#Adapting to the 21st Century

[giorgio52fan]

Nurturing 21st Century Skills

Preparing Students for Success in the Modern World / Pregătirea elevilor pentru succes în lumea modernă In the rapidly evolving landscape of the 21st century, education must adapt to equip students with the skills they need to thrive in a dynamic and interconnected world. The traditional model of education, centered on rote memorization and content delivery, is no longer sufficient. Instead,…

[witchofthemidlands]

it's past 3am idc anymore. he was hinted but not officially named & had less than 10 minutes of screen time but in my opinion matthew goode is the best modern version of dracula i have seen in YEARS.

[vampyrholmes]

you might hate nigel bruce’s watson being a dim witted comedy character. i however think it’s genius. rathbone’s holmes is giving insane levels of autistic burnout and every quip or fumble or inability to do something normally on watson’s part just makes holmes’ deadpan delivery or deeply viscerally irritated state of being or need to Just Get The Job Done that much more obvious. the consistent formula of holmes sending watson off on a little task while he speedruns a case and pops up at the end to debrief with watson like ‘they’ve been apprehended i really need a pipe and my robe please do not talk to me the entire way home’ all the while watson is still trying to figure out what realm he’s in is priceless. “i’ll retire to sussex and keep bees” after watson asks forty questions after he solves the case? burntout autistic person threatening to move to the middle of nowhere with a pet in some form with zero mention of another person? fork found in kitchen. holmes can sense watson fucking something up like it’s a sixth sense and has to extensively mentally prepare himself for whatever he’s about to experience

[zerosocialskillz]

I wonder if humanity did go to space in the ULTRAKILL universe.

[broadwaydivastournament]

Hey bestie I have an idea. Audra v mmdiva winner poll to determine the true queen of musicals? You’re welcome or I’m sorry, as you see fit (maybe both).

Sorry, they're too busy kissing to hear you, but I can ask them once they're done. We might be waiting a while though.

[boanddonatetoblacktranspeople]

Apparently, Happy Belated Two Year Anniversary to the Kingdom Hearts Funny Fellas That Got Trapped in Our Cell Phones Forever :)

Happy two years since gacha game mindworms broke my brain :)

[secondjulia]

"I've known a lot of people, girlie."

This morning, instead of laboring for capital as required, I was daydreaming about how — canonically & in contrast to the typical fanfic portrayal — Hob never actually becomes less of a jerk. And my brain was arguing like Well, he was kind of sweet with Gwen, wasn't he? So I went back and read that last scene at the Ren Faire &... I mean, no, he becomes morally a better person, but he's still kinda a jerk. And I 100% forgot about him calling Death GIRLIE!

😳

I mean, oh boy, are you lucky she's so understanding, Hob!

[greghatecrimes]

@fangoddess7 you will be thrilled to know that House M.D. is actually a loose Sherlock Holmes adaptation!

House drugged that coffee btw

[champstorymedia]

Evolution of Ballet: How Classical Dance Has Adapted to Modern Trends

Introduction: Ballet, often considered the epitome of classical dance, has a rich history that dates back centuries. However, like any art form, ballet has evolved over time to incorporate modern trends and influences. In this article, we will explore the evolution of ballet and how it has adapted to the changing times. Classical Roots Ballet traces its origins back to the Italian Renaissance…

[cyber-soul-smartz]

21st Century Leadership Skills for Project Managers: A Guide

Unlock the secrets of effective leadership in project management! Discover essential skills like visionary thinking and emotional intelligence. Elevate your team's performance in the 21st century. Read now & subscribe for more insights from Hafsa Reasoner

[cherryblossomshadow]

#(prev tags)#i didn't know for a while of watching him either!!#but he has a really great video on lovecraftian horror and specifically this one movie adaptation of a lovecraft story#and he talks about his discovery of his own queerness and his journey and struggle with it#and it's so so good#it's called “Outsiders: How To Adapt H.P. Lovecraft In the 21st Century” if you want to check it out!! (tags courtesy of @certifiedfae)

Love how at the start of the James Somerton section Hbomb basically went "A lot of people are afraid to call out Somerton because he'll accuse them of homophobia. But I fear not God nor man, and I'm as bi as the day is long."

[homunculus-argument]

I love it when modern adaptations of old books opt to be loyal to the book's cultural context instead of the specific details of the characters/settings. Like if one character written in a specific era is depicted as being annoyingly obsessed with pocket watches, specifically as a way of illustrating that this man is a fashion-obsessed airheaded fop, it wouldn't make sense in the same way in the 21st century, pocket watches would be an extremely odd and interesting hobby for a modern young man, so it doesn't have the same context. Make that mf a sneakerhead.

Or a specific scene that's constantly used as an example for arguments of "I don't like [the book heroine] because she hates horses", when originally the point of the scene was that all this talk about horse breeds and some specific stud's ankle angles is also going over her head, and it's more of a "send help, car guys won't stop talking about cars" situation.

[reasonsforhope]

"A century of gradual reforestation across the American East and Southeast has kept the region cooler than it otherwise would have become, a new study shows.

The pioneering study of progress shows how the last 25 years of accelerated reforestation around the world might significantly pay off in the second half of the 21st century.

Using a variety of calculative methods and estimations based on satellite and temperature data from weather stations, the authors determined that forests in the eastern United States cool the land surface by 1.8 – 3.6°F annually compared to nearby grasslands and croplands, with the strongest effect seen in summer, when cooling amounts to 3.6 – 9°F.

The younger the forest, the more this cooling effect was detected, with forest trees between 20 and 40 years old offering the coolest temperatures underneath.

“The reforestation has been remarkable and we have shown this has translated into the surrounding air temperature,” Mallory Barnes, an environmental scientist at Indiana University who led the research, told The Guardian.

“Moving forward, we need to think about tree planting not just as a way to absorb carbon dioxide but also the cooling effects in adapting for climate change, to help cities be resilient against these very hot temperatures.”

The cooling of the land surface affected the air near ground level as well, with a stepwise reduction in heat linked to reductions in near-surface air temps.

“Analyses of historical land cover and air temperature trends showed that the cooling benefits of reforestation extend across the landscape,” the authors write. “Locations surrounded by reforestation were up to 1.8°F cooler than neighboring locations that did not undergo land cover change, and areas dominated by regrowing forests were associated with cooling temperature trends in much of the Eastern United States.”

By the 1930s, forest cover loss in the eastern states like the Carolinas and Mississippi had stopped, as the descendants of European settlers moved in greater and greater numbers into cities and marginal agricultural land was abandoned.

The Civilian Conservation Corps undertook large replanting efforts of forests that had been cleared, and this is believed to be what is causing the lower average temperatures observed in the study data.

However, the authors note that other causes, like more sophisticated crop irrigation and increases in airborne pollutants that block incoming sunlight, may have also contributed to the lowering of temperatures over time. They also note that tree planting might not always produce this effect, such as in the boreal zone where increases in trees are linked with increases in humidity that way raise average temperatures."

-via Good News Network, February 20, 2024

[dayang-dayang]

Adaptation of

The Blue Blood of the Big Astana

I was not always the man that I am right now. These titles that I have were hard-earned to not just be called a man with only a harelip. It was when I was five-years-old that I was orphaned. Being turned over to the Datu’s care due to Babo—my aunt— being unable to sustain for the both of us, there were things that needed to be done. I cried and pleaded with all might. I couldn’t bear to be separated with my only family. She coaxed me with her tender eyes and soothing hands, and led me into thinking that I can have everything I want if I just go to the Datu. As a child, who doesn’t want that? As tractable as I was, my mind was now drifting to the possibility of getting to feel the warmth of shared meals and build a happy childhood in my new home. Determination and desperation were etched in Babo’s face, but as young as I was, I didn’t even notice. My departure would relieve her from the burden of me.

Before we began our long walk, she washed me clean and taught me the royal, traditional ways on how to act in the Astana. That short time seemed so long that it got me irritable— so many things to remember for a five-year-old. But as we strolled down the muddied path, she humored me with all the things about the Astana. She told me about how we are different from each other. There I find myself back to being talkative again.

When we arrived at the Astana, the Datu and his wife greeted us so warmly— the young daughter too with her unrestrained laughter. His daughter, oh yes! A fine young princess my age, with laughter as sweet as the birds and skin as pale as sampaguita- I kissed the back of her hand to pay respect. She was indeed different compared to me— she was a blue blood, while I was just an orphaned boy with a deformity. She immediately withdrew her hand from my kiss. It seemed that my harelip tickled her.

My Babo eventually had to leave. But she came back as she promised. She visited me every week and his majesty had a lot of good things to tell her. Sometimes, the little princess would even chime in and use that chance to make fun of me again. I would gladly let her so. Aside from I had no right about anything, I would just let her be because that’s my way of being thankful— to let her smile and laugh, even to the expense of my entire being. However, it only lasted for 2 years before death took my Babo away. I was alone again.

But at least, there she was, my little blue blood. Her acquaintance has brought me comfort. I was her favorite and she wanted to play with me always. That gave me so much purpose and something to look forward to. She became the reason why I changed. 

Our youth spent on beaches waging war against the waves, picking up peculiar shells, diving up for sea-urchins or run along the long stretch of white, glaring sand. I, behind her— admiring her soft, nimble feet and her silky hair flying under the comforting sun. Sometimes, I would be climbing trees for the young princess, and she would worry for me. That hint of kindness I get from her whimpering voice telling me to come down while threatening to report me to her Appah. Those were the fleeting times, ephemeral as the wild vines. In no time, she grew up into a fine young lady.

She entered school and that’s when I took on the role of being an Epang-Epang. See? Wasn’t I a good servant? I was her escort, water-carrier, a friend she could play with. I was a clown she could laugh at, and even took on all the pain of her teacher’s lashings. I was like a faithful, loving dog following its mistress with light steps and a singing heart. My seemingly innocent, impish sort of liking turned into a serious adoration—I apparently was willing to do everything for my Dayang-Dayang. But who am I but just a servant with a harelip, to have a right to take her hand in marriage? While she was entering school, she was also being tutored at home for maidenhood. We were of such contrasting patterns. Even the lovely way she looked—the big Astana where she lived—the blood she had… Not even the fingers of Allah perhaps could weave our fabrics into equality. I had to content myself with the privilege of gazing frequently at her peerless loveliness. An ugly servant must not go beyond his little border.

In no time, Dayang-Dayang’s hand was asked for marriage by no one else but the man of her own kind- a young Datu with brains and brawns, ruler over a vast territory in the east, commanding both wealth and military might, with the same blue blood that she have— the perfect husband to take over her father’s place.

At the day of her wedding, people had crowded the princess’ Astana early in the morning to help prepare for the precious and wonderful event. I, Jaafar, stood upon the palace balcony. The sun, a benevolent sovereign, painted the city below in hues of amber and rose, heralding the momentous union of Dayang-Dayang, the jewel of Astana, with a destiny whispered by the Fates themselves. By the time the chariot of the sun finally rested on the horizon, the ceremony commenced with lively spirits.

In the courtyard, Dayang-Dayang stood beneath an arch adorned with fragrant blooms, a goddess in mortal form. Her betrothed stood at the precipice of fate, his eyes aglow with admiration. I draped in the shadows, observed with a heart heavy with secrets, my gaze an unspoken tribute to her celestial allure. The ceremony unfolded like a sacred dance, vows exchanged amidst the fragrance of blossoms and the symphony of approval from the celestial orbs.

And so, with a heavy heart and a gaze that betrayed the ache within, I, Jaafar, watched the culmination of a love story that was never mine to claim, my wounded soul an invisible casualty in the tapestry of this grand celebration. After I saw her and so does she, I ran quickly as I could, for I couldn't escape the pang of bittersweet longing that clutched at the chambers of my heart. Her laughter, a melody that once danced in the corridors of my solitude, now echoed as a distant refrain—a haunting reminder of a love forbidden.

No longer confined to the humble role of a servant, I, Jaafar, have ascended to the pinnacle of prosperity, my coffers brimming with the fruits of my endeavors, a testament to the transformative dance of fate and ambition. I could have married someone else, but I couldn’t find someone keen and lovely princess like her.

The relentless Wheel of Time, guided by Allah, spun its threads, and one fateful day, her husband found himself confined in San Ramon Penal Farm, Zamboanga. He, driven by a desire for an independent realm, had clashed with the Christian government, oblivious to the protective embrace that taxes offered. In this tumult, lives were lost, her Appah perished, possessions seized, and the Blue Blood, along with her mother, succumbed to a heart burdened with sorrow.

I went to Bonbon for business purposes. I encountered her after epochs felt like a cosmic symphony resonating through the very fabric of time. At first glance, I couldn’t recognize her for she’s not the blue blood princess I know. She didn’t recognize me too. However, when she saw my harelip smiling at her, a resurrection of a bygone era unfurled a garden of emotions within my chest, each petal blooming with the hues of longing and recognition. Under the cerulean sky, the echoes of our shared history resonated in the hushed whispers of the wind, weaving a tapestry of love and loss. One of her sons came and ask who I am. I said, “I am your mother’s servant. I am but a wanderer, retracing the steps of a dance we once shared.” As I prepared to leave, the streets seemed to embrace me with a bittersweet embrace, and the city itself whispered its silent goodbyes.

Back to the present, as I am walking along, a fleeting thought flickered in the recesses of my mind — the desire to sweep Dayang-Dayang away, to cradle her in the arms of my journey. But then I remembered, I am nothing but a servant serving a blue blood princess. The decision to continue my journey alone, leaving Dayang-Dayang to the embrace of the city she called home, gave me a heavy heart. And so, with a final, lingering gaze at the city that cradled both our stories, I brushed all my thoughts away from her and resumed my solitary journey. The footsteps that had once echoed with the hope of a shared destiny now resonated with the rhythm of acceptance.

[britneyshakespeare]

The fact that from the BBC Play of the Month, a mid-twentieth-century TV series of filmed plays, their productions of the Tempest, Schiller's Mary Stuart, Lady Windermere's Fan by Oscar Wilde... are COMPLETELY LOST... it's like violence against me personally

[great-book-review]

"Christianity 2.0" by John Dorsey: A Spiritual Odyssey of Modern Faith

Summary: John Dorsey's "Christianity 2.0" is a thought-provoking exploration of how religion is changing in the contemporary world. We'll go over the main ideas and components of the book in this in-depth assessment, covering everything from its theological depth and reader effect to its historical background and visionary concepts.

Historical Odyssey: Dorsey sets out on an engrossing historical investigation that establishes the framework for his innovative take on contemporary Christianity. He gives readers a thorough picture of how the Christian religion has evolved throughout time. The story is enhanced by this historical background, which also makes it more understandable for people who are not familiar with Christian history.

Challenging Conventions: One of the most remarkable aspects of "Christianity 2.0" is Dorsey's audacious challenge to conventional Christian beliefs. He highlights the dynamic nature of faith and encourages readers to question traditional dogmas. In my capacity as a critic, I was much moved by Dorsey's bravery in challenging readers to reconsider their religious beliefs in light of recent social shifts.

Introducing "Christianity 2.0": In essence, Dorsey's story revolves around his notion of "Christianity 2.0." This phrase captures his idea of a more progressive, flexible, and inclusive religion. As a critical reviewer, I thought Dorsey's forward-thinking strategy was both welcome and relevant. His plea for a faith that honors social justice, diversity, and modern ideals is an important addition to the continuing discussion about faith in the modern world.

Theological Depth and Reader-Friendly Approach: Dorsey masterfully balances theological depth with a reader-friendly writing style. He ensures that readers of different backgrounds may understand his tale by condensing difficult concepts into language that is simple to understand. His incisive writing inspires readers to participate in insightful conversations about the direction of Christianity.

Addressing Controversies and Divisions: The book doesn't shy away from addressing controversial topics and divisions within Christianity. It acknowledges that these challenges are integral to the faith's evolution. As a critic as much as a reader, I value Dorsey's open examination of these challenging topics. His readiness to address these concerns head-on encourages a greater comprehension of the intricacies of the Christian faith.

Practical Guidance for a Modern Faith Journey: While "Christianity 2.0" is dedicated to the history and philosophical aspects of Christianity, it also offers realistic insight for Catholics who seek a more inclusive and dynamic spiritual path. Dorsey demonstrates concepts that seek to stimulate an active, meaningful dialogue between the reader and his faith.

Conclusion: In conclusion, John Dorsey's "Christianity 2.0" offers a thoughtful and provocative analysis of faith, history, and spirituality. The book invites readers to question conventional narratives, embrace diversity, and envision a more adaptable form of Christianity. Its historical context enriches the reading experience, making it accessible even for those less familiar with Christian history and doctrine.

Rating: I rate "Christianity 2.0" 4 out of 5 stars. I deduct one star due to occasional theological complexity that may challenge readers with limited prior knowledge of Christian history. However, these moments should not deter potential readers from engaging with this enlightening book.