This was the gif I MEANT to post this morning. Tumblr app for iPhone, like so many other fails, does not speak gif.
"Girl Speaks Gibberish With Perfect Accents To Show What Languages Sound Like To Foreigners"
I love this?
Wow. She is brilliant.
This is the equivalent of reading the phone book.
And I could listen to her read it all day.
Languages are fascinating things. I’ve got a good grasp on a lot of the phonemes and pronunciation guides for English, Spanish, French, Italian, and German, and I can sing in each of these languages. But I don’t have a deep appreciation for the speaking of them.
I can sound it out to the point where one of the office managers at a client - a native Bolivian - was convinced I could record their outgoing message en Español without a a script. I had to explain to her that all my language training came from reading by guides and she didn’t believe me.
Anyway: this is to say that languages are fascinating, people are fascinating, and this was worth the minute and forty four seconds.
(Republican Senator) Mitch McConnell doesn’t get it.
In the United States of America, the commitment to care for the men and women who put on our nation’s uniform shouldn’t stop once they return home from the wars they were sent to fight.
This isn’t a new promise made to our troops — some of our first colonial laws dealt with the care of wounded veterans.
That’s why it was so jarring to watch Mitch McConnell lead his colleagues in the Senate during a filibuster of legislation to improve veterans health care and tuition benefits … all over his desire to push our country to the brink of yet another war, this time with Iran.
Mitch McConnell has been on a desperate crusade to appeal to dissatisfied Tea Partiers in Washington D.C., but Kentuckians back home would be appalled by his actions.
Kentucky has over 330,000 veterans who live in the state, tens of thousands of them who receive pension payments, tuition assistance, or health care.
McConnell’s vote is a slap in the face to all of them.
Thanks for standing with us,
Iraq War Veteran and Chairman
Same as it ever was.
In 2008, a Veterans group pointed out that Senator Obama had a better voting record than Senator McCain when it came to supporting Veterans.
I’d track down the reference, but no one cares.
(Aside: obviously by “no one” I don’t mean the hundred or so people who will read this.)
No one who votes for Republicans is going to stop just because we point out how vile their practices are for anyone who isn’t a big rich corporation.
They don’t care.
They don’t care about the people on welfare who continually get screwed by cutting support programs. They just want lower taxes.
They don’t care about the women who are pregnant and can’t afford to keep the baby. They just want to ban abortion.
They don’t care how many kids get shot at school. They just want to keep access to guns free and easy.
They don’t care about people dying or going broke trying to stay alive, they just hate Obamacare.
Information is not transformative.
That has been the most painful realization for me. I don’t know how to change the hearts and minds of people who don’t care about the facts or the truth.
The congressman who wants to post the 10 Commandments on government property goes on Colbert and can’t even name the 10 Commandments. And no one cares. He gets re-elected. He’s still in office years later. He calls Obama “uppity” which is barely veiled code for the N word and no one cares. He still gets re-elected. He’s still in office years later.
I don’t know how to change anything when no one cares.
I’m not trying to start a fight or … anything. I’m just saying… I don’t know how to change the world when no one cares, because information has always been the world to me, but I’ve realized that not true for the world at large. Or at least it doesn’t seem to be.
Information is not transformative.
And I don’t know what to do with that.
TJ is my pastor.
Charlie says my hat doesn’t fit him yet.
“Yeah, it just took your breath away because it was so different looking. The shapes are very different depending on what perspective you have walking around the aircraft. But nowhere did it look like anything flying to this day.”
Spencer Hall did an awesome interview with an SR-71 pilot. An amazing aircraft, to be sure.
A while back, I asked for good sci-fi to be reading, and I got a set of recommendations for books that I’ve absolutely loved. I won’t go into the spoilery details, but these are booked that I heartily recommend and would love to talk about.
Red Rising, Pierce Brown - It’s a first novel, but don’t hold that against it. Sci-Fi, a little dystopian, and a very fascinating universe of strata.
Silo Saga - Wool, Shift and Dust, Hugh Howey - It’s been a while since I was this engrossed and this haunted by a set of books. This one made me really uncomfortable in places, haunted my dreams, kept me up nights because I just had to go a little farther. Howey really nailed it.
I am tired of it not being possible, it is possible. You are possible. You are possible with me.
I have a Series 3 of Consolation in my head for the times when I’m sad that The Hour got cancelled. Freddy lives (obviously, Freddy lives), although his injuries are quite bad. He convalesces in the hospital for almost a month, and when he’s well enough to sit up for long periods of time, he starts reading. Freddy reads everything. When he’s finally discharged, Bel insists that he move into her flat instead. Freddy wonders aloud that they’ve skipped a step from kissing to living together in sin; Bel blushes, and he tells her that he loves her the most when she blushes, which earns him a (grateful) shove.
In Bel’s flat, Freddy continues to read — books, magazines, newspapers. He begins to suspect there is a conspiracy to hide Something in a new piece of legislation Parliament is trying to pass (he’s just not that sure what the Something is). Freddy calls Bel insistently about it, which she at first indulges but then quickly becomes a nuisance because she is extremely busy being a producer of a news program. When Bel stops returning Freddy’s messages, he tries Lix, which works exactly zero times. Bel finally does call back, furious, exclaiming, “I’m not your source and I’m not your nursemaid, Freddy, I’m your bloody girlfriend!!” It’s the first time Bel has used the G-word — it’s the first time either them have called each anything besides Freddy’s occasional my Moneypenny (the posessive is a new additional). Bel smiles. “You’re blushing,” Freddy declares. “I can hear it.”
Freddy is, of course, exactly right about both the blushing and the Parliamentary conspiracy. Obviously.
You are possible. You are possible with me.
“The top Army prosecutor for sexual assault cases has been suspended after a lawyer who worked for him recently reported he’d groped her and tried to kiss her at a sexual-assault legal conference more than two years ago.”
Not the Onion.
Not. The. Onion.