I’m aware of how computers use numerical methods to get numbers that are good enough for a given precision.
I meant more like a robust way to create physical slide rules for arbitrary uses. Here’s a set of tables of baking ratios, I want to comfortably look up x for a known y. That kind of thing.
You see, when football is mentioned online, the collective intelligence of any comment section is cut by at least 90%. This stacks with another 90% if it’s women’s football or any token LGBT acknowledgement in football. The joke is Muslim Bad.
Which is a shame. I used to make fun of le sportsball amirite until it clicked that there was immense entertainment value in these matches, which could be super tense and exciting even when an individual match doesn’t have super high stakes. There’s storylines with each of the players and managers, there’s a lot of diverging personalities among them and they all handle the same game in their own way. And unlike scripted shows, when something unexpected happens it is so much more interesting. Like the story is real in a way that scripted entertainment isn’t.
I wonder if we’ve semi automated some way to make arbitrary slide rules. Like some kind of software that you punch your functions into, or some table of info to be interpolated, and it lines everything up.
As we all know, the Warsaw ghetto was an ethnostate, that had to go. The slums still being bombed to the south of Beirut, the thuds which have kept me up all night? Overwhelmingly Shia Muslim. That’s right folks, another ethnostate that needs to be destroyed. By the IDF which is definitely not the arm of an ethnostate.
Role playing? Parading on social media?
I’m literally in Lebanon. My original hometown is being bombed, and might be annexed like in the 1980s. I’m helping the displaced folks in shelters every goddamn day. Our EMTs and their centers are being struck (100 of our medical staff killed so far). It’s an absolute apocalypse for many people, many of the most vulnerable here. Neighborhoods are gone, do you understand? One day we plan to help displaced friends get their valuable stuff out of their homes, the next day the homes are just gone. Ashes. No combatants or weapons, just homes turned to ashes. I’m lucky enough to only hear the bombs and sonic booms where I live, and to feel the occasional distant thud.
And what’s happening in Lebanon is only a fraction of the misery in Gaza.
When we see them drop a strike over the city, we don’t think “yay bingo buzzword”. We’re not selling you on feeling bad for us. Just because you live in a coddled country it doesn’t mean the real crimes happening elsewhere are buzzwords to annoy you. If there’s an absolute laundry list of crimes we are facing, how is it our fault?
If it makes you feel better, your marches in the west are what looks like role play to us. You ask your governments and supposed representatives too nicely to stop supporting these crimes and in return they make fun of you and ignore these urgent pleas. They dare you to not support them even when they do the opposite of what you want.
Don’t patronize me. I’m not the one who’s only angrily typing online. I’m blocking you.
Everyone knows if you call out a crime enough times, it becomes lame and stops counting.
Every word they used is true and every one is written in the blood of ordinary people. Take your apologia for crimes against humanity back to Reddit.
I have been fascinated with depictions of cities particularly from when I was a kid. Tall, blocky modernist buildings with illuminated yellow windows. We didn’t have too many in Beirut that fit that bill, relatively few buildings here are taller than like 10 floors. Social connotations of “the city” also seemed to be much more positive in these movies and shows.
No points for guessing why I’m retreating into the recesses of my childhood memories right now.
It’s 9 am now and they’re still bombing. An entire section of the city has been turned into ashes and a lot of people were just sleeping on the sides of the road in safer areas this morning. I don’t think we’ve ever seen anything like this in my lifetime.
I’ve been to some of these neighborhoods. They are very poor, the people there have been neglected by the authorities for generations, leading many of them to believe strongly in the alternative. I don’t see that as wrong.
I feel guilty for even having a fraction of opportunity more than these people, to just live in an area that people go to for safety. To be able to worry about infrastructure and the international response and not my life and the loss of loved ones and their lack of a proper burial.
At least I’m not one of the clowns defending this on Lemmy. I didn’t think our little network was worth the disinfo effort but here we are. I’m on this platform to get away from this shit.
I’ve seen versions of this for every other country, from Mexico and Brazil to the Balkans and right here in Lebanon and Syria.
I was getting ready to take one look at these and write them off as looking just a little too sharp, but honestly, with how bleak the visionless hyperrealism of today is, the original design shines straight through. I might use this.
I played Grim Fandango about halfway through last year and I really liked it, although something else grabbed my attention.
Thursday is like this.
I literally cannot for the life of me explain why.
But خميس? The name of Thursday in my native Arabic?
Ah but Jeudi, the French name. Sun high in the sky. Very round.
I cannot even begin to explain.
Lebanon has been spiraling for some time, but I wouldn't say it's a dystopia. Or a utopia, of course. But it's genuine. People don't kick their kids out on the street at 18 like they apparently do in the US, kids don't get shot in school either. People don't get stabbed or mugged, sometimes harassed by beggars but there's usually not violent crime. More positively, there's a lot to do that isn't centered around making you pay for experiences. I feel like that might not be the case everywhere. At least when we're not being terrorized, Lebanon is... very chill. Chill with a side of feudalism, but that's not today's topic.
Most of us pull together, we have relatively tough social bonds from years of facing difficulties together. On paper everything is fucked: currency is worthless, terrible infrastructure, literal terrorist state looking to Lebensraum us with impunity, mob-run essential services. But I don't know how to leave this behind. I know how to live on 8 hours of electricity per day, I know how to ration bathing water and fuel. I don't know how to deal with the more complex shit I see people dealing with elsewhere online.
Like a ton of people move to Canada. Sure, I speak both English and French decently well. But isn't a house anywhere worth living prohibitively expensive? Our Canadian-Palestinian friends have been discriminated against for the past twenty years, am I going to have to live as a second class citizen? etc etc. Sure as a Lebanese Christian I think I'd get a pass where others won't, but I don't want a pass, I want a safe place to home. All I write here is from a place of relative privilege though. I don't deal with extra shit for being poor or from a religion whose followers tend to be poor, I'm not LGBT, I don't come from a border town, I wasn't born into a town or family that has tribalish skirmishes. It's easy for me to sit and wonder about immigration at my leisure.
There's also analysis paralysis, right. I can theoretically move to many countries. In practice, every place has pros and cons, and it looks like the cons keep piling up pretty much everywhere while the pros drop one by one. Although that applies to Lebanon as well. If I'm going to be struggling, where better to struggle than among friends and family, in the land I call home?