Right now, as we speak, there is a discord of 14 year old neopagans engaging in theological discourse –centered around five nights at Freddy’s– that would baffle the finest theologians of our age. I cannot really express the overwhelming love I have for these people.
So we all know the hack of putting “reddit” at the end of a search to avoid SEO blog crap. Well, I’ve got an even better one…
If you’re looking for anything remotely “domestic”: Food safety, recipes, gardening, even stuff like pet care and home repairs or energy efficiency: put “extension” at the end of your search. If it’s something that might be regional, use “extension” and your state or county (if you’re in the US).
This will get more results from Extension Service websites, which are run by land grant universities. The info from the Extension will be well-researched and pretty legit!
Went out w some1 but they kept quicksaving, like, every 30 seconds. I can’t stand ppl who savescum on dates like come on man you don’t need to max out my approval every single dialogue option, live in the moment
when you go to the job interview make eye contact and shake their hand and say “im crazy so you have to hire me, thats the law” and don’t let go and don’t sit down
I think the internet is connecting us in ways we’re not ready for because the other night a guy I went to school with who I haven’t seen on facebook in about a year made a status at 2am that just said “sick of these nightmares…”. Who could have predicted this is where technology would lead us in 2016. Live reports on the anguish of people on the absolute periphery of our lives. Nobody saw this coming. There’s no Jetsons episode where George gets a holo-call from a guy he hasn’t even thought about in three years saying “hey, I had the dream about the blood again…” and George says “hmm” and hangs up.
mr. beast has given 5,000 rural children an all-expenses-paid trip to the big city to develop postmodern anomie and eventually become podcasters
mr. beast has begun teaching farm animals about the inescapable duhkha of the endless cycle of birth and death and has already given several horses and cows the buddha nature
Whenever a singer hits a real high note on an album they’re signing an ironclad unbreakable contract with their fanbase that they’ll be able to flawlessly hit that note live in concert until they die
I always kind of wonder who, like, officially decides how impressive various titles and honorifics should sound when they translate them. Like - is there some specific early modern jesuit dude or whoever who specifically decided that ‘Tennō’ was closer to Augustus than Rex?
To be clear this isn’t a rhetorical question if anyone knows please tell me
I Do Not Know.
I’m guessing it depends on the title/honorific, and that there isn’t like a committee tasked with finding equivalents.
What I do know about translation conventions in general is that, in many many contexts, whoever translated if first gets to decide. This happens when there’s a cultural continuity, and you can safely assume that the second person who’ll write about the subject has already read the first person’s take on it. So they’ll go for the established term to keep things neat, even if it wouldn’t be their first choice otherwise.
This, in turn, happens when the book output (on a specific field) is limited, so learned people really do read everything that gets published about it. This, in turn, may happen because the field is niche, but also it happens constantly all over Europe until the early modern period or thereabouts (when book printing exploded and people suddenly stopped being able to keep up with all the new releases; until then, a polymath could actually say “I’ve read all the books!”), and it happens all the time when the target language is small, and there just aren’t that many translators, so everyone knows each other’s work.
Like, in the late 19th century, the first person who translated Les Misérables into greek arbitrarily decided to turn “Gavroche” to “Gavrias” (Γαβριάς), and every single translation since has done the same. It became a convention, because someone called dibs, essentially.
Everyone always talks about flying cars this and flying cars that.
When the only futuristic gadget I want that doesn’t exist yet when it SHOULD are those cup noodles from Cowboy bebop where you just pull the tag at the bottom of it and the noodles are instantly warmed.
where is the future I was promised?
i want this to be real so i can remove the chemical heating elements from a pack of cup noodles and use them to make pipe bombs
Oh, that’s a good crafting pathway for a cyberpunk game
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