I’m so sad the schemers arc is over bc this shit has been my jam. extremely high political and social stakes?? tactical and plot-filled combat?? seeding a revolution while showing a compliant front to the people in power?? I’m gonna miss her. like yes I’m excited for the full crew and also various reunions. and ALSO
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a less physically but more emotionally exhausting dayWe started the day with a non-overwhelming breakfast! Just a bunch of veggies sauteed up together, no eggs no bacon no beans no toast (but yes coffee, and her coffee could punch Superman through a wall). We were delighted! Also, when we asked where we could find a laundromat to wash some clothes, she let us use her machine. So Geoff put a load through and hung it to dry before we left for the day; I had surreptitiously been doing some sink laundry and also I don't sweat the way he does, but I too am glad to have been able to properly wash some things. (Still gotta sink-wash a bra this evening, though; I've had too many destroyed by machines to trust one I don't know.)
Then we headed out to the bus station to catch a bus to the Hamptonne Country Life Museum https://www.jerseyheritage.org/visit/places-to-visit/hamptonne-country-life-museum/ . This was one of the things I specifically wanted to see while we're here, but sadly I was a bit disappointed. There was no living-history reenactor guide working today (the guy at the entry selling tickets said she would have been there but she had to go to a funeral, so I'm not going to complain), and the guide who took us around spent more time talking about what it was like to work there, and less about what it would have been like to live there in the various eras it represented (13th, 17th, and 19th centuries), than I was hoping for. (Honestly, a good episode of Historical Farm would have given me more -- thanks for putting me on to that show, dorinda!) Still, it was interesting to poke around and look at things, and Geoff enjoyed it more than I did, which was good because I was the one who really wanted to go and if he'd been really disappointed I'd probably have felt guilty.
We did see a nineteenth-century apple crusher (which I immediately recognized thanks to Historical Farms!) and got to taste some of the cider they produce there. It was just fermented juice, no added sugar or rum or any of the other things that might be added to improve the taste, and it was like drinking paint thinner, I couldn't even finish my small cup. The guide said it was probably about 5% alcohol, but it felt stronger. So maybe it's a good thing I couldn't finish it!
Interestingly, the average age of the people visiting the museum seemed to hover around 70 that day. "School must be in session," I said to myself.
We finished up in the cafe, where we split an unexciting packaged sausage roll and a jacket potato with tuna mayo and sweetcorn. I don't know if the potato was a local Jersey potato, but it at least was very good! This whole concept of baked potatoes with stuff on them was something entirely unknown to me until a visit to Edinburgh years ago, when we got a number of out-and-about meals from a jacket potato shop that would put any of dozens of salads or sauces or meats or whatnots on them; I remember having to work hard to keep them from also plopping a giant knob of butter inside the potato as a matter of course. I mean, a buttered baked potato is delicious, but if you're topping your potato with a tomato-cucumber salad tossed in a vinaigrette, two tablespoons of butter really does not improve the experience. Anyway, I always think of that place when I have a jacket potato topped with something unusual to me, such as, for instance, tuna mayo with sweetcorn.
The bus we took to the museum was the same line we took home yesterday afternoon and it had the electronic announcement screen, but it wasn't on so I had to track us with my phone again to know when to get off. Ah, well. We had a nice five-minute walk through houses and farms from the bus stop to the museum site, and when we left to go back to the bus stop, the guy in the ticket office told us that if, once we got to the street the bus ran down, we went the other way from the bus stop we would come to an interesting old dovecote. We did walk that way for a bit, but didn't see anything promising, so we turned around and went up to the bus stop.
Rather than taking it all the way back into the capital city, though, we went only three stops (again tracking progress on my phone, for lack of any non-tech way to know where we were or which stop was ours), got off, and walked about fifteen minutes through more houses and potato fields and mildly wooded areas to get to the Jersey War Tunnels https://www.jerseywartunnels.com/.
The occupying German armed forces had this big tunnel complex built, largely but not entirely by forced labor and slave labor, originally as an ammunition store and barracks, later as a potential hospital in case of an Allied assault on the island(s). Now it's been turned into a really excellent museum of the occupation. When we bought our admission tickets we were also given replica ID cards, establishing each of us as an actual Jerseyite whose story we could discover as we went through the exhibits. (I was given the identity of a middle-aged Jewish woman who, when she was arrested a few years into the occupation, managed to escape her guards and flee to someone who hid her until the war ended.)
We made our way through the tunnels, each of which has been set up as a gallery documenting a different aspect of the occupation or part of the war, in chronological order: from the first decision that the islands wouldn't be defended, to the arrival of the Nazi forces, the gradual tightening of restrictions and rations, various people's attempts at resistance, escape, and sometimes collaboration, the arrival of a Red Cross aid ship just as the food situation got desperate, the experience of watching D-Day (remember, you can see France from here!) while still not being freed and while the local German commander was maintaining he would hold fast, until the final surrender and the arrival of the UK troops who raised the Union Jack again, as we saw reenacted a few days ago.
One particularly effective device was life-size human figures with video screens for their heads showing recordings of actors, so that you could imagine actually meeting and talking to the person who was depicted speaking to you. Here's a German soldier, fluent in English, who has bought your child an ice cream; do you let your child take it? Here's another who wants to hire you to do his washing, and you need money desperately; do you take the job? Here's a farm woman talking about food rationing, and how lucky her family is to have some livestock and chickens -- but of course the German authorities closely watch everything, including recording every piglet born, and god help you if you're caught hiding one. Here's a starving Russian slave worker who has escaped his barracks and stolen some carrots from your field; what do you do?
One informational signboard talked about collaborators, including women who went with German soldiers. It did acknowledge that, aside from the fact that the soldiers might be young, handsome, and -- at least in the early years -- friendly and congenial, being friendly with them might also mean extra food and security for the woman (and her family), but no explicit link was drawn between that signboard (which also explained the derogatory term "jerrybags" for such women) and a later one that told the story of a young woman who was "assaulted" (details unspecified but clearly sexual) by a German soldier while she was serving him in a restaurant, slapped him, and was promptly shipped to a German prison camp, where she died. Nor was a comparison made between "jerrybags" and the local workers who took jobs with the occupying forces to help build the tunnel complex. It all reminded me of the way that women's sexual purity so often stands in for and symbolizes all kinds of morality. Why is a woman who accedes to a soldier's demands and blandishments more of a collaborator than a man who takes a job furthering the enemy's projects?
On another note: as we approached the end of the war, plaques on the wall announced various milestones. I was surprised at the strength of my desire to spit upon seeing the one marking Hitler's suicide.
Anyway, the whole thing was A Lot, and very well done.
Eventually we emerged from underground and caught the bus home again. Once again we stopped on our way home from the bus station for an early dinner, rather than go home and then have to leave again; we found a nice sort of Spanish-Asian fusion place on one of the squares we walked through that had pleasant outdoor seating. (For COVID-cautious reasons we prefer to eat outside when we can; we're also masking on the buses and in other indoor public spaces. We haven't seen a single other person masking, but no one seems to give us the stink-eye about it, except possibly for one person on the bus the other day who seemed not to want to sit next to me.) Geoff had delicious lasagna that came with yet more delicious chips, and I, having not yet had any seafood other than some salmon at the arts centre cafe, had a sizzling plate of scallops and veggies in a vaguely oyster-sauce kind of sauce? Also a nice big glass of merlot, and Geoff had a pint of a Spanish beer called Madri, which he liked but I did not care for. And then back to the guesthouse and blogging!
One thing that has both startled and amused me is that several people (including the ticket guy at the Hamptonne museum), on hearing that we're planning to go from Jersey to spend ten days in Guernsey, have reacted with "Ten days on Guernsey?" in a very what-the-hell-would-you-do-that-for? tone of voice. I'm assuming that this is an expression of inter-island rivalry and not a real indication that we'll be bored out of our minds 😂 I mean, we did accumulate a list of things we might want to see there, and hikes we might want to do, and also we'll probably take a day trip to Herm.
But before then we still have three days here on Jersey to fill! It's likely to rain tomorrow and Thursday, so maybe we won't do another big hike, but we would like to see the Jersey Zoo...but for now, it's oh-so-exciting hand laundry for me, and curling up with some internet.
"Akuyaku Reijou no Naka no Hito: Danzai Sareta Tenseisha no Tame Usotsuki Heroine ni Fukushuu Itashimasu The Villainess Within: Avenging the Reincarnated Girl by Exposing the Heroine's Lies" Makiburo, Shiraume Nazuna (artist), 2021
Summary: Emi Kobayashi, an ordinary girl who loves otome games, wakes up and finds herself as Remilia, the villainess of the otome-game app "The Star Maiden and the Knight of Salvation." Emi scrambles to avert the destruction of the world and her own downfall!In spite of her efforts, the heroine of the Star Maiden, who is also a reincarnated person, strikes at her, and Emi is accused of trying to kill the heroine in addition to breaking the engagement. Instead of Emi, who lost consciousness due to the shock, Remilia, who was watching over her from inside, wakes up and takes revenge on the heroine and her former fiancé, the second prince, who hurt the lovely Emi. My comments: Starts with the typical engagement annulment/accusatory heroine scene but the twist is that the villainess is still inside the body and takes back over once the reincarnated girl's consciousness faints from the shock. Also, the heroine is reincarnated as well.
I really enjoyed that Remilia got to see Emi's memories and feel the love she had in her life and it helped Remilia even though her body got stolen, and she ended up loving Emi. I've never felt so pained by the villainess' downfall before and you could feel it through the real Remilia as well and makes you badly want revenge.
It feels like the plot is really getting started after Remilia is forced to go live in their country estate and I'm excited to see what happens next after contacting the demons.
I saw someone mistake this for a GL but sadly it is not, there is romance later apparently. Remilia isn't interested in romance at all so maybe it'll be with Emi even though she's still unconscious?
Polyendocrine metabolic ovarian syndrome (PMOS), previously named polycystic ovary syndrome (PCOS), affects one in eight women. However, the term PCOS is inaccurate, implying pathological ovarian cysts, obscuring diverse endocrine and metabolic features, and contributing to delayed diagnosis, fragmented care, and stigma, while curtailing research and policy framing. Building on an international mandate for change, we outline an unprecedented, rigorous, multistep global consensus process for the name change. Funding and governance were established with engagement of 56 leading academic, clinical, and patient organisations. Using iterative global surveys (with responses from 14 360 people with PCOS and multidisciplinary health professionals from all world regions), modified Delphi methods, nominal group technique workshops, and marketing and implementation analyses, we identified principles prioritising scientific accuracy, clarity, stigma avoidance, cultural appropriateness, and implementation feasibility. An accurate new name was prioritised over retaining the PCOS acronym or a generic name. Implementation approaches prioritised evolution rather than transformation. Preferred terms were polyendocrine, metabolic, and ovarian, reflecting the condition's multisystem pathophysiology, and polyendocrine metabolic ovarian syndrome was the consensus new name. Accuracy was improved by omitting cysts and by capturing endocrine, metabolic, and ovarian dysfunction. A co-designed global implementation strategy, including a transition period, education, and alignment with health systems and disease classification, is under way.
Teede, H. J., Khomami, M. B., Morman, R., Laven, J. S. E., Joham, A. E., Costello, M. F., … Piltonen, T. (n.d.). Polyendocrine metabolic ovarian syndrome, the new name for polycystic ovary syndrome: a multistep global consensus process. The Lancet. doi:10.1016/S0140-6736(26)00717-8
PWHL Detroit is confirmed. PWHL Vegas has gone from well sourced rumors to leaked. PWHL Hamilton is teetering on the edge between rumored and leaked. All the sourcing being accurate so far means that San Jose being the 12th and final team is very likely.
One reason this is interesting is that it points to a division/conference system and reduced travel being what's guiding this expansion. Well, that and which arena controllers will play ball. Most arenas are paid for and technically owned by the city, but a lot of control/profit goes to team ownership. (Here in Portland we have the Gold Standard of bad deals where if you buy a soda at a rock concert at Moda, profit even from that goes to the Blazers ownership. The Blazers! The only thing surprising about the Blazer's coach recently getting arrested is that I thought they all had infinite legal protection! I didn't think we could arrest any of them!) Edmonton, Dallas, and probably Denver and a few other cities, fell through because the main team's ownership can rent space to the PWHL but can't own the teams outright at this time. (Ten bucks says that both the Red Wings and the Kraken ownership have rights of first refusal on the PWHL teams they share space with)
Arenas paid for by tax payers can't be used for optimal returns for the cities because billionaires can only make some money out of the deals, not all of the money. And people are mad at the PWHL about it, saying they need to change their ownership model, rather than than being mad at the bad deals their city approved. (Again, I live in the city with the worst arena deals, a Live Nation venue being built against the clear wishes of the citizens, but I am angry at the right people... and also if the current Moda remodel funding bill gets cut to necessary HVAC and structural work only I will take a victory lap because I *have* been engaging people one on one to explain how fucked the deal is and comparing it to the actually decent deal Seattle has for CPA)
Anyway, not to defend a guy who is so rich that he committed to funding the PWHL for ten years whether or not it made any money because the entire cost of the league, salaries to travel to space rental, is a rounding error in his bank account, but changing the ownership model at this point would be bad for the league.
Also, at a point it looked like a done deal that we were going to let the Blazers take $600mill from Portland's climate fund to remodel Moda to increase the amount of box seats and high end experiences, reducing overall capacity. We were poised to pour hundreds of millions of dollars into them reducing the amount of seats and making tickets less financially accessible to Portlanders. Fortunately, enough people have screamed about it that it's looking less certain. Now the Blazers are threatening to leave Portland. And I'm like... promise? Pretty please? I will help you pack! I never want to hear/see the words RIP CITY again as long as I fucking live. (The NBA is currently also expanding, Seattle is making a new team... so... move to where? Fuckers ain't got nowhere but here and they need to start acting like it.)
tldr: One reason the PWHL is hype is that they create additional revenue and economic activity for existing city investments. With the ten-year funding commitment it's a negligible risk - very solid reward proposition, if the people who control city assets are willing to play nice
So, tomorrow is Good Omens Day. I don't know how to feel. To be honest, I kept forgetting it was happening.
I'm sad that this lovely show now has such a dark shadow cast over it. I'm sad that we only get 90 minutes instead of 6 episodes, all thanks to NG being a monster. I hope that the victims somehow manage to get closure and some kind of recompense. And it feels ridiculous to care about a TV show in the light of what he did.
So I debated a lot over whether to watch.
In the end, I think what swayed me was the fact that it was Terry Pratchett's family who intervened and managed to salvage a 90 minute special out of the axed 6 episode season. And - like with Buffy (or any of Joss' shows) - the people involved (actors, director, crew etc) were not responsible for the actions of the creator. ETA: Of course, NG isn't involved in S3 in any way, but also - he isn't involved, and he was the keeper of the vision. OTOH there has been some truly excellent fic over the years, and with Rachel Talalay as director the end result should be good.
But, it's a difficult calculation, and I understand anyone who has added it all up and come to a different decision. I don't know if I will write about it, guess it depends what the story does.
My hope is that it manages to do what Serenity did for Firefly - tell a complete story and wrap everything up, rather than be something clearly cut down and rushed. (I loved S2 of OFMD, but you could tell how they were speed-running certain parts.)
Honestly, all I want is a happy ending. That's it. 🏡 For everything else, there is fic.
Ни одного флага до конца войны: World Athletics отклонила предложение МОК о допуске белорусов на турниры Всемирная легкоатлетическая ассоциация официально отказалась выполнять рекомендацию Международного олимпийского комитета о возвращении белорусских спортсменов на международные турниры под их национальным флагом https://censor.net/ru/n4002739
Канада подписала Конвенцию о создании комиссии по репарациям для Украины Канада стала первой страной за пределами Европы, подписавшей Конвенцию о создании Международной комиссии по вопросам компенсаций для Украины https://censor.net/ru/v4002798
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Взрывы прогремели в российском Оренбурге. ВИДЕО Ранее власти региона заявляли об опасности БПЛА и режиме "Ковер" в аэропорту Оренбурга https://censor.net/ru/v4002766
Уцелевший россиянин снимает результат прилета: "Вот тела трех парней лежат. Там два выгоревших. БК въ#бывает". ВИДЕО 18+ https://censor.net/ru/v4002768
Оккупант снял на видео уничтоженную группу соратников после удара украинской РСЗО. ВИДЕО Украинская реактивная система залпового огня нанесла удар по колонне российских штурмовиков на мотоциклах в Донецкой области. Оккупанты сосредоточились на небольшом участке дороги, после чего по ним был нанесен удар. На обнародованных кадрах один из российских военных снимает как минимум 10 ликвидированных штурмовиков https://censor.net/ru/v4002639
Россия потеряла стратегический Кидал в Мали: отступление войск стало ударом для Кремля Вывод российских подразделений из Кидала на севере Мали стал серьёзным репутационным поражением для Москвы и продемонстрировал ослабление её влияния в Африке https://censor.net/ru/n4002465
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путин похвастался "самой мощной" ядерной ракетой "Сармат", которую обещает поставить на вооружение рф уже 5 лет... https://censor.net/ru/n4002863
i have been thinking of making a "chibi" ectotron for small children to play with, it will be 3d printed and will be based off of a bumblebee toy. tell me if your interested and if so i will start working on it
(Mix and shake that metaphor and pour it over ice and serve it up with a wee paper umbrella!)
Somebody today on Another Site was mourning the Old Days on LJ which made me think of:
All the various Old Days in my life on and offline which were by their nature transient -
- but that transient didn't mean that they didn't have lasting effects/influence.
(I will spare dr rdrz accounts of various short-lived initiatives I encountered among the archives and in the course of Mi Researchez which nonetheless echoed down the years.)
Also that even had things not fallen out the way things did with LJ (hiss, boo, etc) by now it would almost certainly not be the same experience as it was in the 00s - people would have come, people would have gone, our interests and energies would have changed....
So we would probably be nostalgically regetting the glory days before [whenever].
На встрече ожидаются генеральный секретарь НАТО Марк Рютте и президент Украины Владимир Зеленский. Мероприятие проходит в Румынии с участием лидеров стран региона. Первым в столицу Румынии прибыл президент Польши Кароль Навроцкий. Его встретил президент Румынии Никушор Дан во дворце Котрочень, где состоялись двусторонние переговоры. Оба лидера будут совместно председательствовать на саммите. Также запланированы отдельные встречи лидеров стран Северной Европы. Основное внимание будет сосредоточено на вопросах безопасности, координации действий и поддержки Украины.
Формат "Бухарестской девятки" был создан в 2015 году для укрепления сотрудничества в сфере обороны. В него входят девять стран Центральной и Восточной Европы
adjective, punier, puniest 1. of less than normal size and strength; weak. 2. unimportant; insignificant; petty or minor: a puny excuse. 3. Obsolete. puisne.
Other Word Forms punily, adverb puniness, noun
Related Words feeble, frail, inconsequential, measly, paltry, tiny, trivial
Origin: First recorded in 1540–50; spelling variant of puisne
Example Sentences Puny mountains would have slowed erosion of the planet’s rocks, limiting the supply of life-giving nutrients for creatures in the oceans. From National Geographic • Feb. 11, 2021
“Nobody moves away from Winnipeg, especially to Toronto, and escapes condemnation,” she wrote, in “All My Puny Sorrows,” her novel about her sister’s illness and death. From The New Yorker • Mar. 18, 2019
Not to mention the shabby way he treated the loyal Bob Hobbitt, whose ailing little son, Puny Pete, longed to leave life as a cabin boy for a career as a seamstress. From New York Times • Dec. 25, 2014
The greatness in "All My Puny Sorrows" comes from Toews' ability to make the reader want to think about that too. From Los Angeles Times • Dec. 5, 2014
Hallblithe stood speechless a moment, looking past the Puny Fox, rather than at him. From The Story of the Glittering Plain; or, the land of Living Men by Morris, William
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