boring relationship, and look, some of the dystopian elements are a bit obvious. neoliberalism bad. okay, we know. but there’s a lot of good here, and the ending is pretty great, if a bit underdeveloped. 3.5/5

travelers, helon habila a novel about the african diaspora in europe, told thru 6 inter-connected stories, all focusing on one story of migration. these are important stories well told, and i liked how they all linked up in the end. while berlin is the central hub these stories revolve around, not all are set in berlin and the setting really isn’t as central as i’d hoped (this is obvi very personal to me & my research interests so it’s not really criticism). i’d recommend this if you’re interested in the representation of african migrants and refugees. 3/5

the uninhabitable earth: life after warming, david wallace-wells shit’s fucked: the book. starts with ‘it is worse, much worse, than you think’ and doesn’t really get much more cheery from there. good if you want an idea of what the effects of global warming might be (a pretty pessimistic one, which is the point - when does pessimism become realism?), and how we (& how we might) respond to them. 3/5

the girl from the other side, nagabe (#1-5) spooky-yet-wholesome manga series about a snazzy demon who’s adopted a little human girl who has been abandoned/cast out by her human community, which is like 100% my jam. the central relationship is super cute & wholesome, the demon designs are amazing, the worldbuilding is really spooky & intriguing (if you touch a demon you’ll be cursed & also turn into a demon & tbh who doesn’t want to turn into a weird tall slightly monster with cool horns), and a lot of it is just the demon like. badly baking pie to cheer the girl up.

girl woman other, bernardine evaristo somewhere between a novel and a collection of short stories written in a somewhat unconventional but highly readable style. the 12 stories each focus on one woman (and one nonbinary person), most of them black, examing black womanhood in britain throughout the 20th and 21st centuries. i enjoyed many of these stories, but the observational style and the way we quickly cover whole lives left me a bit detached. there’s also a lil corniness throughout, which comes out in full force in the epilogue, and while it’s cool to have trans rep, it honestly came across as a bit clueless. 3/5

dark summit: everest’s most controversial season, nick heil did someone say high-altitude mountaineering disasters? because i’m always here for some high-altitude mountaineering disasters. this is about the 2006 season which was p disastrous in terms of deaths even tho it didn’t even have a storm (cf the 1996 season aka please just read into thin air), just people walking past dudes who were dying bc rescues are extremely difficult & dangerous. anyway this ain’t into thin air, but it’s a good one & pretty wild bc all mountain climbers are fucking nuts. 3.5/5

sense & sensibility, jane austen really enjoyed this! the pacing is a lil weird & none of the men really is all that, but it’s all very charming & witty & i love sisterhood narratives (poor margaret!). as in (tho not as much as in) mansfield park, there’s a lot of attitudes that just don’t really track but in contrast to mp i found them interesting rather than frustrating, mostly - brandon/marianne is very uncomfortable especially when you realise that he’s projecting his tragic dead first love/sis-in-law onto marianne and that we don’t really see their courtship at all, but w/e. i especially enjoyed the ferrars family drama and the hilarious resolution to it, and i gotta say: lucy steele really did that & good for her. 4/5

anyway, i’m about halfway thru alasdair gray’s lanark, which is a great big pomo brick, half portrait of the artist as a young glaswegian, half weird visions of hell in the city of unthank & i’m into it but it’s not a quick read. in october uni reading is also going to start, perhaps for the last semester ever :(

#the only podcast i ever semi-successfully followed was welcome to nightvale #and only because it was the kind of story where it didn't matter if you spaced out several times in between #and even then i kinda had to stop once they started having an overarching plot #*lmao rereading my lil review for adventure zone where i say i'm vaguely interested in dnd is a trip #after i spent the whole last month mainlining critical role and most of my dreams now involve dice stuff i barely understand #like i really had three separate dreams about dnd last night & i've never played it & know nothing about it that isn't in critical role #really just want to be a tiefling that bad huh #the books i read

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haitilegends · 2 years ago

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Joyeux Anniversaire à Dany Laferrière.

Académicien, écrivain, réalisateur. Né le 13 avril 1953.

Né à Port-au-Prince en 1953 d’un père intellectuel et homme politique, Windsor Klébert Laferrière, et d’une mère archiviste à la mairie de Port-au-Prince, Marie Nelson, Windsor Klébert, qui deviendra Dany, passa son enfance avec sa grand-mère, Da, à Petit-Goâve, dans cet univers dominé par les libellules, les papillons, les fourmis, les montagnes bleues, la mer turquoise de la Caraïbe et l’amour fou pour Vava. Ces épisodes heureux sont relatés dans deux de ses romans : L’Odeur du café et Le Charme des après-midi sans fin.

À la fin de ses études secondaires au collège Canado-Haïtien, Dany Laferrière commence à travailler à l’âge de dix-neuf ans à Radio Haïti Inter, et à l’hebdomadaire politico-culturel Le Petit Samedi soir. Il signait, à la même époque, de brefs portraits de peintres dans leur atelier pour le quotidien Le Nouvelliste.

À la suite de l’assassinat de son ami Gasner Raymond, trouvé sur la plage de Braches, à Léogâne, le 1er juin 1976, il quitte précipitamment Port-au-Prince pour Montréal. Cet évènement sera raconté dans son roman Le Cri des oiseaux fous.

Il débarque dans une ville en pleine effervescence des Jeux olympiques et à la veille des élections historiques qui amèneront l’équipe de René Lévesque au pouvoir pour changer à jamais le paysage politique du Québec.

Seul, il observe cette ville nouvelle, et s’acclimate difficilement à l’hiver, parcourant le quartier latin fourmillant d’artistes où il dépose ses pénates. C’est un homme libre de vingt-trois ans qui s’engage dans une nouvelle vie tout en luttant pour échapper à la nostalgie, à la solitude et à la misère.

Pendant huit ans, il enchaîne les emplois précaires, parfois dans des usines en banlieue de Montréal, logeant dans des chambres « crasseuses et lumineuses » sans cesser de caresser un vieux rêve d’écrivain. Il se procure chez un brocanteur de la rue Saint-Denis cette fameuse machine à écrire Remington 22, qui l’accompagnera pendant une dizaine de romans.

Le voilà installé dans sa baignoire « rose » avec du mauvais vin pour lire tous ces écrivains qu’il ne pouvait se payer à Port-au-Prince : Hemingway, Miller, Diderot, Tanizaki, Gombrowicz, Borges, Marie Chauvet, Bukowski, Boulgakov, Baldwin, Cendrars, Mishima, Marquez, Vargas Llosa, Salinger, Grass, Calvino, Roumain, Ducharme, Virginia Woolf... Il deviendra le lecteur passionné, « l’homme-livre » que l’on connaît.

Paraît, en 1985, le roman Comment faire l’amour avec un nègre sans se fatiguer, qui explose dans le ciel littéraire du Québec.

À la suite du succès éclatant de son premier roman, la nouvelle télévision Quatre Saisons l’embauche en 1986 pour présenter la météo. Le Québec reçoit le choc d’un Noir annonçant la neige et les angoissantes blancheurs de février, tout cela avec légèreté et humour. Un nouveau personnage est né dans le paysage télévisuel. Ce qui l’amènera à la fameuse émission de Radio-Canada, La Bande des six, qui réunit six des meilleurs chroniqueurs de la presse québécoise.

1986, c’est aussi la mort de Jorge Luis Borges, ce vieux maître aveugle de Buenos Aires qu’il ne cessera jamais de lire. 1986, c’est surtout la fin de la dictature des Duvalier et un premier bref retour en Haïti. Avec son ami, l’écrivain Jean-Claude Charles, il parcourt le pays tout en tenant une chronique quotidienne pour Le Nouvelliste sur la débâcle des tontons macoutes et la fin du régime des Duvalier.

1989, la sortie du film tiré de son premier roman, Comment faire l’amour avec un nègre sans se fatiguer, lui permet de se familiariser avec le cinéma. Le film provoque un scandale aux États-Unis où la plupart des grands médias l’ont censuré. Le cinéma influence grandement son écriture (Le Goût des jeunes filles). C’est l’époque où il fréquente le petit cinéma « Le Ouimetoscope », découvrant un cinéma d’auteur qui imprègnera son œuvre.

En 1990, il quitte Montréal avec sa famille pour Miami, afin d’échapper à l’hiver mais surtout à cette célébrité bruyante qui n’était pas compatible avec le silence intérieur qu’exige le travail d’écrivain. Il écrit paisiblement à Kendall dix romans en douze ans, des livres qui forment l’ossature de son œuvre, dont le fameux cycle haïtien : L’Odeur du café, Le Goût des jeunes filles, Le Charme des après-midi sans fin, La Chair du maître, Le Cri des oiseaux fous, Pays sans chapeau… Miami, c’est l’époque studieuse où l’auteur travaille sans relâche, pas loin d’un petit lac dont il fait le tour chaque matin en ruminant les descriptions et les dialogues à écrire.

Printemps 1999, le Québec est le pays à l’honneur au Salon du livre de Paris. Invités de l’émission Bouillon de culture, de Bernard Pivot, avec Robert Lalonde et Gaétan Soucy, les trois écrivains québécois se distinguent ce soir-là. Dany Laferrière va jusqu’à souhaiter que l’on puisse remettre un jour le prix Nobel au Québec pour l’originalité de sa littérature.

Retour à Montréal après la sortie du Cri des oiseaux fous, son dixième roman, et fin de l’épisode de Miami.

Après une quinzaine d’années de travail acharné, Laferrière décide de cesser d’écrire de nouveaux récits pour prendre le temps de « revisiter » ses précédents romans. Il réécrit six romans, ajoutant de nouveaux chapitres, jusqu’à faire surgir une œuvre plus dense. Le procédé de réécriture à la manière Laferrière étonne considérablement la critique et encore davantage les universitaires.

Il redessine lui-même son œuvre, aménageant des passerelles entre les romans jusqu’à découvrir qu’il s’agit en fait d’un seul livre : une Autobiographie américaine. Cette Autobiographie américaine permet de lier les deux cycles, le cycle nord-américain, composé de romans urbains, agressifs, et le cycle haïtien, plus calme et empreint de la tendresse de Da, sauf lorsque l’action se déroule dans l’atmosphère de la dictature. Pendant longtemps, les critiques évoquent une autobiographie en dix romans. Il s’agit, selon Laferrière, d’un ensemble comprenant récits, romans et essais, qui forme aujourd’hui un corpus de vingt-deux ouvrages.

Après avoir scénarisé Comment faire l’amour avec un nègre sans se fatiguer, Le Goût des jeunes filles et participé activement à l’élaboration de Vers le sud, de Laurent Cantet, avec Charlotte Rampling, Laferrière scénarise et réalise son premier film Comment conquérir l’Amérique en une nuit. Il retrouve sur le plateau son vieux complice Maka Kotto dans ce film qui raconte une histoire pas trop éloignée de celle de cet enfant d’Haïti. Une narration où deux hommes échangent leurs expériences. L’oncle, qui vit depuis vingt ans à Montréal, décide de rentrer tandis que son jeune neveu arrive à Montréal pour y rester. On dirait deux paquebots se croisant dans la nuit sans se voir. Les critiques y ont pourtant vu un seul et même personnage : l’auteur n’a fait que mettre en scène deux périodes de sa vie.

En novembre 2009, Laferrière fait une rentrée remarquée avec L’Énigme du retour, qui a un vif succès au Québec avant de recevoir le prix Médicis. De nombreux prix suivront, dont le Grand Prix du livre de Montréal, le prix des libraires du Québec, le Combat des livres de Radio-Canada.

Janvier 2010, Laferrière se trouve à Port-au-Prince quand le séisme frappe le pays. Il note sur son carnet noir ses observations de manière si spontanée que les lecteurs auront l’impression de vivre l’évènement en direct. Tandis que la télévision montre les immeubles effondrés et compte les morts, Laferrière raconte la vie quotidienne dans une ville complètement brisée et les tentatives désespérées des gens pour garder une certaine dignité dans le malheur. La littérature, en s’éloignant du scandale, nous fait pénétrer dans l’intimité de la catastrophe.

Il publie en 2011, L’Art presque perdu de ne rien faire, qui rassemble ses chroniques sur Radio-Canada. Cet essai remporte un étonnant succès critique et de librairie.

Deux ans plus tard, en février 2013, il récidive avec Journal d’un écrivain en pyjama. Dans cet essai, Laferrière fait l’éloge de ses deux passions : l’écriture et la lecture, en deux cent deux chroniques sur des sujets aussi divers que la place de l’adjectif dans la phrase ou le plagiat dans les mœurs de la littérature. Ce livre intéressera l’écrivain en herbe comme le lecteur passionné. Il préside du 1er au 8 mai 2013 les Rencontres québécoises en Haïti, évènement qui rassemble une cinquantaine d’auteurs et de professionnels du livre haïtiens et québécois.

Prix international de littérature décerné par la Maison des cultures du monde, pour L’Énigme du retour, en 2014. Grand Prix Ludger-Duvernay, en 2015. En 2016, docteur honoris causa de Midlebury College (USA) et des universités Paris-Sorbonne et Pierre et Marie Curie.

Officier de l'ordre national du Québec (2014), citoyen d'honneur de la ville de Montréal (2014), officier de l'ordre du Canada (2015), compagnon des Arts et des Lettres du Québec (2015).

Élu à l’Académie française, le 12 décembre 2013, au fauteuil d’Hector Bianciotti (2e fauteuil)

Œuvres

Certains ouvrages sont édités chez Grasset : Le goût des jeunes filles (2005), Je suis un écrivain japonais (2008), L’énigme du retour (2009), Chronique de la dérive douce (2012), Journal d’un écrivain en pyjama (2013).

1985 Comment faire l’amour avec un nègre sans se fatiguer (VLB Éditeur)

1985 Haïti (Québec) - scénario; réalisation Tahami Rached

1987 Éroshima (VLB Éditeur)

1991 L’Odeur du café (VLB Éditeur)

1992 Le Goût des jeunes filles (VLB Éditeur)

1993 Cette grenade dans la main du jeune nègre est-elle une arme ou un fruit ? (VLB Éditeur)

1994 Chronique de la dérive douce (VLB Éditeur)

1996 Pays sans chapeau (Lanctôt Éditeur)

1997 La Chair du maître (Lanctôt Éditeur)

1997 Le Charme des après-midi sans fin (Lanctôt Éditeur)

2000 J'écris comme je vis - entretien avec Bernard Magnier (Lanctôt Éditeur)

2000 Je suis fatigué (Lanctôt Éditeur)

2000 Le Cri des oiseaux fous (Lanctôt Éditeur)

2004 Comment conquérir l’Amérique en une nuit - réalisation et scénario

2005 Les Années 80 dans ma vieille Ford

2006 Je suis fou de Vava - illustrations de Frédéric Normandin (Éditions de la Bagnole)

2006 Vers le sud (Boréal)

2008 Je suis un écrivain japonais (Boréal)

2009 La Fête des morts - illustrations de Frédéric Normandin (Éditions de la Bagnole)

2009 L’Énigme du retour (Boréal)

2010 Conversations avec Dany Laferrière - interviews de Ghila Sroka (La Parole métèque)

2010 Tout bouge autour de moi

2011 L’Art presque perdu de ne rien faire (Boréal)

2013 Journal d’un écrivain en pyjama

2014 L'art presque perdu de ne rien faire (Grasset)

2015 Tout ce qu’on ne te dira pas Mongo (Boréal)

2015 Dany Laferrière à l’Académie française (Boréal)

2016 Mythologies américaines (Grasset)

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unpensadoranonimo · 6 years ago

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Ni psicópatas ni terroristas: incendios como los de Cantabria buscan pasto para ganado (y dinero)

El presidente de Cantabria, Miguel Ángel Revilla, ha considerado que la oleada de incendios forestales que ha vivido estos días esa comunidad es fruto de enfermos mentales. Ha llamado a la población a que "denuncie a los psicópatas que queman el monte". Buscar culpables en desequilibrios o tramas siniestras es un recurso repetido por parte de los gestores políticos cuando arden los montes que están bajo su responsabilidad. Tras la devastación vivida en Galicia en octubre de 2017 (que conllevó cuatro víctimas mortales), el presidente de la Xunta, Alberto Nuñez Feijóo, aireó la idea de que una acción terrorista incendiaria estaba detrás de los fuegos.

Sin embargo, los datos y las investigaciones niegan análisis como el de Revilla. Cinco de los seis municipios españoles que más han ardido respecto a su superficie desde 2001 son cántabros, según una recopilación de datos que hizo Civio en septiembre de 2018: Arredondo, Cabuérniga, Los Tojos, Selaya y Vega del Pas han ardido todos los años desde esa fecha. En la vecina Asturias, el 80% de los incendios son intencionados (frente a la media nacional del 55%), según las Brigadas de Investigación de Incendios del Principado.

En el caso gallego, la Fiscalía determinó, meses después de que se apagaran las llamas, que "las diligencias de investigación concluyen que no se puede acreditar una planificación criminal organizada". Era abril de 2018, habían pasado seis meses desde los siniestros y el humo de los incendios ya se había disipado. No hubo mayores reproches a la Xunta por diseminar la acusación de que sus montes se quemaban porque había terroristas del fuego detrás de ello. El Gobierno de Feijóo gastó 77.000 euros en insertar publicidad en 12 medios impresos repitiendo ese mensaje.

Cantabria ha contado hasta 160 focos en cinco días, lo que ha copado la atención pública y la referencia del presidente autonómico a los psicópatas. También ha activado el nivel 2 del Plan Especial sobre Incendios Forestales de Cantabria, lo que implica la "incorporación de medios estatales" o la previsión de "situaciones de emergencia que deriven hacia el interés nacional". Además de los recursos del Gobierno cántabro, han debido movilizarse cientos de soldados de la Unidad Militar de Emergencias, helicópteros de la UME, aviones del Ministerio de Agricultura...

Los incendios de este mes superan el pico que se vivió en diciembre de 2015, en plena acumulación de incendios en el norte cantábrico peninsular, cuando en la Comunidad Autónoma de Cantabria llegaron a declararse más de 80 fuegos. "No son psicópatas ni terroristas. Que Revilla diga qué sector es, que lo sabe", ha respondido Theo Oberhuber, coordinador de campañas de Ecologistas en Acción.

Un patrón repetido año tras año

Las memorias de la Fiscalía de Medio Ambiente ilustran, año tras año, qué actividad está detrás de los incendios invernales: la ganadería. En 2015, los fiscales hicieron una mención especial al "episodio de incendios forestales que se sucedió en la Cornisa Cantábrica durante la segunda mitad de diciembre de 2015". Dejaron por escrito que se produjo una "propagación incontrolada de fuegos originados fundamentalmente por conductas imprudentes de quemas de monte bajo para obtención de pastos".

En la memoria de 2014 puede leerse que "la causa más abundante [de los incendios forestales] continúa siendo la quema tanto de residuos (…) como regeneraciones de pasto". La secuencia no se detiene. En la recopilación fiscal de 2016 se dio cuenta de que "descendieron notablemente los incendios provocados por perturbados/pirómanos". Por el contrario "se aprecia un importante incremento con respecto al ejercicio anterior en los incendios causados por prácticas tradicionales inadecuadas (quemas de vegetación para pastos)". ¿En 2017? El mismo documento incorpora el análisis de los fiscales de, por ejemplo, Zamora, que insisten: "La mayoría de los fuegos son intencionados por el uso del fuego como herramienta de gestión del matorral para la creación de pastos para el ganado". En Asturias, los incendios "se encuentran relacionados con actividades de regeneración del pasto, lo que hace que se encuentren muy condicionados por las situaciones climáticas de los meses de enero a abril". Los incendios invernales.

Las fincas ganaderas se queman en invierno para que, tras las llamas, rebroten pastos en prados sin matorrales ni árboles. De hecho, la presencia de vegetación distinta al pasto puede traducirse en pérdida de ingresos. Los pagos directos por el mantenimiento de pastos permanentes incluidos en la Política Agraria Común de la Unión Europea (PAC) prevén el descuento de las hectáreas subvencionables de la superficie con matorral o arbolado "impenetrable" para el ganado. Los pagos directos de la PAC ascienden a 40.000 millones anuales para la UE.

Las modificaciones de la PAC han ido admitiendo como "elegible" para las ayudas fincas con algunos tipos de esta vegetación que sirvan para que el ganado coma: ya sea las propias plantas o sus frutos, pero el riesgo de perder hectáreas subvencionables sigue presente. Estas variedades vegetales "leñosas" son admitidas para que lleguen las ayudas económicas, pero no puede haber demasiadas ya que "debe seguir cumpliéndose el requisito de que sea accesible para el ganado", según explica el Fondo Español de Garantía Agraria.

Calor y sequedad

Las condiciones climáticas de febrero de 2019 han ayudado a extender las llamas de estas quemas en Cantabria. Los resúmenes de la Agencia Estatal de Meteorología indican que los pasados 16, 17 y 18 de febrero hubo 0 milímetros de lluvia, vientos con rachas de entre 25 y 70 Km/h y temperaturas –en pleno invierno– de casi 23ºC. En la estación de Los Tojos superaron los 20ºC. Así, las quemas se han descontrolado.

La organización WWF utiliza el término "polvorín del noroeste" tras la temporada de incendios vivida en 2017 para describir las condiciones locales y regionales que van desde Galicia al País Vasco incluyendo además a provincias como Zamora o León. Y apuntan a otras variables diferentes a las personas perturbadas o los terroristas para abordar el problema. Llama a los ejecutivos regionales a "buscar alternativas consensuadas para reducir el uso del fuego como herramienta de regeneración de pastos" y replantear la gestión de la ganadería extensiva (que es la que consume los pastizales frente al pienso habitual de las cabañas intensivas estabuladas) que aborde "la normativa, ayudas, mercados y otros obstáculos" para esta actividad.

En este sentido, ya en 2008 los fiscales de medio ambiente señalaban en la raíz del problema "la necesidad de un mayor compromiso de la Administración concienciando a la ciudadanía sobre lo negativo e irreversible que resultan los incendios forestales, contrariamente a lo que se suele creer por los ganaderos que los provocan para obtener pastos."

Fuente: Raul Rejón

#opinion #economia #corrupcion #españa

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suntelecomcn · 3 years ago

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Duct Fiber Optic Cable

The duct protects fiber optic cable from the harsh environment. Duct cables must be rigid yet flexible enough to be installed into duct systems. This article will lead you to know about duct cable.

What is Duct Cable?

Duct cable (or conduit) offers a highly protective environment for fiber-optic cable. The duct is typically buried, and then the cable is air-blown, jetted, pulled, or pushed into the duct. Duct cable can be well protected by the pipe after installation and has high safety performance, high bandwidth, lightweight, flexible, water and temperature-resistant, and EMI-immune. For different construction sites, it can be a non-armored cable, armored cable, and micro-blown cable.

Applications

Duct cables are typically installed into the duct, they are widely applied in long-distance communication,inter-office communication, metropolitan area networks(MAN),access networks, FTTH networks, and backbone networks.

Installation Method

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Pulling Method

The pulling Method refers to cable installation into pre-installed underground ducts by manual pulling or by a puller machine. In this method, the cable is pulled through the duct with the help of a pre-installed rope inside the duct. The pulling method is generally preferred in access networks where underground ducts are not continuous for more than 200 to 300 meters. Under this condition, the fiber cable needs to be stored in coil form at each manhole/handhole available every 200 to 300 meters. Thus, fiber optic cable installation into a duct using a pulling method is suitable for apply within short distances.

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seneweb · 5 years ago

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Emmanuel Macron, enlève ton genou de nos cous !, (Par Adama Gaye)

Dans un post sur son compte facebook ce vendredi 13 novembre, Adama Gaye s’en est pris au président français. Analysant la quintessence du “Forum de la paix”, le journaliste-consultant a accusé Emmanuel d’être “presque le parrain des criminels qui nous gouvernent”.

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Emmanuel Macron, tu deviens notre pire ennemi. Tu l’es par ton paternalisme et tes accointances injustifiables, inqualifiables, avec ceux qui, laquais serviles à ton service et servant de relais à tes politiques d’exploitation néocoloniale dans nos pays, ont transformé nos vies en enfer terrestre. Dans un contexte d’extrême précarité des sociétés et Etats francophones, où les droits de l’homme, la démocratie, la bonne gouvernance sont piétinés comme jamais auparavant, pendant que par milliers leurs jeunes s’en vont finir leurs jours au fond de l’Océan Atlantique ou sur les routes meurtrières du Maghreb, en quête d’un horizon plus clément, tout ce que tu trouves à nous offrir encore, c’est ce spectacle indécent hier où les brigands politiques ont pu se pavaner à tes côtés pour pérorer. Le faire, de surcroît, autour d’un thème, la paix, dont ils violent au quotidien le sens et la substance.

Forum de la paix

«Le chemin de l’enfer est pavé de bonnes intentions», dit-on à bon droit, et tu en as administré une preuve incontestable en imaginant pouvoir nous être utiles avec ce que tu as dénommé ton «Forum de la Paix» en y invitant les images de ces personnes et institutions dont la seule évocation suffit à faire dégueuler les africains ces temps-ci. Ce faisant, en t’asseyant, notamment avec un Macky Sall, le Fonds monétaire international (FMI), l’Organisation des nations-unies, tu ne réalises pas que tu nous dis, dans un langage subliminal, que, Covid ou pas, tout bouge pour rester identique. Alors que l’ordre libéral post-deuxième guerre mondiale qui, sous le leadership des Etats-Unis d’Amérique (USA), a conditionné l’évolution des relations inter-Etats, n’a jamais été aussi contesté, justifiant la recherche d’une nouvelle orientation, avec davantage de voix pour les peuples et pays longtemps déshérités, tout ce que tu trouves à faire c’est d’offrir par ce plateau conceptuel un bol d’oxygène aux forces du statut quo, aux principaux obstacles des changements que le monde se doit de produire pour donner une chance aux damnés de la terre. En réalité, malgré tes airs doucereux, tu incarnes la plus détestable tradition de la politique africaine de ton pays. Tu es un Foccart en gants de velours, dans une langue mielleuse, qui valide tous les coups fourrés contre nos pays en plus de conforter les plus condamnables actes et acteurs en leur sein. Tu es presque le parrain des criminels qui nous gouvernent. Tous les francophones Ouest-africains ont, à cet égard, noté comment tu as tourné la tête ailleurs quand du Sénégal, l’an dernier, à la Guinée-Conakry, à la Côte d’Ivoire, récemment, et ailleurs, depuis ton arrivée à la tête de la France, les règles démocratiques et constitutionnelles étaient violentées. Pas un mot de condamnation, pas une mise en garde, pas un acte pour accompagner ta parole que l’on croyait, au départ, porteuse d’un réalignement de la relation franco-africaine. Que dire de ton silence face au mépris envers les droits de l’homme que certains de tes interlocuteurs du forum d’hier pratiquent à ciel ouvert, en arrêtant, détenant, torturant leurs adversaires politiques et intellectuels? Nada.

Emmanuel Macron

Tu fais honte. Ne comptons donc pas sur un revirement de ta part relativement à ton alignement de soutien aux manœuvres de corruption et de captation, par les entreprises françaises, comme Alsthom et son fameux TER au Sénégal. Tu les couves. Il faut être toi, Emmanuel Macron, pour laisser Macky Sall déblatérer sur des sujets certes grandiloquents, comme l’inclusion, les droits de l’homme, l’équité sociale, la lutte contre l’émigration des jeunes, et l’écouter sans ciller pendant qu’il ment audacieusement sous ton sourire bizarre qui a pu donner à penser que tu avais un…béguin pour lui. Ne nous dis pas que tes services de renseignements de la DGSE ne t’ont pas informé. Ils savent ce qui se passe. Tu sais bien que, rien que le mois dernier, cinq cents jeunes sénégalais, parce que privés de leur gagne-pain, les produits de la pêche bradés par ton hôte à des prédateurs Européens et Asiatiques, se sont ajoutés à une longue liste, macabre, de victimes de l’émigration. En l’absence d’un État qui s’en fiche des morts qui flottent sur les côtes nationales, conséquence de son échec, c’est le peuple sénégalais qui a décidé d’honorer par un deuil, ce jour, la mémoire des victimes de l’émigration.

“La loi du talion”

Sais-tu par ailleurs que la loi du Talion, faute d’une politique de protection des citoyens, a transformé notre pays en «no-man ’s-land ?», une vraie jungle, où des jeunes désœuvrés, ne parvenant pas à joindre les deux bouts, recourent à la criminalité violente, s’ils ne tentent, à bord de scooters, de chiper les affaires de leurs cibles. Deux parmi eux ont été lynchés à mort il y a trois jours sans un mot du gouvernement illégitime du Sénégal. La violence, criminelle ou sociétale, est légitimée. L’Etat est aux abonnés absents. Les populations paupérisées ont les nerfs à fleur de peau. La recette est complète pour le déferlement de violences dont on ne sait pas jusqu’où il ira… Monsieur Macron, tes pétitions de principes, ce que les anglophones appellent le lip-service, les gesticulations verbales, n’impressionnent personne ici sous nos tropiques. A l’œuvre, tu poses les actes qui ont achevé de te dépeindre en adversaire à combattre, ici et maintenant. Déjà, dans un continent où vivent des centaines de millions de musulmans, ta récente insulte de notre prophète, Mahomet (PSL), et tes fréquentations exorbitantes de mauvais gouvernants africains te placent dans ce rôle peu enviable.

Voyage de Macron à Abidjan

On a même vu, voici plus d’un an, que tu avais fait un voyage à Abidjan pour tenter de détourner le projet de coopération monétaire Ouest africaine, sous l’égide de la Communauté économique ouest africaine (CEDEAO) que, bon an, mal an, nous essayons de déployer, jusqu’à lui trouver un symbole, sa dénomination monétaire, l’ECO. L’image que je poste ce matin de mes années CEDEAO, au début des années 1990, est un rappel : c’est alors que furent lancées les négociations pour réaliser ce pan de l’intégration régionale Ouest africaine. Monsieur Macron, tu as beau affirmer que tu souhaites voir et entendre d’autres faces et voix dans la coopération que tu veux tisser avec l’Afrique, ce n’est que du pipeau, du vent, du verbiage. Le Forum de la paix a prouvé au-delà de tout doute que tu œuvres pour la crétinisation de notre continent.

Cas Ciryl Ramaphosa et Macky Sall

Tes principaux interlocuteurs, en dehors de deux chefs d’Etat africains ayant conduit leurs pays en faillite, le Sud-africain Ramaphosa et le Sénégalais illégitime Sall, furent, sans surprise, d’habituels coupables. Notamment un Antonio Guterres de l’ONU, qui nous prédisait l’apocalypse, un FMI, une Kristalina Georgieva; Directrice générale du FMI, qui veut faire un virage social par le verbe tout en maintenant les conditionnalités économiques par lesquelles son institution tient nos pays dans un esclavage, ou encore les responsables de l’Union européenne, chantres vocaux d’un rideau de fer contre l’immigration africaine sans oser exiger les comptes de la part de leurs partenaires officiels qui ont détourné l’aide des contribuables du Vieux continent. Emmanuel Macron, saches-le : l’Afrique dynamique, qui veut un autre sort, plus digne, intelligente et intellectuelle, engagée, et souhaite peser sur le monde post-covid en gestation, a toutes les raisons de se méfier de tes louches initiatives. Ses membres ne sont pas loin de penser que tu pourrais être in fine le porteur d’un projet destructeur de valeurs pour nos sociétés, tes liens avec la franc-maçonnerie et les milieux homosexuels ont fini de te rendre encore plus suspect. Change de disque ou de méthode, nous ne sommes pas couchés, Manu, et commence par enlever ton genou hypocrite que tu nous mets sous les cous. De l’air, please, malgré ta jeunesse, tu incarnes le passéïsme d’une politique de coopération paternaliste et colonialiste -ennemie de l’Afrique. Nous ne sommes pas dupes ! Adama Gaye*, auteur de Otage d’un Etat, illégalement arrêté par l’Etat voyou du Sénégal en 2019, vit en exil au Caire. Il est un opposant au régime illégitime de Macky Sall. P: Photo souvenir des années CEDEAO avec Dr. Abass Bundu, actuel président de l’assemblée nationale de Sierra Leone, alors Sécrétaire Exécutif de l’Organisation, Kadré Ouédraogo, ex-PM du Faso, candidat à la présidentielle, et Gilles Baillet, ex-Ministre des Finances du Niger. Je suis dans la deuxième rangée, tout sourire …

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🖇️BL WATCHLIST MARCH

🎬To Be Continued - 3PLUS | NETFLIX - I won't be able to watch this as it airs which doesn't stop me from making heart eyes at Fluke Pongsapat. 🥰

🎬Close Friend 3: Soju Bomb - GAGAOOLALA - I really like this one so far actually.

🎬1000 Years Old - GAGAOOLALA - New favourite show detected.

🎬Two Worlds - IQIYI - Here for my cheesy mystical fantasy lakorn with Gun and Pak.

🎬Deep Night - IQIYI - This show is taking over from Playboyy (same slot, different company) and that hopefully means we won't go thirsty on spicy Thursday.

🎬City of Stars - IQIYI - This is going to be my new low-stakes comfort BL - in best Star Hunter tradition.

🎬A Secretly Love - WeTV - My long awaited oldschool uni BL with Kut and Kimmon is finally coming. If this doesn't have an inter release I'll cry.

🖇️COMING UP

⭐High Demand - YOUTUBE - I have no recollection of wanting to watch this. Apparently it's a movie (?) by Jinloe. Yikes.

⭐The Star - YOUTUBE - Another wayufilm indie production. If you like realism and grounded stories then be sure to give this a try.

🖇️FINISHED

🎬Dead Friend Forever | DFF - IQIYI - And maybe they're still trapped in that house to this day. The End.

🎬Time - GAGAOOLALA - I still don't understand what this series even was.

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#jane watches stuff #bl watchlist #looks like march will be a cozy month #maybe i can actually catch up with some older stuff???

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kingfisher95 · 8 years ago

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A Little Apology And Then Some

So last year I dropped off of the face of tumblr, basically because uni was absolutely kicking my ass. But sadly that meant I left many things unfinished. One of these was a fic exchange which I got far far too dedicated to and kept saying to myself I would finish. I never did. @avatarquake I am so so so sorry. My prompt was - Daisy/Coulson, their vehicles and car races [fanfic, graphic, fanart]. Here below, for you and every Skoulson and Formula 1 fan, the first 2000 words of my fic which I do hope to keep working on. It’s very close to my heart, but I haven’t even got to the shipping aspect.

I also do not think I will return to tumblr for several more months, probably not until well into 2018.

“Give me an update, where is Loki?” Phil thinks he manages to sound nonchalant even in the heat of battle, bracing his body and throwing the wheel left praying the tyres will grip. Of course they do, 7 laps old and there’s no give at all but it’s always a gamble. They bite and bite and bite and the apex roars around and now he can hit the gas again, franticly climbing gears as he’s pressed back in his seat by the acceleration.

“All good Phil. You’re 6 seconds up, he’s got the edge in sector 3 but you’ve gone purple in sector 1 the past 2 laps. Fuel is on target,” May crackles in his ear, breezily calm, he can almost picture her leaning in to the telemetry screens with that tiny crease of concentration between her brows, working the best way to keep their agile little car ahead of the overpowered Asgardian brutes.

The next corner races at him and he lifts off and he fights the instinct to brake, carrying all the speed he can, deeper, deeper.

NOW. His foot stamps on the brakes and he wrenches right. This time the tyres slip just a millimetre before they catch and he’s flooring it again, racing toward the start-finish line to start lap 45/51 and sector 1, a fast and tight set of corners which test the aero package to the limit and makes his heart race like a derby stallion.

“Purple again, how are the tyres?” May asks as he punches in to sector two.

“Tyres are good,” he manages to grind out as he maxes out and the force of the acceleration pushes him backwards into his seat and the heat of the roaring V12. The back straight wings past the corners of his sight in a blur of colour, eyes fixed on the approaching corner, a vicious left hander where drivers can experience in excess of 4 G.

“Loki closing we need to hit 1:39,” crackles the radio as the force of his braking causes the webbed harness to bite into his shoulders and Coulson hits the confirm button as he flicks the car into the corner just a fraction too late, running wide and setting him up wrong for the sweeping right hander. The tires squeal in protest, smoking and drowned out by the engine’s roar and he runs far too wide onto the curb. Coulson swears violently, wrestling the car back onto the tarmac and hitting the accelerator down the third straight.

“Sorry Phil. Damage report on the lockup?”

“Intact. Tyres will make it to the end of the race if I’m careful.” Honestly he’s not sure if they will and Copse is closing on him, a corner taken almost flat. The sweat is running in his eyes now and he can see a flash of the golden Asgard livery in his right mirror.

Copse is over in a flash and the frantic weave of the next few corners feels all the worse as Coulson starts to feel the back end slide by increments. Around Stowe the back end steps out like an American drifter, smoking violently.

“Box. Box.” May still sounds calm but Coulson can’t believe she’s calling him in, 6 laps to the end. 6 laps, he’ll make it last. “Box Phil, and confirm.”

Coulson wings past the pit lane entry and on to the start finish straight, glancing at the timing board that still shows him in 1st place. He’s in the 1.41’s and suddenly Loki’s car is looming large in his mirrors. The SHIELD engine is vastly underpowered compared to the Asgard team and a tight feeling develops in his chest as he throws the car in to the first set of corners of lap 46. He’s got to rely on his aero package and pray the tires make it.

“Coulson when I give an order, I expect it obeyed. Box this lap unless you want your ass handed to you extra crispy,” the radio booms with Fury’s voice. “Confirm.”

Coulson doesn’t have time to confirm. Loki’s gotten better drive out of Aintree and the superior horsepower is telling. He’s forced to go deep in to go defensive in to Stowe, compromising the right hander for the second time running. It’s a horse race down towards Copse and Coulson doesn’t bother touching the brakes as he flings the car into the pass. Its rear end steps out like a ballet dancer as Loki dives towards the inside line, trying the undercut, the smell of burning rubber is everywhere and all Phil can see is smoke and yellow livery and then black.

A fierce joy rises inside Daisy as she flies through the final corner of the penultimate lap. Spa-francorchamps, the fastest race on the calendar. The black tarmac glistens festively, varnished with rain, and the chunky inters throw plumes of water to her left and right.

“1:55.2,” the radio intones. Daisy flicks the confirm and surges across the line. She needs to shave a quarter of a second off this lap and she knows exactly where to do it. The track is rising beneath her and she punches the gas, following the fading racing line to the crest of the hill in Eau Rouge, a terrifying blind corner and she turns in with a thrill in her heart the same as every time she takes this corner which betters even the bravest of drivers.

All she can see is trees and sky and then the track falls away beneath her as she turns in on faith. With a snap the track comes back in to view but she’s carrying too much speed to make the left hander. She punches the brakes and the tyres lock in protest, skating over the soaking track and the gravel trap spits as she slides to a halt and the screen flickers black.

Daisy slams her hands against the wheel in frustration and rips off the VR headset, revealing the dark room and the cheap plastic of the simulator’s walls. May perches to her left, tablet in hand and a steely look in her eyes.

“You just wasted an hour and half driving time to crash out on the final lap. You knew you were taking eau rouge too fast, that was stupid and reckless.” She clips out in her emotionless voice, reaching for Daisy’s wristband and flicking to her heart rate monitor. It’s hovering around 85, and the older woman makes a noise of approval. “Good recovery. But you can do better.”

May drops Daisy’s wrist and stands up, tapping on her tablet with a small crease between her brows. Daisy unclips the steering wheel and places it in front of her on the nose of the sim. Unbuckling the racing harness, she stands, rolling her shoulders to relieve the tension of being cradled in a carbon fibre cocoon for nearly 4 hours. She hops neatly out, and turns to start unscrewing her seat, a custom made mould of her body, from the skeletal sim car.

“No need for that,” May interrupts, looking up and snatching the steering wheel. “You’re back down here this afternoon.”

That was unusual, usually SHIELD only gave their young drivers half days on the simulator, here and there, crumbs off the tables of the big boys. Now it was Winter break Daisy had expected to have even less time with Barton and Romanoff back and needing to run the predicted spec for next year and learn the new track in Azerbaijan.

“Why’s that?” she asks, tugging off the worn racing gloves and instead tossing them in to the chair. She’s instantly suspicious. “You finally convinced them I’m a rockstar worthy of recognition?”

May doesn’t even look up.

“After that display?” she says coolly. “Not likely. Get some lunch Johnson, I expect you back here at 1.30.”

“Yes ma’am!” Daisy darts up the stairs into the sun-filled atrium, breathing in deep, clean lungfuls of air, wonderfully fresh after the stuffy sim room. The glass the room, like a giant fishbowl, is bedecked in twinkling lights and icicles. A colossal Christmas tree takes pride of place, it’s boughs heavy with silver SHIELD-sponsored baubles and a selection of perfectly wrapped cuboidal presents crowd at its feet in silver and black paper. Daisy pauses to examine the thing with distaste, a heavy-handed tribute to consumerism, and glances round at the clipped sound of heels approaching.

“Hiya Daisy!” Bobbi chirrups, and Daisy spins and hugs a statuesque blonde woman in greeting.

“Bobbi! Long time no see! I didn’t expect to see you here, they running you though the mill too?”

“Yeah, Fury’s giving us some big inspirational speech and then I’ve got sim drills, according to my timetable.”

“Yeah, I spent all morning down there with the cavalry, apparently I’ve got to go back there this afternoon. Don’t fancy a swap do you? Who’ve you got?”

Bobbi chuckles as they cross in to the swinging doors of the canteen.

“No chance girl. I’ve got a hot date with Hunter. Besides, you know May’s the best at what she does.”

Daisy groans and rolls her eyes melodramatically, snatching up a bottle of water with one hand and an apple with another.

“Sure, but would it kill her to crack a smile every so often?”

The plastic canteen chairs scrape on the faux wood lino as they sit by one of the curved bay windows and Daisy bites in to her apple with a crisp crunch. The room is rapidly filling with a buzz of noise as more and more people file in and she glances around curiously. Fury is lurking ominously in a corner, dressed in a black leather biker jacket.

“You gotta remember what she’s been through Daisy.” Bobbi reproves as she pokes her salad with a plastic fork.

“Yeah and what was that exactly,” mutters the smaller woman. “Nobody seems to be able to tell me. And why does that mean she gets to put me through the ringer. She made me drive Spa twice this morning. In the wet.”

Bobbi casts her a sympathetic look and opens her mouth to reply.

“Ok PEOPLE,” comes the bellow. Fury is standing at the front of the room, flanked by Fitz-Simmons, head engineer and biomechanics respectively. He builds the cars and finds the limits of their capabilities, she does the same to the drivers. Daisy hates them both. Neither of them deign to work with anything or anyone below top level, Daisy who gets a morning in the sim a score of times a year is quite beneath their notice.

“I have been informed that we are performing… suboptimally,” he glances fiercely at the gawky Scot on his left who blinks robotically at the attentive crowd. “Our competitors are churning out better, faster and stronger drivers. SHIELD has not had a package to rival for the championship since Rogers. We are going to be making big changes around these parts, starting this afternoon. We are working towards a more integrated, innovative system. The board wants results. You all gotta pull your weight, or you might find you have no weight to pull. Engineers of all descriptions, report to Fitz for debriefing in the garage. Drivers, PR, trainers, personal engineers, report to Simmons right here. “

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nerdishfeels · 8 years ago

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September wrap up

So I didn’t read a lot unfortunately (I was kinda in a slump and this month was fairly miserable for me 😂). However, I did finish The Hate U Give which I gave 5*!

I liked the perspective it gives us on the racial conflict between black people and the police. It was great to see the author break down on the stereotypes that are associated with black people (such as drugs and gangs) and touch on other topics such inter-racial relationships. I felt the book really captured Starr’s fear in speaking out against a police officer and I liked that whilst the book was powerful, it was also realistic as well in terms of the case.

I really loved the family dynamics in this book. It was really nice to see a strong bond between Starr and her family. I also loved the references to Fresh Prince of Bel Air (I definitely imagined Will Smith rapping the theme song while I was reading this lol). I highly recommend picking up this book if you haven’t already!

Let’s hope I get a chance to read more books in October since my uni starts next week 😨

#september wrap up #the hate u give #review

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actusfrances · 6 years ago

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À quoi le Flyboard de Franky Zapata va-t-il servir ?

"Les gens rêvent de voler. On a grandi avec 'Retour vers le Futur', on a tous attendu 2015 et le Hoverboard de Marty McFly. En 2015, il n’y en a pas eu donc on s’est dit "on va le faire"." C'est désormais chose faite. Dimanche 4 août, Franky Zapata, a réalisé son rêve. Celui que l'on surnomme "l'homme volant" a traversé la Manche à bord de son Flyboard Air, à vingt-mètres au dessus de l'eau. Perché sur l'appareil hydropropulsé dans sa combinaison noire, il a parcouru les 35 kilomètres qui séparent la France du Royaume-Uni à une vitesse atteignant 170 kilomètres par heure. Si l'exploit est remarquable, beaucoup s'interrogent désormais sur l'utilité de cet engin. À quoi, et à qui, l'invention de Franky Zapata pourrait-elle servir à l'avenir ? Tour d'horizon des possibilités. Les images aériennes de la traversée de la Manche de Franky Zapata #AFP pic.twitter.com/5fVMjHR0bP

— Agence France-Presse (@afpfr) August 4, 2019

Un usage militaire

Alors qu'il avait été initialement interdit de vol par les autorités, le Flyboard Air de Franky Zapata a fini par intéresser l'armée française, qui lui a octroyé une subvention de 1,3 million d'euros en décembre 2018. Au défilé militaire du 14 juillet, l'ancien champion du monde de jet-ski avait fait une démonstration remarquée de son Flyboard au-dessus des Champs-Élysées. Le même jour, la ministre des armées Florence Parly avait révélé au micro de France Inter, à propos de l'engin : "Il va permettre de tester différentes utilisations, comme plate-forme logistique volante ou plate-forme d’assaut". Le Flyboard Air pourrait donc servir au transport de vivres et de munitions mais aussi au combat. L'invention de Franky Zapata serait également utile à l'armée pour évacuer un blessé ou encore réaliser une infiltration dans des immeubles hauts de plusieurs étages, par exemple. Avec un Flyboard Air, un soldat pourrait atteindre 2 000 mètres d'altitude en seulement quelques secondes. Mais l'armée n'utilisera pas le Flyboard Air de Franky Zapata tel qu'on le connait. Dans une interview à France Info, l'inventeur marseillais a précisé : "Le Flyboard n’est pas un produit utilisable par l’armée et le commun des mortels. On est en train de travailler avec les forces spéciales pour un produit qui s’appelle le EZ-Fly, qui est un hybride entre un Flyboarder et un Segway, avec des poignées pour se tenir, plus facile à utiliser".

Voiture volante

Pour Franky Zapata et son équipe, l'objectif est désormais de perfectionner l'objet, et notamment les turboréacteurs : "C'est un produit que l'on maitrise à 200 %. C'est plus facile de mettre une innovation sur un produit qui est maitrisé que sur un produit que l'on maitrise moins". Et l'exposition médiatique dont a bénéficié le Flyboard Air devrait surtout permettre à Franky Zapata de promouvoir d'autres produits, destinés au grand public. "Le Flyboard nous sert à changer les mentalités pour que le monde soit prêt quand on sortira notre voiture volante", a-t-il expliqué lors de sa conférence de presse dimanche 4 août.

Et pour les citoyens lambda ?

Si certains s'imaginaient déjà faire leurs courses ou se rendre au travail en Flyboard, ils risquent donc d'être déçus. L'engin n'est pas destiné aux citoyens lambda car il se révèle particulièrement difficile à maîtriser, et par conséquent trop dangereux :

"Le Flyboard Air est un produit extrême. Ce n'est pas une machine à mettre dans les mains de tout le monde. Ce n'est pas un produit qui est vendable."

Alors qu'un journaliste lui demandait à combien s'élevait le prix de vente, Franky Zapata a réaffirmé que le Flyboard ne serait pas commercialisé. N'est pas "l'homme volant" qui veut...

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hellofakhirahrobbani · 6 years ago

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Dialogia Rumpun Keilmuan

Kalian ini ada masalah apa sih sampe bisa bilang, “Anak Saintek kok ngomongin politik,” “Anak soshum kok ngomongin neurosains?" Do you know that people can have more than one interest at the same time and the do not necessarily have to align with the subject the majored in tertiary education? Sebuah thread (draft ulir) di Twitter hampir diretweet 1.429 kali dan disukai sebanyak 1.386 kali.

Apakah kamu salah salah satunya?

Jika iya, selamat bergabung kepada ribuan orang lainnya, yang mungkin tidak sempat meretweet dan mengedraft ulir (thread) tersebut. Namun, mengalami kegemasan berada dalam kotak-kotak rumpun keilmuan.

Opini Kompas hari ini (17/06) yang berjudul “Dua Budaya Berkelindan” oleh Iwan Pranoto, mampu sedikitnya menjelaskan kegelisahan sebagian besar perasaan akademisi dan mahasiswa yang ingin melanjutkan keilmuannya di rumpun yang berbeda. Namun, seringkali di Indonesia, mereka yang mengambil pendidikan lanjutannya dengan jurusan yang berbeda (padahal masih dalam satu klaster humaniora (misalnya)) tetap sering tersandung perihal isu linearitas keilmuan.

Sudah berapa banyak keluhan lahir dari banyak pihak yang melanjutkan kuliahnya tidak sejalan dengan disiplin ilmu sebelumnya, namun sangat sejalan dengan pendalaman riset tertentu, ditolak menjadi pengajar di berbagai universitas. Misalnya, saya yang sangat tertarik ingin dengan tiga rumpun keilmuan ini; psikologi, ekonomi dan politik, merasakan dilema hebat soal kemana saya harus melanjutkan pendidikan selanjutnya. Menuruti idealisme dengan mengikuti minat atau realistis, mempertimbangkan sistem yang masih berlaku saat ini alih-alih jika saya akhirnya ingin mengajar?

Minyak dan Air

Toomas Hendrik Ilves, Presiden Estonia, seorang negarawan sekaligus akademisi telah membahas perang dingin blok keilmuan sains dan teknologi dengan istilah “The Two Cultures”. Kuliah ini disampaikan di Universitas Stanford 60 tahun lalu. Apa maksud dari dua budaya? Baik Presiden Estonia mengungkapkan dua budaya merujuk pada fenomena adanya masyarakat sains dan teknologi yang mengabaikan keilmuan sosial, juga ada masyarakat sosial kemanusiaan yang gagap teknologi bahkan antipati. Budaya kedua masyarakat dan cara berpikirnya sangat berkutub seperti terpisah, saling tidak memedulikan, bahkan menganggap pihak lain tak pernah ada. Keadaan ini dianggap merugikan mengingat tantangan dunia semakin kompleks dan perlu kapabiltas inter-disipliner.

Seorang akademisi sekaligus budayawan, CP Snow, juga mengungkap isu disintegritas sains dan teknologi di masyarakat. Snow melihat dalam masyarakat digital hari ini, kelompok masyarakat teknologi seperti meremehkan sisi ancaman privasi kemanusiaan yang terus digedor di jaman serba digital hari ini.. Para geeks ini menurut Ilves, tak merasa unsur privasi sebagai bagian penting dari integritas keilmuan masyarakat teknologi.

Pada negeri kita ini budaya pemisahan rumpun ini juga masih jelas dalam sistem pendidikan menengah kita, di antaranya adalah penjurusan IPA dan IPS. Seakan-akan penjurusanitu mutlak tertulis di atas arca batu dan sempurna terpisah. Tak boleh diganggu gugat. Makhluk seperti saya, memiliki minat dengan biologi namun ekonomi sekaligus. Namun, pada akhirnya saya harus terpaksa memilih, akhirnya saya mendalami IPA kala itu. Namun, sebagai jalan tengah saya riset soalsosial humaniora sejak SMA.Hal ini menunjukkan adanya dikoordinasi dalam dua budaya ini, atau dalam bahasa yang mendekati fakta adalah adanya kesenjangan dialog antara sains dan teknologi dengan sosial humaniora.

“Keserempunan keilmuan juga layak diacak-acak guna melumerkan tembok beton pengelompokan ilmu pengetahuan agar mampu mengantisipasi zaman,” tulis Bapak Iwan Pranoto, dosen Matematika ITB (17/06/2019).

Upaya untuk kolaborasi antar rumpun keilmuan harus terus dipicu, termasuk membuka tugas-tugas interdisipliner di kalangan mahasiswa dengan jauh lebih sistematis, misalnya diwajibkannya mahasiswa mengikuti beberapa sks dari kelas-kelas inter-fakultas dan interdisipliner. Dalam tingkat yang lebih tinggi, mendorong DIKTI untuk bersifat lebih terbuka.

Menciptakan Budaya Ketiga

Konon, dihilangkannya pagar pembatas antar fakultas di Universitas Gadjah Mada menandai sedikit usaha simbolik fisik meruntuhkan pagar pembatas antar disiplin ilmu pengetahuan dan jurusan dalam klaster yang sama. Misalnya bentuk bangunan Fakultas Psikologi, Ilmu Budaya, Ekonomi, Ilmu Sosial dan Politik serta Filsafat tidak berpagar sebagai upaya awal memulai menghilangkan penghalang fisik antar disiplin keilmuan. Saya juga mengapresiasi usaha Kuliah Kerja Nyata (KKN) dan Pekan Kreativitas Mahasiswa (PKM) yang secara nyata mencoba menggabungkan mahasiswa dari berbagai disiplin keilmuan untuk memecahkanpermasalahan yang ada.

Masih terinspirasi dari tulisan Snow yang berjudul “The Third Culture: Beyond The Scientific Revolution” pada tahun 1995, bahwa dialog antar keilmuan harus diperjuangkan sebagai budaya ketiga, budaya alternatif. Tiga tahun kemudian, sebuah tulisan pada tahun 1998, yang ditulis oleh Edward O Wilson dengan judul “Consilience: The Unity of Knowledge” bernada lebih optimis, ia menyatakan bahwa di masa depan, akan hilang banyak pembatas imajiner antar disiplin keilmuan. Lebur dan larut. Kita tidak akan lagi bertemu ahli matematika semata, bisa jadi ia sekaligus ahli dalam budaya dan sastra atau sebaliknya kita akan menemui seorang antropolog yang ahli melakukan logaritma kuantitatif dalam berbagai penelitian sosialnya.

Interdiscipline Literacy

Kelak, kemampuan berkolaborasi antara blok sains-teknologi dengan sosial humaniora akan menjadi tuntutan mutlak menyelesaikan banyak masalah kehidupan. Misalnya, seni rupa perlu berdialogdengan sains data serta studi energi perlu berdialog dengan budayawan, dan sebagainya.

Mari menengok Estonia sejenak, sebuah negara yang mampu mengalahkan Finlandia dalam masalah capaian pendidikan. Presiden Estonia, Toomas Hendrik Ilves, dengan cerdas telah membawa isu ini kedalam sistem pendidikan tinggi negerinya. Jika kita ingat, Estonia baru lepas dari Uni Soviet sekitar tahun 1991 (baru merdeka di usia sangat muda) namun telah melompat menjadi negara dengan capaian pendidikan tertinggi di Eropa. Estonia mampu menundukkan Finlandia sejak tahun 2000 dalam berbagai peringkat dunia. Yang perlu dicontoh, kepemimpinan pendidikan tingginya sangat memahami disharmoni dua budaya tadi. Sehingga, salah satu cara menunjang inovasi negaranya adalah terus mendorong dialog romantis budaya sains-teknologi dan sosial kemanusiaan.

#psikologi #keilmuan #interdisciplinary

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