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“We are the first generation to feel the sting of climate change, and we are the last generation that can do something about it.”
– Jay Inslee
A power ranger style of character, throwing a very difficult kick to draw, I tried my best @.@
I got to say I never expected to ever draw super sentai characters ahaha, and I think I've already draw a few similar ones by now, but this proves once again you never know what life has in store for you.
In the rizz-paced world of incredible gyatt, staying rizzled up means paying the fanum tax on god fr. That's why we've embraced Gratio, the high-rizz fanummaxxing toolrizz from Hugging Gyatt, as our go to for bringing new rizz to life.
In the fast-paced world of generative AI, staying ahead means moving swiftly and smartly. ⏩That's why we've embraced Gradio, the low-code prototyping toolkit from Hugging Face, as our go-to for bringing new ideas to life. https://mzl.la/4auVulc
Prototype even faster with the Gradio UI for Figma component library - Mozilla Hacks - the Web developer blog
In the world of generative AI, staying ahead means moving swiftly. That's why we've embraced Gradio, the low-code prototyping toolkit.Melissa Thermidor (Mozilla Hacks - the Web developer blog)
Witnessing the wetness! Another #FursuitFriday from @Scotiacon_Info 2024. If you're gonna do a furcon in Glasgow in February, you're gonna take your chances with the weather! Mostly it was the wind that posed the biggest problem, though...
🪡 @selkiesuits
📷 @xenfluffs
Let there be an end to coporporate control of things
Let there be an end to #CEO #Kings
Let there be an end to moneys control
Of everything we do and know
Break down control of all our lives
Break the #News into smaller pieces
Leave human minds alone
Thoughts put in our heads become diseases
Then we move through life like a drone
Leave us to determine for ourselves
Let us decide what to think
For this #FursuitFriday I'm a science kitty! 🧪🧑🔬
For the past year I've been working on my thesis on applying graph theory on art data. It would help me out a lot if you could take 5 minutes to help me validate my results! 💛
https://validation-survey.denni.dev/
Sharing is appreciated!
📸: @\ManchasLeo on Twitter
I'd seen the last partial eclipse, and while it was fun and interesting, I truly wondered what all the fuss was, regarding a total eclipse. A total eclipse is like a partial eclipse, just more of the same... right?
Three minutes of totality was hardly enough time to process what I was seeing, hearing, feeling.
From my human-on-a-planet perspective, I experience myself as moving very fast, and the planet as frozen in place. Even the moon and the sun seem sluggish in their movements compared to the speed with which I walk. But as the moon and sun crossed paths and slipped in and then out of totality, I was aware in a visceral way of just how fast these celestial bodies move through space.
It was electrifying.
It was also, literally, dizzying. In the gray light just before totality, several of our small group experienced vertigo. It felt like some odd combination of morning sickness and the sudden drop when you're in an elevator going down. The sort where if you move your eyes too quickly from side to side, you're likely to get queasy or the world will suddenly tilt at a very wrong angle.
At first, I thought it was just me. But when I awkwardly blurted out, "Vertigo!" several other folks nodded in wordless agreement.
The gulls over the water went mad, shrieking and pinwheeling. The frogs in the creek joined in the chorus. I like to imagine they felt it, too.
Another sensation as the light and color dimmed was the chill from the temperature dropping rapidly. It went from a beautiful sunny day, 60 or 65 degrees, down to 45 or 50. I started in my shirtsleeves; close to totality I had to run inside and get a coat! My nose and fingers turned to ice.
Milliseconds before full coverage, I saw pink flashes around the edge of the sun! Even with my viewing glasses on!
Then – in an instant the sun was gone, replaced by a glowing, sparking ring in the sky. We all yelled and cheered and clapped our hands together. I felt a chill down my spine that had nothing to do with the chill in the air.
There's no doubt, some ancient part of my DNA knows that it is completely wrong to steal the sun and that my very survival depends on its light and warmth.
I ripped my glasses off to gaze long and lovingly, directly at the sun for the first time in my life! I could see a solar prominence, a pink loop of fire, a loop of plasma so big that it was visible to my bare naked eyes from eighty three million miles away.
I remembered that I had brought binoculars outside, and so I snatched them up, held them to my face, and gasped. No wonder the sun has been worshipped as a god. I wanted nothing more than to spend all three minutes looking through the binoculars, but I also desperately wanted everyone else to see what I was seeing. I shrieked, "Look! Here! You have to look through the binoculars! Look and pass them around! Quick! It's unbelievable!" and probably other mad frantic exclamations, as I shoved them into the hands of the person next to me. "Hurry!"
Once I'd handed off the binoculars, I took a moment to look around. It was a difficult choice to have to make. I mean, I've seen the landscape around where we live. I see it every day – but never during an eclipse. And I might never get to see the sun like this again. Which to look at?
I'd never seen the landscape – or the rest of the sky for that matter – quite like this. Everything immediately around me drained of color yet perfectly visible. The horizon on all sides glowing golden and blue, as if it were sunrise or sunset 360° around us. The sky above turned violet-gray. High atmospheric clouds shimmering like fish scales against it. A sprinkling of stars, and the planet Venus. The faces of my comrades slack with wonder.
I wished in the moment that it could last for hours.
When even the tiniest sliver of sun re-emerged, even that barest hint of Sol instantly swept away the eery gloom and lit the whole world back up. We all shouted, as loudly as when the sun had disappeared, and reflexively turned our faces away to shield our eyes.
#storytelling #eclipse #vermont
I love that furries have co-opted the transgender idea of "gender-affirming" behaviours as "species-affirming" or "fursona-affirming". While fursona species isn't as important to your everday life as gender, it's still nice to have a name for an idea that can be a nice bit of self-care for anyone.
For example: when I walk into a room and immediately forget what I went in there for, I don't call myself a forgetful idiot, and run myself down with negativity. Instead, I call myself a silly fox, and then I remember that I AM a silly fox, and being a silly fox is lovely.
What species-affirming thing do you do, or wear, or say, on the regular?
This has been said before, by many people, and far better than I will. But it bears repeating, probably as often as it can be.
Autism is a neurological difference. We think and process differently. We just don't work in the same ways as others. Most of us, growing up, are more than aware of this. But not necessarily why, or to what degree. We just recognise that we are different. But, this isn't exactly something that can be discussed. Often the feeling is nebulous at best, other times it can feel embarrassing and far too personal. But in any case, trying to talk about things like this, especially as children, is never going to be a particularly safe or wise choice.
So instead, we bury the feelings deeply and try to get on with life as best we can. This is normally done through learning to mask and in avoiding as much as possible those situations where our difference is made most noticeable. In fact, many of us get so good at this that we can wander for years, or even decades, through life without ever reaching the understanding that we are autistic.
But when we do reach this stage, it involves a process of coming to terms with it and understanding what it means. It requires months, often years, of research to come to terms with and to overcome the false stereotypes and ableism that many of us carry. This is what is called self-diagnosis and sometimes it is as far as we go. For many of us it is enough, or we have reached a point in our lives where getting an official diagnosis is not worth it. Or even possible. Many systems, whether on purpose or not, make it all but impossible for people over a certain age, or people of colour, or female presenting, to be able to get officially diagnosed. Or it is simply too prohibitively expensive to even try.
It is for this reason that the vast majority of autistic spaces welcome all those who think they are actually autistic, even those that are only just beginning to explore the notion, the self-diagnosed and the officially diagnosed. Because this is all the actually means, that we think we are autistic, as opposed to those who aren't, but who still want to speak on behalf of or about autism. It is also why the actuallyautistic hashtag and @actuallyautistic group are open to us all too, not to divide autistics into those diagnosed and those not. Because that is simply a distinction over the route to the knowledge, not the knowledge itself.
It used to be we would get excited about letter mail, as it meant news from friends and family. Now it's all junk mail
Not long ago now, I remember getting excited about email as it meant news from friends or family, or a timely notification from a social service of the same. Now it's full of junk mail
Now they have come for the very notifications on my phone and desktop computer.
I am running out of spoons for this shit. 
My real worry with Google's voyage into enshittification (thanks to Cory Doctorow @pluralistic the term) is YouTube.
Through YT, for the past 15 years, the world has basically entrusted Google to be the custodian of pretty much our entire global video archive.
There's countless hours of archived footage — news reports, political speeches, historical events, documentaries, indie films, academic lectures, conference presentations, rare recordings, concert footage, obscure music — where the best or only copy is now held by Google through YouTube.
So what happens if maintaining that archival footage becomes unprofitable?
#tech #technology #Google #enshittification #youtube #video @technology #capitalism #film #television #cinema #art #arts #SocialMedia #business #economics
Compliments over TCP sound perfect tbh
A: I am about to compliment you.
B: I am ready to receive a compliment.
A: Here comes the compliment.
A: (compliment)
B: The compliment was received.
B: Thank you for the compliment.
A: I am now done complimenting you.
B: I am no longer expecting compliments.
What's gonna happen to the grid when we all switch to EVs?
I dunno, Greg. You didn't seem all that concerned about the grid when you started crypto mining and using AI to write your college essays.
🎞️Fluffs all around
#fursuit #kemonofursuit #fursuiteveryday #kemono #furry #furryfandom #fursuiter #fursuiting #kemonosuit #fursuitphotography #furrycommunity #catfurry #catfursuit #fursuits #nfc2024 #nordicfuzzcon #nordicfuzzcon2024
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In the furry fandom, the more you like someone, the more negative things you say about their character.
For example:
Someone you like:
"Awww you're so cute!!"
Someone you love:
"Oh my GOD look at your USELESS PAWS and FAT BUTT and that HUGE STUPID SNOOT!!!“
Chris Packham:
“But is it just me, or has anyone else noticed there is a global biodiversity crisis and there are much more pressing issues to worry about than a little less honey? What about the vast cocktail of chemical pesticides sprayed over our landscape? The UK government has just allowed – for the fourth time – the use of a bee-killing pesticide banned for use in the EU. This, it is important to note, will kill far more of our pollinators than these beautiful and brutal bovver buzzers.”
The Asian Hornet is grabbing the headlines, but there are bigger problems afoot for bees and biodiversity…
https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2024/apr/11/asian-hornet-chris-packham
It has a shocking habit of decapitating bees, but in a global biodiversity crisis we should be more worried about pesticidesChris Packham (The Guardian)
"Electric vehicles as a whole displaced about 1.5m barrels of oil a day globally in 2022, according to Bloomberg. Two-thirds of that – almost 1m barrels a day – was just from electric bikes and mopeds, which are known as electric micromobility."
Ebikes and mopeds, known as electric micromobility, were responsible for two-thirds of the 1.5m barrels of oil displaced a day by EVs in 2022Josh Nicholas (The Guardian)
To whoever needs to hear this:
Your blog is better without an image than with an AI-generated one. I came here to read your words — let them stand for themselves!
If you *must* use an image, and some soulless AI mockery would suffice, do this instead:
Step outside, and take a photo of wherever you are.
Include a lot of sky, if you can.
This implicit "here's where I am" is a better reflection of your work than whatever midjourney or stable diffusion would splort out.
LOL, Ubisoft just straight up said "the thing" in my support email response.
Thanks for not dancing around the topic you must be obviously be aware of with the very public campaign.
Now to continue on with my next steps for https://www.stopkillinggames.com/
Many areas contribute to GHG release into the atmosphere ... but none compare to the burning of fossil fuels ... so, if we don't stop burning fossil fuels, there is no chance of stopping the #ClimateCrisis.
🌏🔥 #ClimateBrawl 🔥🌏
