#bullshit architecture

[queerbeverage]

Hot hot girls get awoken at night by the fire alarm that someone caused with a burnt pizza (it's me i am the hot hot girl)

[demadogs]

some of you need to hate ai way more than you currently do

[leroibobo]

venice's levantine synagogue was built in 1541 for use by wealthy sephardim coming from what's today palestine, lebanon, and syria. the synagogue is located in venice's jewish ghetto, where italian, sephardic, and ashkenazi jews were sequestered. all of venice's synagogues were forced to close in 1917 to avoid an austro-hungarian invasion and remain inactive today.

[cmajorpotato]

AH YES A STUPID WORK CRUSH IS HERE I'M ADMIRING HIS WORK ETHIC

[roomba-mangga]

i really didn't anticipate the first episode of i am in eskew being remotely about david ward attempting a tryst with the most random couple

[embroideredtoenails]

Barbie Fairytopia: A Disability Narrative That Sucked (rant)

The movie Barbie Fairytopia is a damaging and ableist story. The main protagonist, Elena, is a fairy with no wings. She is mercilessly bullied for her disability, and the way she deals with it is to turn the other cheek, which is a dangerous message to give to children in and of itself. She has significant trouble navigating her home which is in an extremely hostile landscape that she has had to adapt to getting around in, and in fact most of the scenes take place in buildings and landscapes that are extremely difficult to navigate if not outright dangerous for someone who cannot fly. There are other species without wings, as seen by the two androgynous rhyming gnomes that lead Elena to the dryad, but there are no widespread accommodations whatsoever in the movie. This becomes a problem because the antagonist created a poison that makes fairies lose the ability to fly, so suddenly Elena is now the only fairy used to getting around without wings. As she goes through the story, her challenges are almost exclusively caused by the hostile architecture and landscape. There are often massive drops that would be ridiculously dangerous for anyone who couldn’t fly for any reason. And worst of all, at the end of the story, she wins against the antagonist by having the character and moral fortitude to not to accept wings from the antagonist at the price of the destruction of the world. Then as a reward she is GIVEN WINGS. It’s a fucking cure. 1) That’s awful because disabled children watch and think oh my leg will grow back or oh I can work hard and eventually not be disabled. No. And because it totally erases all her hard work and the way she actually managed to come out on top even when faced with massive challenges stemming directly from the society’s unwillingness to accommodate physically disabled fairies. By giving her wings. She didn’t need wings that was what the story was about. In this essay I will

[theartisticcrow]

This is a post about light pollution and my absolute hatred of modern architecture and outdoor lighting.

This is not going to be a short post, but I had to get this anger and frustration off of my chest. Writing is the best way I know how to do that.

I have seen a great many stars fall from the sky. Most recently when I was out in the field in front of my house, roughly a month ago, and I was wandering around, listening to Queen on my headphones, and as I looked over towards the road, I saw a star fall from the sky. I stood there for a moment, unmoving, staring up at the part of the sky where I saw that beautiful flash of light as one life ended and it felt as though mine had only recently begun, and I thought to myself how this one was different from others that I had seen. It lasted longer, about two full seconds. I continued walking, a little happy yet also a little sad. How tragic it is, what humans will do to obtain power. They oppress people, they choose the cheapest options to save money that they do not need, and rarely do they seem to think things through. They'll do anything to get the people into their grasp. They will even steal the sky from us.

How fascinated we used to be with the stars, but not anymore, because the night sky looked so much different three hundred, four hundred years ago. People used to be able to look out their windows at night and see the entire galaxy. What do we get? A few specks of light scattered throughout the sky if we're lucky? If it is not a boring, grey abyss? I should not have to drive four days into the middle of the wilderness to see the night sky as it truly is. No one should have to put up with this. I remember, when I was fourteen or thirteen, when they built a big house on the property next to where I lived, with blacked out windows, a basketball court and a swimming pool. The owners were rarely ever there, and when they were, they were terribly obnoxious with their parties and loud music, perhaps not realising how exactly sound manages to travel through that part of the island. And yet, for some reason, they felt the need to install a big floodlight which did not even shine onto their own property, but rather the field in front of my house. It shined directly into my parents window, and so often did I wish I could shoot it with an arrow. Now, my family did not own the property that we lived on. We rented a house there and in the day, the property functioned as a business. I recall the day that they installed a floodlight shining over the small parking lot. I hated it then and I still hate it now. The only reason I did not throw rocks at it until it broke was because I did not want to accidentally set fire to the building, or get evicted. Not to mention, my parents would know that it was I who knocked down the light.

But it was so frustrating, because no one is there at night except for my family and our neighbours (until the landlord kicked them out so that she could use the space as her own personal office), so why should they need a floodlight at all? And why must it stretch so far across the property? I did not live out in the middle of nowhere, as much as it used to feel like it at times. There was plenty forest and farmland surrounding the area, but beyond that was just city and suburbs. It used to feel like the only place where you didn't have to see the ugly architecture of the city, but even it caught up eventually. The house that the obnoxious neighbours built was only one example. In the distant hills, there appeared more lights than there used to be, and when I stood at the top of the hill on the property and looked out over the land, I did not used to be able to see the cranes in the distance constructing five or seven story condos. I used to not have to worry about security cameras watching me. I used to be able to wander around in darkness. I used to be able to see the stars. There were many stars at one point, scattered throughout the night sky. It was not the entire galaxy, but it was still a nice sight. I used to see the stars, and now I get little more than the big dipper constellation. Some nights, I am not sure that I can see anything at all, especially when it is a night where there are more cars passing by than usual, and you cannot even see the road when they pass, because their headlights are so unnecessarily blinding.

The night itself used to have a different colour: orange and yellowish, not horrifically bright, but now it is plagued by sterile white lights. I might like to write a complaint to whichever council, board, or committee is in charge of architecture and construction and suchlike in this city, if only I knew how. But even then, I have little belief that it would make a difference, for I would be only one voice with no one to join me. We are capable of change, I am sure of it, but if only I knew exactly how. If only I knew exactly who were the right people to talk to, how to reach them, and what to say. If only more people knew how, then maybe we could recognise that we are not alone. People don't see the point in trying, for they do not feel like putting in that sort of effort because they do not believe it will make a difference if they as an individual do not participate. But tell me, how many individuals think that? How many of you people believe that your voice does not make a difference? Alone, it might not, but when placed among thousands of others who share that same belief, it makes a huge difference! Imagine what we could achieve if we all stood up together and called for action. Imagine if people realised just how much they are actually capable of, and imagine if they actually took the steps to do that thing.

It is not impossible that I could make a revolutionary change in my country, or my community at least, if I really put my mind to it. If I gathered people together, devised some kind of plan, or used all of my writing capabilities to speak against what I believe the government is doing wrong, it's not unrealistic to say that I could make an impact. Now imagine if an entire city's worth of people did that. Do you know how much is actually possible? Do you know how much could have already happened if we didn't wait until the fate of the world was on the line? If only I knew exactly how. If only I had the resources and information. If only I was more willing to take up more responsibility and actually start trying to do something. Ah, but what might parents say if I told them I needed to be driven to the post office to send a letter addressed to the city council? I'm sure they'd be supportive, but it might be an awkward conversation, especially if they tell me it probably won't do anything. And alas, I am a coward.

Look at this entire post. Look at what I have managed to write on such short notice because I felt like it. Imagine what I could do if I were given the right opportunity. This entire post, and all because I was pissed that I could barely see the northern lights those few months ago when it was the only chance I might ever get, only to be disappointed because of that FUCKING FLOODLIGHT THAT MY BITCH OF A LANDLORD DECIDED TO INSTALL FOR NO FUCKING REASON.

[inverse-problem]

ooooo so much cool ultragift art to look at I have had a busy day though so I may not get around to it for a while zzzzz

[virigorne]

4 pages finisbed but I'm only...at shot 6.....of 22...

[note-a-bear]

Guillotine for whomever designed this bus hutch. It's fucking useless. Might as well have invested in a statue of a hand flipping you off.

[attila-werther]

I need to draw. buildings

[garnetrena]

[freepassbound]

Merry Christmas to you 🎄🎁😊

30+38 :)

30: What I hate the most about work/school

There is far more administrative busywork at this school than there ever was at my school - stuff that does not contribute to the teaching of children (which is kind of the point). It drags on me.

38: My childhood career choice

I don't know that I ever really had anything beyond the cliché dreams of being a professional athlete (baseball first, I would think, segueing into basketball) as an actual child... by teenage years, I was leaning toward architecture or something with computers.

[random-conspiracy]

East facing rooms are perfect. No more to add. They're perfect in the morning, making you drunk in rays of sunlight and pure bliss. They fuck you raw, make you breakfast and kiss you kindly in the night.

North facing rooms are meh and they like the Office no ironically. They're the normie friend of rooms and they probably like Marvel too.

South facing rooms have real kinks and yes, they may want you to invest in crypto but they're the one of the best friends you can have out there.

West facing rooms are a medieval monk conspiring your death poisoning your wine. They fuck your breakfast, kiss you raw and make your night hell.

[cmajorpotato]

Landscape architects be looking at their plans and be like

: Wait this looks like a sperm

[transienturl]

Very, very interesting. Some people online seemed skeptical of the testing by The Verge (which was casual), but the "CPU" test part of this does seem to confirm a significant battery life advantage for the M1 Pro over the Max.

What it seems like a lot of people are missing, and what I bet is the difference, is the doubled memory bus. Even if you aren't lighting up the extra GPU cores*, extremely wide memory interfaces are traditionally substantial drivers of power draw, if I remember correctly from reading about GPU design**, and it's not like you can turn off half of your memory bus, as far as I know.

*in fact, assuming you have incredibly good power gating, a bigger GPU might actually be more efficient than a smaller one: it can do the same amount of work at a lower clock speed, and power draw increases at a higher rate than 1:1 with clock speed.

**I remember when Nvidia Kepler came out in 2012, I think that was when there was a noticeable efficiency gain on Nvidia's side that was partially related to their eschewing a huge 512-bit bus? (looked it up and: not exactly; I'm combining a bunch of different things in my memory. oh well.)

(see this is the kind of post that makes me feel like I sound like I know what I'm talking about re: computing hardware? but like, I also kind of know nothing. it's odd.)