If you're feeling anxious or depressed about the climate and want to do something to help right now, from your bed, for free...
Start helping with citizen science projects
What's a citizen science project? Basically, it's crowdsourced science. In this case, crowdsourced climate science, that you can help with!
You don't need qualifications or any training besides the slideshow at the start of a project. There are a lot of things that humans can do way better than machines can, even with only minimal training, that are vital to science - especially digitizing records and building searchable databases
Like labeling trees in aerial photos so that scientists have better datasets to use for restoration.
Or counting cells in fossilized plants to track the impacts of climate change.
Or digitizing old atmospheric data to help scientists track the warming effects of El Niño.
Or counting penguins to help scientists better protect them.
Those are all on one of the most prominent citizen science platforms, called Zooniverse, but there are a ton of others, too.
Oh, and btw, you don't have to worry about messing up, because several people see each image. Studies show that if you pool the opinions of however many regular people (different by field), it matches the accuracy rate of a trained scientist in the field.
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I spent a lot of time doing this when I was really badly injured and housebound, and it was so good for me to be able to HELP and DO SOMETHING, even when I was in too much pain to leave my bed. So if you are chronically ill/disabled/for whatever reason can't participate or volunteer for things in person, I highly highly recommend.
Next time you wish you could do something - anything - to help
Remember that actually, you can. And help with some science.
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python extract tables from html file and convert to python array and send a delimited version to file
import re filename_input = "src.html" filename_output = "out.data.txt" def get_tables_from_html(html): # inclusive tables = re.findall(r'<table.*?>.*?</table>',html, re.DOTALL) return tables def get_tr_from_html_ex(html): # exclusive tables = re.findall(r'<tr.*?>(.*?)</tr>',html, re.DOTALL) return tables def get_td_from_html_ex(html): # exclusive tables = re.findall(r'<td.*?>(.*?)</td>',html, re.DOTALL) return tables def get_ahref_from_html_ex(html): # exclusive tables = re.findall(r'<a.*?>(.*?)</a>',html, re.DOTALL) return tables def strip_tags(html): # exclusive html = re.sub(r'<.*?>', " ", html).strip() return html def html_table_to_array(table_html): rows = get_tr_from_html_ex(table_html) data = [] for tr in rows: data.append(get_td_from_html_ex(tr)) return data def file_put_contents(the_file, the_str): with open(the_file, "w") as text_file: text_file.write(the_str) file_data = None with open(filename_input, 'r') as f: file_data = f.read() if file_data != None: tables = get_tables_from_html(file_data) the_str = "" for table in tables: the_str += "-= -----------------------=-------\r\n" # print(table) table_data = html_table_to_array(table) for tr in table_data: col_count = len(tr) for td in tr: td = strip_tags(td) if(col_count > 2): the_str += td + "|" if(col_count > 2): the_str += "\r\n" print(the_str) file_put_contents(filename_output, the_str)
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Part 14 of Ghost Kid in Gotham
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The secrets we keep for others
Dick wanted to curse Talia. He really wanted to do that but he only did so in his mind. Damian was on to them now. He knew it in the way his little brother was following them. In the way he watched Bruce and him in his calculated way. It was only a matter of time until Damian would truly attempt to confront one of them.
And the likelihood that it would be him instead of Bruce was high. Even if Bruce was Damian's father, Damian tended to come to him first.
Dick also knew that he most likely provoked that himself. The moment Talia had mentioned teal and orange, he knew he had tensed ever so slightly knowing exactly who she was hinting at. Damian must have caught on to that. Especially as Damian had unconsciously repeated Talias last words to him on their way back from patrol.
It would be fine in other cases. But they had too little tidbits of information, nothing valid but more speculations they worked out with barely any worthwhile data. Dick had butted heads with Bruce because of this. They had fought over it until he got the man to leave his office and at least share the little bits they could confirm for sure. Danny's little bit of history they had as well as the existence of that governmental branch, were the two things they discovered with valid information.
Everything else was nothing more than speculations, theories built on corrupted data they barely managed to recover.
Even now as he sat on a couch with crossed arms and pouting watching Cass and Danny interacting with each other. He knew that Babs was working on recovering more of the corrupted files they managed to drag from a highly protected governmental server before it locked them out again. It was frustrating to say the least.
Damian was sitting next to him staring holes into his being while also keeping an eye on Cass and Danny. Just like with Duke, Danny didn't appear to mind their sister at all now. She inched closer to the child slowly and carefully, the kid not once hissing at her completely opposite to what happens when Dick got close to the child. He was allowing her as close to him as he let Damian and Alfred.
He pouted a little bit more as he noticed the side eye Cass gave him as she held out a hand to Danny and the little boy took it with a confused tilt of his head. The boy glanced over to Damian as if unsure what to do before Dick saw the telltale spark in the boy's eyes that Damian also had when he got an idea. He watched how Danny moved Cass' hand so her open palm faced him and he started to trace something while making small chirping noises.
It was only the four of them at the moment. But that was fine, it meant Danny wouldn't get too overwhelmed. He would get more and more used to all their presences like this. Somehow during their patrol last night Cass had gotten closer to Danny than any of them had besides Damian. It was good in Dicks opinion, it meant that Danny was slowly but surely opening up to them as well as starting to trust them. It would also mean that Damian would start to untense too.
It was obvious to them all of how protective and clingy Damian was with his apparently de-aged twin. He barely let Danny get out of his sight. Danny starting to trust them more would also mean Damian could relax more. But that would also mean that his little brother could turn his focus to other things.
Like trying to get information out of Dick.
"Richard." He knew that tone. Baby Bat wanted answers to the unspoken question that hung in the air since their encounter with Talia.
"Not now Dami." He could lie, say he didn't know what she was hinting at. That they didn't have a lot of information on teal and orange. Damian would believe him for the moment, trust him that he would share any information they find later on or maybe even start trying to gather information on his own.
Dick doubted that if Dami went to try and get any information on his own that he would get any further than they had. Bruce was still working on the governmental server they had gotten locked out of, several times now and all they ever recovered were corrupted files with too little information they only managed to withdraw after hours of running recovery programs specially designed and made by Babs and Bruce in tandem. It was a wonder that they hadn't involved Tim yet but considering what they were discovering it was also better that they hadn't.
He could lie and Damian would be none the wiser but at the same time he knew he couldn't do that to his little brother. No, not only Damian, to any of them. Dick knew it wasn't just Damian. Tim was buried in an investigation that had started out as curiosity over the note but got more and more serious the more he managed to discover and make connections. The book he found was the key item in it. Jason was returning to the Manor every night for days now, he had tried several times now to get Dick alone and he knew perfectly well why. Steph started to help Tim while Duke and Cass appeared to attempt to take some load off Damian by caring for Danny.
If they all came to him, he wouldn't care about what Bruce had decided about what to do with the little bits of information and speculation they had found.
But until then his siblings deserved to have a peaceful and unbothered time with Danny. Deserved to interact with him worry free and not biased or with a judgment clouded by heavy emotions. They shouldn't be forced to hide the rage behind smiles whenever they see this de-aged but still somewhat carefree child. Because Dick knew his siblings weren't as good as him with that.
He knew what kind of reaction each of them would most likely have. Especially with the way they had become attached to their new little brother. If they learned about Bruce's, Barbara's and his suspicions. Things wouldn't be as peaceful as they were now.
"When?" Tilting his head slightly towards Damian with a smile, he ruffled his little brother's hair. The other scowled clearly, not happy with the fact that Dick wasn't giving him the answers he wanted. The look in the younger eyes was telling. Good that the files on Danny were all on a sparetared file space on the bat computer only Babs, him and Bruce had access to. For once the old man's paranoia was going to play into their favor. Damian wouldn't find them when he snuck out later at night to search through the batcomputer files.
It was better this way.
He would tell his siblings when the right time came. Until then, he would keep the little pieces of recovered data a secret. They didn't need to know yet about the suspicions of what happened in the time frame between Danny being reported missing then reported dead and his appearing in Jason's apartment.
They didn't need to know about the corrupted sound files that were nothing but static before Babara managed to recover a little part of nothing but five seconds of a teen screaming his throat raw that he was himself. A heavily pixelated image that after hours of processing through recovery programs displayed only a small bloody section of a vivisection while everything else in the image was still heavily distorted or glitched. There even was a little video clip they managed to recover, not even a minute long and heavily distorted by the corruption.
But Dick had not dared to watch it.
Bruce's way of handling the situation was already bad enough as it was but it was getting worse the more they managed to recover. Absentmindedly he kept ruffling Damian's hair with a smile plastered on his face at his little brother's scowled. Yeah, even if Bruce's way of handling the information was not the best, for now it was better for them not to know, even if Babs' reprimanding words ringed in the back of his mind. It was only a matter of time before this would come to bite them, he knew it. And he threaded the moment his siblings would discover it whether it be through them finally sharing their suspicions or his siblings discovering it on their own. Or worst of all, Danny remembering it himself.
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If I had my way Generations would have been a 20 minute movie.
Data pushes Crusher off the boat and EVERYBODY LAUGHS BECAUSE THAT WAS HILARIOUS. PERFECT SETUP. A+ PRANK. SHE WAS FINE. WHEN YOU LARP YOU SIGN UP FOR THE ASSOCIATED RISKS. EVERYBODY PAT'S DATA ON THE BACK AND SAYS "GOOD JOB BUD, YOU UNDERSTAND COMEDY."
No desire to install the emotion chip. It stays locked forever in the weird little shrine he made for it.
Data quickly disarms and apprehends Soran the MILISECOND Geordi's life is threatened.
Every subsequent crisis of the movie is averted. The Duras sisters are still out there but who gives a fuck bc they're all boobs no brains. Jim gets to live happily ever after in the wave.
-Fin-
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