#Network Administrator Jobs

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Keep NUST's Network Running Smoothly: Network Administrator Opportunity! - March 2025

The National University of Science and Technology (NUST) is seeking a skilled and proactive Network Administrator to join their Information and Communication Technology Services (ICTS) Department! If you’re passionate about maintaining and optimizing network infrastructure, ensuring seamless operations, and providing excellent technical support, this is an excellent opportunity. About the…

[anonymusbosch]

oh no, i established myself as Capable Of and Willing To Perform some minor annoying administrative tasks at work and now am being tossed additional requests to perform said tasks

i know that in a strict financial view it makes sense to spend 20 minutes of junior engineer time on mundane-annoying-task than 20 minutes of senior staff engineer time but have you considered: I Don't Like It

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Network Administrator Training: The Path to a Successful IT Career in the USA

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[mamtarajshree]

System and Network Administration

System and Network Administration System and Network Administration – System administration is a job done by IT experts for an organization. The job is to ensure that computer systems and all related services are working well.    What is TCP/IP? Introduction of TCP/IP model TCP/IP is a set of network protocols (Protocol Suite) that enable communication between computers. Network protocols are…

[wilwheaton]

For some odd reason, moderator Jake Tapper told Trump in the beginning that he didn't need to answer the questions and that he could use the time however he wanted. Trump ran with that, essentially giving a rally speech whenever he had the floor and was unresponsive to the vast majority of the questions. He made faces and insulted Biden to his face, at one point calling him a criminal and a Manchurian candidate. If anyone had said 10 years ago that this would happen at a presidential debate they would have been laughed out of the room. After the debate when most of the country had turned off cable news or gone to bed, CNN aired its fact check. [...] Even had Joe Biden been at the top of his game, he would not have been able to parry all those lies and he shouldn't have been put in the role of being Donald Trump's fact checker. His choice was to either ignore the lies and let them stand so he could use his time to make his own case or spend the entire debate correcting the record. It was not a fair fight. It's obvious that Biden's terrible performance has caused panic among Democrats and liberal pundits and analysts. The calls for him to withdraw are loud and meaningful and it's going to be a very rough period in this campaign whatever happens. For me, this isn't really a question. As long as Donald Trump is on the ballot, I will vote for the Democratic nominee. If it's Biden or someone else, the calculation remains the same. Nothing is worse than another Trump administration and I suspect that at the end of the day Democratic voters will agree with that. So it's still a matter of those undecided voters in swing states, just like it was on Thursday morning.

CNN's debate was no fair fight

CNN, yet again, gave Trump a national stage to vomit an endless stream of unchecked lies, and today, CNN is telling itself and anyone who will listen that the network and its moderators did a great job. That’s just plainly false, and America is paying the price for their failure.

That doesn’t let Biden off the hook. Biden had a terrible night. He was so bad, it’s allowed the political press to completely ignore not just how much Trump lied, but what he lied about: January 6, all his indictments, his Covid response, and on and on. President Biden was a disaster, and his campaign should be at DefCon 1 to try and repair all the damage. I am terrified that his awful performance will obscure his surprisingly good record and leadership in the post-insurrection era, and give the political press an excuse to run with “Biden is old” in the face of Trump’s endless lies, his felony convictions, his pending trials, and all of his criminality. Someone at Salon said that Trump didn’t win, but Biden absolutely lost. I can’t argue with that, even if the facts are all on Biden’s side.

I’ve seen President Biden on TV today, and even last night after the debate, where he didn’t come across as an ancient dude who needs a walker on his way to some Matlock reruns. He looks and sounds like the SOTU Biden we all expected would show up last night. I have no idea why he was so awful for 99% of the debate (the campaign says he has a cold), and I have no idea why the guy who is showing up to speak to supporters today, and who delivered the SOTU didn’t show up last night to save America from Trump, again.

But we have to live with this reality now, and I hope like hell that the Biden campaign, the candidate, and the entire Democratic party apparatus scrambles like fucking crazy to get all hands on deck to fix this, and remind voters that

This isn’t about BIden vs. Trump. This is about America vs. Project 2025.

There will be no second debate where Biden can try to salvage something out of the wreckage of this one. Trump has everything to lose and nothing to gain. Trump will crow about how he won, and declare he has no reason to debate again, and he’s right. Biden had one shot and he absolutely blew it. The moderators did not help, but the campaign had to have known they wouldn’t, and it sure looks like they didn’t prepare Biden for what we all knew was coming. I don’t know how those same people stop the bleeding, and if they can’t, America and the world are in real, real trouble.

But we all have to remember that we have a choice to make in just a few months. Right now, and probably on election day, the choice is between Joe Biden and Democracy, or Donald Trump and Fascism. It’s stark, it’s clear, it’s binary, and I can not believe that it is even a question. I just hope that there are enough voters out there who will understand that we do have a choice. The options suck, but we do have a choice.

Please choose Democracy. Please choose America. Please choose the future world our children will inherit from us.

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𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲

Paid readings here

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According to derivative Astrology, this works because the 7th house shows your future spouse, and the 10th house shows someone’s career. If you count ten houses starting from the 7th, you land on the 4th house. That’s why your 4th house can describe your future partner’s job and reputation.

Aries in the 4th House:

Your future spouse is likely a self-starter, someone who takes bold risks and thrives in competitive environments. They're known for their leadership, directness, and ability to initiate projects.

Careers may involve action, leadership, or danger: entrepreneurship, the military, emergency services, sports, surgery, or tech start-ups.

They may have a reputation for being brave, intense, or impulsive.

Taurus in the 4th House:

Your future spouse values security, consistency, and luxury. They likely work in a field that allows them to build wealth slowly and steadily. Stability is their strength.

Careers may include finance, banking, luxury goods, real estate, design, art, or hospitality.

They may be known for their patience, reliability, and refined taste.

Gemini in the 4th House:

Your spouse is quick-thinking, curious, and versatile. Their work likely involves communication, writing, multitasking, or networking.

They may work in media, journalism, education, tech, marketing, publishing, or sales.

They are known for being witty, social, and mentally agile, with a constantly evolving career.

Cancer in the 4th House:

Your spouse may have a nurturing, protective, and intuitive energy. Their career is often connected to care, emotions, and home-related matters.

They may work in counseling, medicine, education, childcare, food, social work, or real estate.

They’re seen as compassionate, private, and emotionally intelligent, but may have public mood shifts or protectiveness over their career.

Leo in the 4th House:

Your spouse is likely charismatic, confident, and drawn to creative or high-profile careers. They want to be admired and make a bold statement in their profession.

Careers may include entertainment, fashion, performance, leadership, branding, or entrepreneurship.

They’re known for their presence, ambition, and desire for recognition.

Virgo in the 4th House:

Your future spouse is precise, practical, and hardworking. Their career is focused on service, healing, or intellectual analysis.

They may be in healthcare, education, editing, science, research, tech, or administration.

They are perceived as reliable, intelligent, and reserved, with a need to perfect everything they do.

Libra in the 4th House:

Your spouse may be elegant, diplomatic, and image-conscious. Their career could center around beauty, harmony, justice, or social balance.

Potential careers: law, design, art, fashion, mediation, event planning, or public relations.

They are known for charm, grace, and the ability to maintain peace and aesthetics in any environment.

Scorpio in the 4th House:

Your spouse is intense, private, and powerful. Their career likely involves transformation, crisis, or depth psychology.

They may work in finance, therapy, investigation, psychology, forensics, or energy work.

They are known for mystery, depth, and emotional control in their professional life. A powerful but often hidden presence.

Sagittarius in the 4th House:

Your future spouse is optimistic, adventurous, and driven by truth and freedom. Their career likely involves travel, philosophy, teaching, or exploration.

They may be educators, travelers, authors, spiritual leaders, philosophers, or involved in international work.

They're seen as wise, inspiring, and sometimes restless or idealistic.

Capricorn in the 4th House:

Your spouse is career-focused, disciplined, and ambitious. Their work often revolves around status, authority, structure, or legacy.

They may be executives, politicians, lawyers, architects, surgeons, or corporate leaders.

They’re known as responsible, hard-working, and serious in their public role. They likely mature into success later in life.

Aquarius in the 4th House:

Your future spouse is unconventional, innovative, and forward-thinking. Their career is likely progressive, humanitarian, or tech-oriented.

They may work in science, tech, activism, innovation, astrology, or community work.

They're seen as eccentric, intellectual, and socially aware, often ahead of their time.

Pisces in the 4th House:

Your spouse is dreamy, artistic, or spiritual. Their career may involve healing, creativity, or emotional depth.

Fields may include music, film, art, spirituality, therapy, charity work, or ocean/marine-related fields.

They’re known for their sensitivity, compassion, and mystique. Their path may be fluid or nontraditional.

[iwillstabyou]

TMAGP 31 - A Computer Nerd’s Breakdown Of The Error Logs

It’s round 3, bitches! (tumblr crashed twice when I was writing this so I’ve had to start again multiple times. I do in fact see the irony, considering the subject matter)

I was listening to TMAGP 31 and as a computer nerd, oh my god those error messages just HIT DIFFERENT. There are so many subtle details hiding in those lines that a typical non-computery person would probably miss, so I feel it is my duty to explain them and their possible implications. So that’s why I’ve decided to fully break down each part of the error report, complete with what they could potentially suggest — think of this as “the TMAGP theorist’s guide to deciphering Chester’s yapping”

So without further ado, let’s get this party started…

(NOTE: lines from the transcript are in red, ‘translations’ are in purple, jmj specific stuff is is green, explanations are in black)

Starting off with Category: fatal programmer error, notice it says programmer, not program. There is nothing wrong with the code - the user has truly fucked up. Uh oh, Colin has made a big mistake…

Also, clever double meaning here with the word fatal. Obviously we know it was fatal to Colin (RIP king 🥲), but error logs also typically have a criticality level describing if immediate action needs to be taken. There are 6 commonly used levels, with the most critical being, yep you guessed it, ‘fatal’ - this means that whatever Colin was doing was a critical threat to the system. In other words, Colin had figured out the problem and was dangerously close to fixing it so Freddie just went “oh shit, we need to deal with this guy quickly or we are in serious trouble.”

Then we’ve got the next line, attempted host compromise (the Errno611 isn’t significant - error codes vary from system to system). When it comes to network terminology, a host is basically just any device on the network, so in full this line basically means “somebody’s tried to damage part of the network.” Importantly, “host” seems to suggest that the computers aren’t the source of this evil but merely a vessel for it. Freddie is just the mouthpiece for these supernatural forces - a bit like a non-sentient (as far as we know…) avatar. Whatever these forces are, they didn’t come from within/they weren’t created by Freddie.

(NOTE: I will come back to jmj=null in a bit)

The program traceback, Traceback <module> by extension BECHER, is rather interesting. A network extension is a way of providing network access to remote users (think along the lines of a VPN) by creating a personal direct ‘route’ to the network. Therefore if it’s the subject of an error report, it means there’s been an issue with data transmission along that path. So this bit means “there’s a problem with this specific network route that’s allocated to Colin.” However, the darker implication here is that Colin is an extension of Freddie. Although he wasn’t initially a part of all of this, he’s become tangled in the web (no pun intended) to the point that he and Freddie are inseparably intertwined. The OIAR employees may be able to quit their jobs, but they’ll still be a part of Freddie…

There isn’t much to say about Host=self.host in this context. It’s just convention when it comes to object oriented programming. Not important here.

Extension BECHER compromised isn’t just saying “there’s an issue here.” It’s saying “there’s an issue here that is a serious threat to network operation.” In other words, Freddie’s going “uh oh. Colin needs to be dealt with.”

The next bit is pretty self explanatory. I really don’t think I need to explain what <hardware damage_crowbar> means for you guys to understand. This bit made me laugh so hard. One thing that’s interesting though is that it gave it a DPHW, so Freddie processed this like it was an incident… Perhaps this fully confirms that the ‘thing’ controlling Freddie is of the same origin as the cases - it’s not something else entirely?

And now onto Administrator privilege revoked. This was the moment when I fully realised “oh no. Colin is fucked,” because any control that Colin may have had over the situation is now gone for good. Freddie’s basically just said “fuck you Colin. You’re not in charge anymore. I am.”

As you can probably guess, Unexpected data isolated/resolved just means that the crowbar’s been dealt with and the program can run as usual. Similarly, the Colin threat is fixed now he’s not an administrator i.e. he can no longer control the system. However, it then gets weird with Independent operation permissions revoked… It’s not saying Colin can’t use the network independently, it’s saying that Colin can’t be used independently of the network. Remember what I was saying earlier about Colin being a part of Freddie? Yeah, well now he purely is a part of Freddie. They’re turning our boy into data!

NOTE: I know in the audio it said everything was discarded but I’m going by the transcript. Idk why they’re different

You know it’s a bad sign when you hear Re config: self.host - Freddie’s evolving. The network is literally reconfiguring itself to now include Colin. And then Freddie goes through each of his alchemical elements one by one and fucking deletes them! How rude. You go and eat this man only to spit everything out!? I guess he’s feeling generous though, because he decides to keep the sulphur, which in alchemy, refers to the soul… If this isn’t just a coincidence, then that means Colin’s actual soul has been uploaded to Freddie. That could be really cool. And messed up. But mostly cool.

Starting with the final line, everyone knows what New administrator permissions assigned means, but we don’t know yet who they’ve been assigned to. Maybe it’s Gwen? Maybe it’s a new character? Maybe there is no system administrator anymore? It’s a mystery.

Now that’s out the way, let’s get on to the real juicy stuff…

The top few lines are pretty simple - it’s Freddie’s way of saying “Colin was a problem. We ate him. Now he’s not a problem anymore.” The next line, however, is a reminder that none of this is simple” - .jmj error not resolved. There it is again. The infamous jmj error. What does it mean? Jon? Martin? Jonah? Is that you???? Nobody knows. One thing we do know though is that jmj=null (from the start of the error log). Now when it comes to interpreting values, null is weird. It’s not zero, it’s not empty, it’s sort of nothing but it’s not nothing. It’s just null. It means no value, but it doesn’t mean that the variable doesn’t have a value (if that makes any sense to you guys???). Ooh I think I know how to explain it?? Imagine you’re Jonathan Sims, head archivist of the Magnus Institute and you’re digitising some archived ID photos when you find one without a name. The recorded name in the database would be null - you can’t put anything in particular, but that doesn’t mean the person in the photo doesn’t have a name. I guess null means unknown or missing here. So basically, what jmj=null means is that the jmj is unknown and that is a problem because it can’t get ignored/it is important. So what it’s basically saying is that jmj is a mystery not only to us, but also to Freddie.

Take a look at Data integration cycle ongoing <0.02%> - Data integration is the process of combining data from multiple sources into a single source of truth. There are 4 stages: data ingestion, cleaning, transformation, and unification. Thanks to the whole Colin ordeal, I’m sure you are all quite familiar with these stages by now (and that, students, is what we call a case study!). The peculiar thing here though is that we’ve just witnessed most of the data integration cycle - surely it should be higher than 0.02%? Yes, that’s correct. It should be far higher than that. It makes no sense. UNLESS this isn’t about Colin. Most of Colin’s data has probably already integrated. This is something else entirely - something so much bigger and foreign than these computers were designed for (the only comparison I can think of is trying to run the sims 4 with all expansion packs on a 15 year old laptop. It really shouldn’t work, and it probably won’t, but it’s gonna try regardless). This seems to follow on nicely from the jmj=null comments above, because Freddie is clearly struggling to integrate something (hence System function margins down to 82%), and when you try to read data that hasn’t been fully integrated with the system, you end up with a lot of missing & unknown values. Sound familiar? Yep, that’s right - until more data is synchronised, many values will be null, like our good friend jmj. Why is it taking so long to integrate jmj? We don’t know. Perhaps its origins are so supernatural and otherworldly that it’s simply not tangible enough for Freddie to process it? That’s what I think at the moment, at least.

So yeah, that’s my line by line analysis done! Hope you found that helpful/interesting. This podcast is so well written I’m actually going insane! Jonny and Alex, you are the guys of all time! As I’ve already said, feel free to expand on any of this - I’d love to hear your theories

Signed, your friendly neighbourhood computer nerd who is very autistic about TMAGP :)

[swaps55]

I know everything feels so bleak right now, but I need you to believe me when I say there is hope. Sometimes you just have to look for it, in places you're not used to seeking it out.

One of the things I occasionally do for my job is attend networking events with people who work in planning and development for public agencies like cities, state universities, transit agencies, etc. They talk about the projects they're working on, from new roads to new academic buildings to public parks to new rail lines.

These aren't elected officials - these are people who are doing the work. They're looking at the problems the people they serve has, and are looking for ways to fix them. And they're doing the work. They're looking for solutions, fighting with budgets, making compromises to ensure that they can make at least some of these ideas real.

In the one I attended yesterday, I listened to four different transportation agencies talk about all the ways they are trying to extend rail lines to relieve traffic congestion and pull cars off the road. They have so many challenges in their way, but every day they get up, go to work, and try. Because it will make lives better.

Another project in my area is working hard to add a park to one of the most underserved areas of a major city to make lives better for the people who live there. Right now my job is trying to make sure the awesome people I work with are the ones they pick to make that idea a reality. That's cool. That's some good I can put back into the world.

A community college here is going all out to build more on-campus housing to help relieve the housing crisis because of how many students get their education while living out of their cars. They see this happening - and they want to help. Guess what! I voted to give them more money to do those kinds of projects, and they got the money.

I wish you could hear how passionate and excited these people are. They care. They see problems in their communities and want to fix them. Many times they'll have the wrong priorities, have ideas that won't work, suffer unintended consequences, etc. They're human. But still get up and they try. Every day. That hasn't stopped with this new administration. It won't stop.

If the big picture is making you feel hopeless, look at your community and see what's happening there. These are things that can affect you directly - and make your life better. There are Leslie Knopes in the world!

It may feel like you have no power over what's happening, but I beg you not to lose hope. Even the smallest kindness is an act of rebellion right now. They are trying to take good out of the world. Every good thing we put back in it stands in defiance of that. Good comes in so many shapes and forms. Good is still out there.

All is not lost.

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Support Computer Science Education: Technician/Senior Technician Opportunity at NUST! - March 2025

The National University of Science and Technology (NUST) is seeking a skilled and versatile Technician/Senior Technician to join their Department of Computer Science! If you’re passionate about providing technical support in a computer science environment, and have experience in software development, network administration, and desktop support, this is an excellent opportunity. About the…

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Complicated Connection

✰ synopsis: When attending a networking night held by your university, you surprisingly find Caleb working as a representative for DAA.

✰ pairing: Caleb x reader

✰ content: fluff, pre-relationship, reader/mc gets jealous

✰ w/c: 918

✰ notes: So Calebpilled that when I attended a networking night, every time I heard aerospace engineering I could only think of Caleb. i also love jealous reader 🤭. couldnt find a Caleb DAA gif :(

🪷Reblogs, comments and likes are always appreciated!

The chatter of university students and industry speakers filled the air. The intermingling anxious students and persuasive panellists conversing near company stalls and walking through the walkways were all you could see. With your tote bag filled with pamphlets and business cards, you carried on, to find the Deepspace Hunter stalls.

You were at a networking event hosted by Linkon University, anxious to get your name out there as a future Deepspace Hunter. Logically, you knew that graduates of the Hunter Program will get a job through integrated internships, but you wanted to start early and get into the higher-level factions. And that led you to here—the dreaded networking event. You knew how to talk to people… sort of. But talking to these people?! These industry people who are so persuasive and professional that they’re scary? Yeah, nah. You were terrified. But the idea of landing an early internship that will make your graduate program smooth sailing is the only motivation pulling you along.

With a deep breath, you walk up to the Hunter’s Association representative and introduce yourself with a firm handshake.

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After an eventful and knowledgeable discussion with the representatives for the Hunters’ Association and a few brochures later, you decide to walk through the hall and see if any stalls catch your interest.

As you trek through the hall, you see a stall that piques your interest. The “Deepspace Aviation Administration and Aerospace Academy”. Huh, I guess I could check out the stall. You walk towards the aerospace stall, curious to see what they’re offering. As you get closer, you see a familiar figure. His tall frame is wrapped in a black, orange and blue polo shirt and slacks, with his usually messy hair combed back formally, with his forehead showing. God, I love his eyebrows. Wait. You halt for a second, “What’s Caleb doing here? He didn’t mention being a rep for DAA,” you murmur under your breath.

His joyous laugh snaps you out of your reverie. Caleb is laughing at something a woman in front of him said. The stranger, now that you look at her, is standing awfully close to him, too close for professional standards. And the look in her eye. It’s the same look girls in high school would use to ogle at Caleb during his high school basketball practices. You huff in disbelief as you walk closer to the DAA stall.

“Thank you for the information, it was really helpful,” the woman coyly says.

“Oh no problem, I’m glad to have helped!” Caleb responds happily.

“How about we get some dinner after this is over?” She looks up at Caleb through her lashes. Caleb blanches. He was not expecting to be flirted with at a professional event. He looks up just in time to see your fuming form striding closer. He gulps. He knew you heard this lady spouting flirtatious nonsense and given your jealous streak, he knows you’re going to cause a fuss if he doesn’t defuse the situation quickly.

“Hi, I’d like some information on the DAA!” Your smile is too wide to be genuine, and annoyance tinged your expression, which Caleb saw straight through. The woman also turns to look at the newcomer to the conversation. “What would you like to know then?” Caleb puts on his boyish grin, the most genuine one of the day.

“I wanted to know more about the work culture at the DAA. Are people there really friendly? Do they spend one-on-one time with people who aren’t their colleagues?” You raise an eyebrow suspiciously but keep the seemingly nonchalant smile on your face. Caleb, sweat beading in his combed hairline, knows that if he doesn’t answer correctly, he can say goodbye to kissing his pipsqueak after the event is over.

“Well, the DAA staff are very loyal to their colleagues, and they make sure to communicate with their project partner whenever possible.” Caleb lets out a nervous chuckle.

The other woman watches the ordeal, visibly confused. “Soooo, about that dinner?”. When you turn to face her, face flat and eyes secretly seething, the lady takes the hint and walks away while she still has the chance. Meanwhile, you turn your eyes to Caleb, who opens his mouth to explain the situation.

“Pips, I’m filling in for a sick colleague, so it’s all last minute. I’m sorry I didn’t get the chance to tell you.”

You sigh, well, there’s no arguing with that even when you want to continue your pettiness. “I didn’t like how that lady had the hots for you. I mean, you’re in a polo shirt, what’s hot about that?” You roll your eyes and hope he doesn’t notice how flustered you are.

Caleb sees your fidgeting hands and huffy pout and is tempted to tease you about it, but decides not to, lest he ends up in your grudge ledger again. Instead, he offers a simple suggestion. “How about after this is over, we go to your favourite restaurant for dinner? My treat.”

You agree with a huff. Caleb doesn’t need other women, he only needs you. After all, you’ve known each other for your whole lives, who else could live up to that? Maybe if I pretend to stay mad at him, he’ll buy my favourite dessert!

You scheme silently, not seeing Caleb’s fond exasperation and the loving expression he reserves only for you. It’s you, and it will only ever be you.

[mostlysignssomeportents]

Working class Dems who campaign on economics beat Trumpists in elections

I'm on tour with my new, nationally bestselling novel The Bezzle! Catch me FRIDAY NIGHT (Mar 22) in TORONTO, then SUNDAY (Mar 24) with LAURA POITRAS in NYC, then Anaheim, and more!

The Democratic Party Pizzaburger Theory of Electioneering is: half the electorate wants a pizza, the other half wants a burger, so we'll give them all a pizzaburger and make them all equally dissatisfied, thus winning the election:

https://pluralistic.net/2023/06/16/that-boy-aint-right/#dinos-rinos-and-dunnos

But no one wants a pizzaburger. The Biden administration's approach of letting the Warren/Sanders wing pick the antitrust enforcers while keeping judicial appointments in the Manchin-Synematic universe is a catastrophe in which progressive Dem regulators (who serve one term) are thwarted by corporatist Dem judges (who serve for life):

https://pluralistic.net/2023/07/14/making-good-trouble/#the-peoples-champion

The Democrats – like all parties in two-party systems – are a coalition; in this case, a "progressive" liberal-left coalition with liberals serving as senior partners, steering the party and setting its policies. These corporate dems like to color themselves as "neutral" technocrats with "realistic, apolitical" policies that represent what's best for the country:

https://pluralistic.net/2023/09/05/not-that-naomi/#if-the-naomi-be-klein-youre-doing-just-fine

This sets up the left wing of the party as the starry-eyed, unrealistic radicals whose policies are unpopular and will lose elections. But for a decade, grassroots-funded primary challenges have made it possible to test this theory, by putting leftist politicians on the ballot in front of voters, especially in tight races with far-right Republicans (that is, exactly the kinds of races that the corporate wing of the party says we can't afford to take chances on).

The 2022 midterms included enough races to start testing these theories – and, unlike traditional midterms, these races enjoyed high voter turnout, thanks to the unpopularity of GOP positions like abortion bans, book bans and anti-trans laws. Jacobin teamed up with the Center for Working-Class Politics, Yougov and the Center for Work and Democracy at ASU and analyzed those races:

https://images.jacobinmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/03/11134429/CWCP-Report-2024.pdf

Their conclusion: candidates from working-class backgrounds who campaigned on economic policies like high-quality jobs, higher minimum wages, a jobs guarantee, ending offshoring and outsourcing, building infrastructure and bringing manufacturing back to the US won with a 50% share of the vote in rural and working-class districts. Dems who didn't lost with a 35% share of the vote:

https://prospect.org/politics/2024-03-18-how-actually-existing-democrats-run-for-office/

In other words, in the kinds of districts where Trumpist politicians are beating Democrats, running on "left populist" policies beats Trumpist politicians.

That's the good news: if Dems recruit leftist, working class politicians and put them up for office on policies that address the material reality of voters' lives, they can beat fascist GOP candidates.

Now for the bad news: the Democratic establishment has no interest in getting these candidates onto the ballot. Working-class candidates, by definition, lack the networks of deep-pocketed cronies who can fund their primary campaigns. Only 2.3% of Dem candidates come from blue-collar backgrounds (if you include "pink-collar" professions like nursing and teaching, the number goes up to 5.9%):

https://jacobin.com/2024/03/left-populists-working-class-voters

All of this confirms the findings of Trump's Kryoptonite, an earlier Jacobin/CWCP research project that polled working-class voters on preferences for hypothetical candidates, finding that working-class candidates with economically progressive policies handily beat out Republicans, including MAGA Republicans:

https://images.jacobinmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/06/08125102/TrumpsKryptonite_Final_June2023.pdf

Since the Clinton-Blair years, "progressives" have abandoned economic populism ("It's not a burning ambition for me to make sure that David Beckham earns less money" -T. Blair) and pursued a "third way" that seeks to replace half the world's of supply white, male oligarchs with diverse oligarchs from a variety of backgrounds and genders. We were told that this was done in the name of winning elections with "modern" policies that replaced old-fashioned ideas about decent pay, decent jobs, and worker power.

These policies have delivered a genocide-riven world on the brink of several kinds of existential catastrophe. They're a failure. The pizzaburger party didn't deliver safety, nor prosperity – and it also can't deliver elections.

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If you'd like an essay-formatted version of this post to read or share, here's a link to it on pluralistic.net, my surveillance-free, ad-free, tracker-free blog:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/03/20/actual-material-conditions/#bread-and-butter

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[herrfivehead]

i really didn't want to have to make this post, but i have no choice

i don't have a whole lot of confidence this will get traction because the majority of my followers are probably bots, but i have to leave my parent's house tomorrow. I might have a job lined up, but it seems like every resource i've reached out to months in advance is dragging their feet in an attempt to save my life.

i'm completely destitute. i have 0 dollars to my name. For the past year and a half i have desperately sent out over 2k applications for a single job, *A* JOB, and have gotten 0 offers. I don't really have friends, or a safety net, or a support network. I feel like the majority of places I've applied to are either obvious scams, ghost jobs (fake positions posted on job boards in an attempt to collect your personal information), staffing agencies masquerading as actual company positions, or social services positions that got cut because of our fuckass government.

I don't know what to do. I've considered taking my life for the past few months because I feel all alone and I've run out of time. While I wait for any kind of job offer, I'm not going to ask for a bed, or even a couch. I would take a floor over risking having what little belongings I can take with me stolen at a shelter. I wouldn't want to stay too long, just enough to keep me from being sleep deprived. I can go without food for a while, but I won't be able to function without somewhere to rest.

Even better yet, if you know someone looking for an immediate-hire employee that either has 3 years of administrative/clerical experience or has an open position requiring no experience at all, DM me, because I really am that desperate. I can't afford to be a choosing beggar.

I'm located in the NYC area, currently in Brooklyn. If anyone has anywhere for me to stay tomorrow, I'd appreciate it. If you don't have any space but do have money, I do have this (it will have my deadname on it, no helping that).

for obvious reasons, i really don't want this taken down, so you know what not to tag this as. for even more obvious reasons, don't call the police on me because of my contemplation.

[blumoontf2]

Absolute Territory (TF2 x Reader)

Cross-posted on AO3!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63777574

You are the Programmer and you work as a member for GRN - Global Radio Network. With trouble arising in your previous job, you had been reassigned and given a nine month deadline to reestablish yourself as someone worthy of working under GRN, by improving and helping the communications and publicity of Team RED. But RED is different and a far cry from what you know, and the people seem to distrust anyone who works under GRN.

You’ve been tasked to help them but really it feels like you’ve been tasked to survive.

Content Warnings - n/a for this part! It’s just an introduction :)

Hot, humid and dry. You’ve been idly leant against one of the cleaner strips of wall in the waiting room you’d been settled in several minutes prior. Duffle bag hung around your shoulder for your refusal to set it on the filthy ground, you’re stood nearest a window blown wide open, feeling the breeze as it coughs onto your neck; your fingers, slightly shaking with nerves, play with the undersides of your nails, focusing your thoughts on anything but the unsettling dread that had been weighing down your chest.

With a huff you push off the wall, arms crossing as you check your shoes: the clock hung beside one of the doors was cracked and unticking, refusing the truth of time spent waiting. You were patient for the most part, but it had felt like half an hour had passed since you were last instructed to wait.

Looking around, you entertain yourself with idle observation.

The waiting room - viewed more as a dumping ground from the shoes sprawled about and lack of organisation - was quaint and rather tight. From the centre, you could tilt your body such that you could touch one wall then the other with your arms spread: length wise, it was four large steps for you to make it from one door to the next. The miscellaneous items spread about meant you had to be meticulous where you stepped (unless you WANTED to trip) and you had to balance yourself as you crossed the room.

The walls are lined with coats of various sizes and styles, hung ornamentally like a cluttered meat hanger - caked in substance you can only hope is just mud. The shoes, in similar states, are mix-matched across the room, kicked off in a hurry with no care to where they land. You idly kick pairs of shoes closer together, hands forced under your arms so as to not touch anything unnecessarily.

“Programmer?” a feminine voice finally calls, door opening with a slight creak in its hinges.

“That’s me…!” you cheer, pretending not to have been judging the room prior to her entrance.

You straighten up as much as your weighted bag allows, hoping your coat is as presentable as you think it is. Stepping around a particularly muddy pair of combat boots, you hold a hand out for the lady to shake.

“Miss Pauling,” she introduces, grip firm and quick as she pulls her hand away, “I was the one who agreed to the contract terms on the Administrator’s behalf. It is wonderful to have finally recruited GRN under the Administrator!”

Her voice - though fluid and concise - carries a certain tone of borderline mania, actions strict yet lively. She doesn’t move erratically but with a casual precision you believe is accessory to her punctuality. Low bun and button up, she’s styled like stress is in fashion, bruised under-eyes working to compliment her purple attire. Slim yet fleshy fingers push square glasses up the bridge of her nose, eyes focused on the clipboard and folder she has gripped in her other hand.

The folder - which she juts towards you - is fairly heavy with the amount of paper contained within it: you take it from her in a hurry, a small mimic of her behaviour, and feel its weight in your hand.

“Okay, so, contained is all the information you’ll need for the job and your job description. I’ll be leading you to the meeting room where you’ll meet Team RED but I’m in a bit of a hurry so I’ll trust one of the mercs to tour you around base…”

Her speech is practiced, snappy, yet she still comes off as friendly as she addresses you, turning back to the door she’d entered from and opening it wide enough for you to step through yourself.

Entering the halls, you find the space just as welcoming as the waiting room.

The walls are tea-stained, so far used to boyish rough-housing and daily abuses. You can see where it’s been marked by curious licks of flame, or by muddied shoes - how repair had been neglected or conveniently forgotten about. A fluorescent light flickers near the end of the hallway to the right, three doors crowded around it like a strange congregation; to your left, you hear Pauling tsk as she nearly steps into a pool of water.

“Since the meeting room is at the end of the corridor, I’ll point out-” Miss Pauling had started leading you down the left, “the radio room is here to the left - this will be your office - and on the opposing side is the archives.”

You pass two more doors, ‘the library’ and, apparently, ‘the living room’ before reaching the end of the corridor. A large faux-oak door imposes on you, muffled shouting from behind causing the chipped ‘meeting room’ sign to shudder every so often, a threat to fall off its perch.

Miss Pauling looks preemptively annoyed, passing you a look that says ‘get ready’ as her hand reaches for the handle. She opens it to loud, boisterous cheering.

The hallway light spills into the room, Pauling’s shadow elongating against the ground. Peering over her shoulder, you see an arm wrestle happening at the table in the centre of the room, two blokes of similar build competing against each other. A slim figure and gas mask cheer to the right of a hard-hat, whereas an eye-patched man taunts the combat helmet to the left, with hard knocks of a glass bottle against the table you presume to be from threatening encouragement.

The slim guy - haven noticed the light from the hallway - perks his head towards the door, face brightening before he seemingly disappears, spontaneously appearing again in front of Miss Pauling with a cheer of her name. As he speaks, you pick out the important phrases he says - ‘Miss Pauling,’ ‘date’ - at some point he tries to casually lean against the meeting table, forgetting that it’s miles away from where they’re standing, and almost stumbles to the ground like he’s drunk.

It takes him several moments to spot you behind her, hand gripped onto your duffle bag and folder for moral support, and feeling awkward to his attempts to flirt with the woman in front of you.

“Yeah- w-wait, who the freak is that?!”

He points at you accusingly, cautious tilt in his eyebrows with a pout that almost makes him look like an angry, bent outta shape puppy. Miss Pauling just shakes her head.

“Gentlemen-” she starts, ignored, “Red Team!” voice a little louder, “BOYS!”

They jump almost comically, heads snapping towards her in a way that would be scary if it weren’t unprompted. The one to break that tension is the gas-mask person who gives a cheery wave to Miss Pauling, who gives a half formed smile in return before dropping it into an unimpressed frown. The men disperse to sit down properly.

You’re partially in awe of her ability to command attention in a room full of men. There’s something to fear of this woman, though you know this from working under GRN to begin with.

“Great. Now that I have your attention…”

She steps further into the room which you’re hesitant to follow. Slim-boy (or, Slim Shady if you’d like to be funny) is hovering by you at the door, eyeing you with suspicion, and that’s enough to prompt you to move again.

“As you guys HAVE been warned, the Administrator has hired a worker from team GRN to work in collaboration with RED in regards to communication services and status reports.”

With nine (eight and a half?) pairs of eyes on you, you’re suddenly a lot more self-conscious of the space you occupy, of the feel of your clothes as they rest on your person, and the weight of your bag as it hangs from your shoulder. You fingers trace the folders edges for distraction, though the reminder of its contents only serves to unnerve you more.

“Everybody, I’d like you to meet the Programmer.”

She gestures towards you as you meet her side and you let go of the bag strap to give a lukewarm, yet polite wave to the men. In your sudden shyness, you’d forgotten to recite your speech in your head, mind rebooting for an introduction you stumble to make.

“…As Miss Pauling said, I’m the Programmer… I’ll be helping with communications, reports, publicity - that is to say, I won’t be working on the field. I’ll… be in your care?”

For all your feigned confidence, radio is based on audio - not appearance - and you mentally kick yourself for the higher pitch that betrays your uncertainty in a place unfamiliar to you. They stare at you, like hawks to prey, judging the slightest movements you fear to actually make.

“Going around with quick introduction then,” Pauling starts, pointing towards each man as she speaks, “that was Scout, Heavy Weapons guy over there, Sniper’s next to him…”

When their name is called, most of them offer a wave to you with varying levels of enthusiasm. Scout - the boy harassing Pauling at the door earlier - gives you a mocking, egotistical smirk. The Heavy Weapons guy lifts a hand that thuds against his thigh when he drops it again, eyebrows weighed into this permanent scowl he uses to criticise you with. Sniper just tilts his hat towards you with a frown you hope is from sympathy and not pity, orange aviators disguising his true intention as he crosses his arms against his chest.

“Soldier and the Demoman,” a salute and tilt of a bottle, “Engineer and Medic - you two need to register them into the system, don’t forget - and that there is Pyro and-”

“I can acquaint myself,” a man appears before - one you hadn’t really seen before - and you almost jump back in surprise, “Spy.”

He holds a hand to his chest and gives you a modest bow, his other arm hooked behind his back. You can’t see much past what’s revealed by his balaclava and - although he disguises himself with civility - you can see the suspicious glint in his eyes, a clear distaste for your presence.

In noticing such, a quick observation around the room and you find all the men look at you in a similar manner. From the hollow round bulbs of the gas-mask, staring so soullessly at you, to the disinterested side glances you receive from the glaring eye of the drinking man, they make your place at the bottom of the food chain evidently clear.

Perhaps it’s because green is a product of blue - not RED - that they stare at you with the intent to kill: to stain the green garments of yours crimson. And as your earlier dread bubbles back to the surface, you regain the overwhelming sense to run once more.

“Right… with that done, I expect everyone not to kill the new hire…” Pauling says, which you would wistfully love to believe was a joke, “oh, um, Engie-” to which the man perks to the name, “could you give them a tour?”

He looks mortally offended by the request, immediately and effectively rejecting her out right.

“Hell no! The Administrator wants those teleporters shipped out by the evening - this meeting already cut into my working time-” then his goggles tilt to you, a sudden, guilty frown to his face, “ach, no offense to you Programmer, I’d’ve done so any other day o’ the week.”

He’s got that southern lilt that makes everything he says that tidbit sweeter, voice soft and sincere enough that you almost believe he cares for your feelings in this. Your hammering heart disagrees, and you manage to wave him off with a shaky smile, your presence already encroaching in the peace they’ve made here.

“It’s alright, Pauling, I’ll just-” you’re interrupted almost as soon as you open your mouth.

“MISS PAULING!” the Soldier interjects, “IF I MAY!”

Miss Pauling, seemingly well-met with this groups antics, pinches the bridge of her nose before turning to Soldier, beginning to answer him before she too is cut off, “yes, Soldier, what-”

“AFFIRMATIVE! I WILL TOUR THE NEW MAGGOT AROUND!”

You both stare dumbfounded by the factual way he says this, and for a moment, you briefly believe he was actually asking permission. But the sudden and violent grip at the scruff of your neck strikes a fearful frown to your face, body being yanked backwards and through the swinging meeting room door like you were about to be taken out back for a beating.

“Well, that makes my job easier…” Pauling mumbles as you’re whisked away, and even though you yelp, no one comes to your rescue.

[kngstr]

Hi Hi!

I'm a graduating animation major this summer and I'm really interested in joining the Chaos Theory team.

Is there any tips and tricks you got on joining a team such as DreamWorks?

Love y'all sharing behind the scenes info btw 🫶 I eat that stuff up.

Feel free to ignore this ask, but was genuinely just curious.

Hey there, I'm glad you've been enjoying all of the team's chaos theory posts - thank you for supporting our show!

To join a production in an animation studio like Dreamworks, first it's best to know which part of the process/pipeline you'd like to be involved in. On the creative side of things, there are roles such as Storyboard Artists, Visual Development Artists, Writers, etc. There's also the Production team which oversees the administrative aspects of the show through organization of information, management of assets/resources, etc. Once you've decided which role you're interested in, it helps to research the responsibilities one would expect in it & prepare your skills to become effective in that zone.

As of late, the Animation Industry has been seeing a heavy drought in job quantity, which has made it difficult for current guild members to find work and consequently has made it even more challenging for newcomers to break into the industry as well. I'm unsure of when hiring rates may improve, but I think my main piece of advice for those looking to pursue a career in animation in the future is to be prepared to exercise great patience & continue to develop the skills necessary to be considered competitively. It's important to consider that the industry may pick back up as we move forward, as things are always changing. Be as ready as you can when it does - preparation meets opportunity.

Most importantly, get to know people in Animation circles (professional, student, or for fun) & network laterally often. You'll learn a lot from your peers.

Best of luck to you & early congrats on graduating!

[justinspoliticalcorner]

Jason Wilson at The Guardian:

In a December 2023 speech, JD Vance defended a notorious white nationalist convicted over 2016 election disinformation, canvassed the possibility of breaking up tech companies, attacked diversity, equity and inclusion (DEI) efforts and talked about a social media “censorship regime” that “came from the deep state on some level”.

The senator’s speech was given at the launch of a “counterrevolutionary” book – praised by the now Republican vice-presidential candidate as “great” – which was edited and mostly written by employees of the far-right Claremont Institute. In the book, Up from Conservatism, the authors advocate for the repeal of the Civil Rights Act, for politicians to conduct “deep investigations into what the gay lifestyle actually does to people”, that college and childcare be defunded and that rightwing governments “promote male-dominated industries” in order to discourage female participation in the workplace. Vance’s endorsement of the book may raise further questions about his extremism, and that of his networks. The Guardian emailed Vance’s Senate staff and the Trump and Vance campaign with detailed questions about his appearance at the launch, but received no response.

‘Congratulations on such a great book’

Vance’s speech was given in the Capitol visitor center in Washington DC last 11 December, according to a version of C-Span’s subsequent broadcast of the event that is preserved at the Internet Archive. The occasion was the launch of Up from Conservatism, an essay collection edited by Arthur Milikh, the executive director of the Claremont Institute’s Center for the American Way of Life. In his introductory remarks on the day, Milikh said the book “maps out the right’s errors over the last generation … on immigration, on universities, on the administrative state”.

The book, however, appears more directed towards supplanting an old right – seen as too accommodating – with a “new right” focused on destroying its perceived enemies on the left.

In the book’s introduction, Milikh writes: “The New Right recognizes the Left as an enemy, not merely an opposing movement, because the Left today promotes a tyrannical conception of justice that is irreconcilable with the American idea of justice … the New Right is a counterrevolutionary and restorative force.” Also in that piece, Milikh offers a vision of the new right’s triumph, which has an authoritarian ring: “We like to say that one must learn to govern, but a truer expression is that one must learn to rule.” In his speech, Vance first offered “congratulations on such a great book, and thanks for getting such a good crew together”, and then warmed to themes similar to Milikh’s. “Republicans, conservatives, we’re still terrified of wielding power, of actually doing the job that the people sent us here to do,” Vance said, later adding: “Isn’t it just common sense that when we’re given power, we should actually do something with it?”

Brad Onishi, author of Preparing for War, a critical account of Christian nationalism and the host of the Straight White American Jesus podcast, said: “Vance, many Claremont people, including some folks in this volume, and especially the ‘post-liberal’ conservative Catholics that he hangs out with, have advocated for a form of big government that will wield its power in order to set the country right.” He added: “And you may think, well, OK, that doesn’t sound so bad. But here the common good is rooting out queer people, making sure non-Christians don’t immigrate to the country and outlawing things like pornography that are currently a matter of personal choice. “You end up with this conservatism that promotes an invasive government conservatism rather than a small government.”

[...]

‘Free our minds … from the fear of being called racists’

In the book, commended by Vance, a series of authors take reactionary – or “counterrevolutionary” – positions on a number of social and economic issues. In one chapter, John Fonte writes of disrupting narratives of civil rights progress: “The great meaning of America, we are told, comes from liberating so-called oppressed groups and taming the power of privileged groups. Thus, our history is one of liberation: first of Blacks, then of women, then of gays, and now of the transgendered.” Fonte retorts: “Not only is this narrative false; it will take us further down the path of national self-destruction … On the questions of slavery, American Indians, and racial discrimination, the progressive narrative is not a historically accurate project designed to address past wrongs, but a weaponized movement to deconstruct and replace American civilization.”

Like other authors in the collection, Fonte offers policy recommendations. He proposes heavy-handed federal intervention into education: “[T]he US Congress should prohibit any federal funds in education to support projects … that promote DEI (“diversity, equity and inclusion”) and divisive concepts such as the idea that America is ‘systemically racist.’” In his chapter, David Azerrad tells readers: “We need to free our minds once and for all from the fear of being called racists.” The assistant professor and research fellow at rightwing Hillsdale College, and former Heritage Foundation director and Claremont Institute fellow, also claims that conservatives have been too conciliatory on race: “For too many conservatives, the goal is to outdo progressives in displays of compassion for blacks … yet blacks continue to vote monolithically for the Democratic Party and progressives have only ramped up their hysterical accusations of racism.”

Azerrad continues with white nationalist talking points on race, crime and IQ, writing: “It is not racist to notice that blacks commit the majority of violent crimes in America, no more than it is to incarcerate convicted black criminals … There is no reason to expect equal outcomes between the races … In some elite and highly technical sectors in which there are almost no qualified blacks, color-blindness will mean no blacks.” Elsewhere, Azerrad writes: “[C]onservatives will need to root out from their souls the pathological pity for blacks, masquerading as compassion, that is the norm in contemporary America … This is most obvious in the widespread embrace of affirmative action (the lowering of standards to advance blacks) and the general reluctance to speak certain blunt but necessary truths about the pathologies plaguing black America – in particular, violent crime, fatherlessness, low academic achievement, nihilistic alienation, and the cult of victimhood.”

[...]

‘Do not subsidize childcare’

Helen Andrews, meanwhile, offers “three things we could do right now that would put a big dent in the multiplying lies that have come from feminists for the last forty years about women and careers”. Her first proposal is to “stop subsidizing college so much”, since, according to Andrews, in the 22-29 age group, “there are four women with college degrees … for every three men. That is going to lead to a lot of women with college degrees who do not end up getting married.” “Second,” Andrews continues, “the Right can do more to promote male-dominated industries. Reviving American manufacturing and cracking down on China’s unfair trade practices isn’t just an economic and national security issue; it’s a gender issue.” Her third proposal is “do not subsidize childcare” – since the fact that “many working moms are struggling” with childcare costs “might actually be good information the economy is trying to tell you”. Andrews is the print editor of the paleoconservative magazine the American Conservative and has previously written sympathetically about white supremacist minority regimes in Rhodesia – renamed Zimbabwe after white rule ended – and South Africa.

Scott Yenor claims in his chapter that before the 1960s, America lived under a “Straight Constitution, which honored enduring, monogamous, man-woman, and hence procreative marriage. It also stigmatized alternatives”. Yenor is a political science professor at Boise State University and a fellow at the Claremont Institute. He then claims: “We currently live under the Queer Constitution”, which “honors all manner of sex”, and under which “laws restricting contraception, sodomy, and fornication are, by its lights, unconstitutional”. Yenor claims: “These changes in law are but the first part of an effort to normalize and then celebrate premarital sex, recreational sex, men who have sex with men, childhood immodesty, masturbation, lesbianism, and all conceptions of transgenderism.”

Yenor says the state should intervene in citizens’ sex lives: “In the states, new obscenity laws for a more obscene world should be adopted. Pornography companies and websites should be investigated for their myriad public ills like sex trafficking, addictions, and ruined lives. The justice of anti-discrimination must be revisited.” In a separate essay co-written with Milikh, the editor, Yenor advocates in effect destroying the current education system and starting again. The essay includes a recommendation for school curriculums: “Students could start building obstacle courses at an early age, learning how to construct a wall and how to adapt the wall for climbing … Students could learn to build and shoot guns as part of a normal course of action in schools and learn how to grow crops and prepare them for meals.”

The Guardian reports that Trump VP pick and Ohio Senator JD Vance promoted far-right extremist views from Arthur Milkh’s Up From Conservatism essay book.