The technocracy movement is a social movement which arose in the early 20th century. Technocracy was popular in the United States and Canada for a brief period in the early 1930s, before it was overshadowed by other proposals for dealing with the crisis of the Great Depression. The technocrats proposed replacing politicians and business people with scientists and engineers who had the technical expertise to manage the economy

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Last night, word spread that Codex Vahlda, a Final Fantasy XIV player on the Gilgamesh server, was due to pass away at only twenty-nine years old after sudden complications from kidney failure.

He did pass earlier this morning, but not before vigils arose not only on Gilgamesh but also Excalibur, Balmung, Brynhildr, Hyperion, Cactuar, and other servers besides. His family were able to witness at least one of the livestreams of these events.

The tremendous outpouring of support has left so many in awe, despite the horrible circumstances. This truly is a community that’s capable of great things.

anonymous asked:

(urgent)(1/2) I put this as urgent because I have a date tomorrow. This is someone that I've been out with a few times, mostly casual dates, sometimes with other people. Tomorrow is a real date, though, involving going across town to a movie and walking along canals, etc. The thing is, I'm not really sure how I feel about this. I've had crushes since 5th grade (I'm in 11th now), but I've never had a date before those with this boy and I've never had a boyfriend. I always thought I'd be excited

(2/2) when the opportunity arose for me to go out w/ someone I liked, but I feel something like apprehension or dread. I’ve felt this before in similar almost-dating situations, to where at one point I considered the possibility that I was asexual. I don’t think I am, though, because I do LIKE guys. Do you have any explanation for this irrational fear of being in a relationship- a fear almost that I won’t be able to reciprocate his feelings once in it? Almost apathy of eventual breakup?

I don’t have a specific explanation but I have a guess. INTJs are highly independent people and being in a relationship comes along with having to depend on someone and having someone who depends on you. That’s the first thing coming to my mind.

For you and me and other INTJs who haven’t been in a relationship, there might be this additional fear of being confronted with situations we never had to deal with before. Even if this fear might sometimes only be subconscious – it’s there. Those situations we are afraid of are mainly that big of a deal because they don’t just involve skill or something you could learn and read books about. It’s interpersonal and it has to do with the feelings of others as well as our own feelings. And the fact that we are often not even sure what it is we’re feeling makes the whole thing just harder. I think we can all agree that the thought of this is scary at some point.

If you really find yourself liking someone to a great extent you might also feel like you need to impress this person (like during a date) and still you might end up saying / doing awkward things because you’re not used to those situations.

So I think it makes sense to be afraid of getting into a relationship / going on a date.



It had been a long night, there was no denying it. Molly wasn’t sure why, but being in Telluride had made her job seem harder. A shift that would’ve been child’s play in Phoenix was exhausting back home. So, when the first opportunity arose, Molly snuck outside for a quick smoke break. When she heard footsteps approaching, she didn’t even bother to look up until they were only a few feet from her. “If you’re here to say anything involving the phrases ‘cancer sticks,’ or ‘smoking kills,’ please, kindly, shove off. I’m on a break.” 


I used to receive presents and put them in a drawer, to give to someone else if the situation arose. It was something I never really thought about because my parents did it and I felt guilty breaking into a gift that had been given to me. However, when I started to think about it, I realised I was denying myself a luxury in my life and I was never letting myself indulge in things, so I started using gifts that people gave me and enjoying them. I can honestly say it’s one of the healthiest things I ever did.
A Report on the Solstice after-party in the form of a classical poem.

'Twas the night after solstice, and all through the house
not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The people were laid `cross matressses1 without care
In hopes that some REM sleep soon would be there.

The owners were resting all snug in their beds.
while visions of FAI danced in their heads.
The day was still dark, the light was not seen:
their ears were not sharp, their sight was not keen.

John in his t-shirt and I in my huddle,
had just settled down from a long cuddle puddle.2
When up in my head there arose such a clatter
I sprang from my floor to see what was the matter.

I tiptoed round people, some with names I’d known.
In daylight, I figured, faces would be shown.
I navigated past doors and traps for the unwary:
waking up my new friends was a thought bad and scary.

I made my winding way to my destination
and there I did what had to be done.
I stayed in there, door closed, while it flushed:
the slim barrier helped as the noise I hushed.

I made a token effort to return to sleep,
but my efforts were vain, my wakefullness deep.
Now I sit in a kitchen alone
writing what is far from an elegant koan.

1: I originally wrote this as matrices. I started writing this at 0645.
2: Seriously, I must have gotten to sleep at ~0400. Not a good plan, but I couldn’t get back to sleep.3
3: It’s the downside of being able to wake myself up through sheer force of will: I can’t make myself sleep nearly as easily. On the bright side, the cuddle puddle was exactly what I needed after over two months of living with English people, a well-loved Romanian who won’t even hug (She used to rely on dogs for emotional comfort instead, but now that I have possibly ruined them for her {Yes, I managed to possibly ruin dogs for someone. I’m both intensely proud at my skill and ashamed at myself.} I hope she is doing alright.), and assorted others who do not quite reciprocate my desperate need for physical contact.

Perhaps somewhat more clearly, the party at Highgarden after the solstice was fantastic. There were four rooms. In one of them I collapsed into a cuddle puddle, and though I started off on the outside more people joined and soon I was scritching and being scritched very happily, and later at night people discussed complicated math literally and figuratively over my head. In another room we talked about Hanson and AI. In another we talked about swing dancing and different forms. In the hallway there was a discussion on positive forms of status and how an individual could acquire them. I also got to meet some great people. Said hi to @slatestarscratchpad and met MIRI!Elizabeth, who is wonderful. I spent some time with Taymond Beal, which was fun. Essentially, everything I could hope for from a LW party.

Still, I would be remiss if I only recounted Highgarden, and did not touch on other aspects of post-solsticing (the Solstice itself, and what I did post-post-solsticing, deserving seperate and independent posts.) Immediately following the closing of the ceremony (which ended at 10, exactly when the published schedule said it would, which I found very impressive and imagined via confirmation bias might be the result of reading about insufficient pessimism), I wandered around a bit inside the room and to the balcony outside. I wasn’t really sure who to hang out with, briefly saying hi to people I either vaguely knew but hadn’t really interacted with much or people who had to leave. Eventually, however, the wonderful Eliza and Mehitabel started singing Somebody Will on the terrace, which was beautiful and moving and a wonderful conclusion.

After this followed some happy chatter and more uncertain hanging around, until Mehitabel heard some Charleston music emanating from the piano inside. We followed this, she soloed for a bit, and we danced together for a while, which was very fun, and two other couples joined us. We would dance a bit at various points, and even better we had people we knew we had at least two interests in common with. We all chatted happily, trading origin stories (which is apparently a popular thing) and explanations of lives. We continued to mix chatter with occasional dancing, at times to the tunes of one of the performing musicians, who came over and joined our merry little band. We sang nerd songs for the rest of the night, love songs about quarks and hate songs about code not loading and pun songs that really fantastic/terrible as the best puns are.

Thus went post-solstice. Hope you all had fun, or don’t feel too left out. After all, you can always come next year!


violent ravi and ken ♡ “… ken asked ravi if they could sleep together since they didn’t have beds yet. ravi agreed, but while sleeping accidentally hit ken in the face. in the midst of considering whether to punch ravi back, ken returned to his own room.” ()


Final Fantasy Meme: One Artist [1/1]
→ Akihiko Yoshida

Final Fantasy Tactics (Character Design, Background Art Director)

Vagrant Story (Character Design)

Final Fantasy XII (Character Design)

Final Fantasy III DS (Character Design)

Final Fantasy Tactics: The War of the Lions (Character Design, Background Art Director)

Final Fantasy: The 4 Heroes of Light (Art Director, Character Design)

Final Fantasy XIV (Art Director, Main Character Design)


Favourite Tolkien quotes Aragorn’s coronation (The Return of the King)

Then to the wonder of many Aragorn did not put the crown upon his head, but gave it back to Faramir, and said: ‘By the labour and valour of many I have come into my inheritance. In token of this I would have the Ring-bearer bring the crown to me, and let Mithrandir set it upon my head, if he will; for he has been the mover of all that has been accomplished, and this is his victory.’

Then Frodo came forward and took the crown from Faramir and bore it to Gandalf; and Aragorn knelt, and Gandalf set the White Crown upon his head, and said: ‘Now come the days of the King, and may they be blessed while the thrones of the Valar endure!’

But when Aragorn arose all that beheld him gazed in silence, for it seemed to them that he was revealed to them now for the first time. Tall as the sea-kings of old, he stood above all that were near; ancient of days he seemed and yet in the flower of manhood; and wisdom sat upon his brow, and strength and healing were in his hands, and a light was about him.

And then Faramir cried: ‘Behold the King!’

Why is JJ Feild not more popular on tumblr?

I mean, seriously. He’s starred in Jane Austen adaptations



he was in Third Star with Benedict Cumberbatch


he’s freaking GORGEOUS





… in short, you should all be madly in love with JJ Feild by now.

Massive Genetic Effort Confirms Bird Songs Related to Human Speech

The sequencing of genomes of 48 bird species explains the evolutionary roots of vocalization and could offer insight into human speech disorders

by Marissa Fessenden

A four-year long effort involving more than 100 researchers around the world put the power of nine supercomputers into analyzing the genomes of 48 species of birds. The results, published this week in a package of eight articles in Science and 20 papers in other journals, provides the most complete picture of the bird family tree thus far. The project has also uncovered genetic signatures in song-learning bird brains that have surprising similarities to the genetics of speech in humans, a finding that could help scientists study human speech.

The analysis suggests that most modern birds arose in an impressive speciation event, a “big bang” of avian diversification, in the 10 million years immediately following the extinction of dinosaurs. This period is more recent than posited in previous genetic analyses, but it lines up with the fossil record. By delving deeper into the rich data set, research groups identified when birds lost their teeth, investigated the relatively slow evolution of crocodiles and outlined the similarities between birds’ and humans’ vocal learning ability, among other findings…

(read more: Scientific American)

photograph by Peripatus/Wikimedia

Library AU | drabble #4

Eren continues to bring tea for Levi. There is some kind of progress.

Eren has come to learn Levi’s tea preferences. It only cost him a couple weeks going through the entire menu at the Jasmine Dragon teashop and his spare change.

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A sexual assault survivor argues that assailants’ and victims’ accounts should not be given the same amount of weight.

My BuzzFeed debut! In this op-ed written in response to the Rolling Stone controversy/victim-blaming retraction, I address some of the prominent arguments that arose in its aftermath.

I write how the idea that we must talk to rapists to “verify” victims’ stories before they share them in the media is dangerous and harmful. I also talk about the impact of trauma and memory and why I don’t share details of my assault. 

During the Golden Quarter, we saw a boom in public spending on research and innovation. The taxpayers of Europe, the US and elsewhere replaced the great 19th‑century venture capitalists. And so we find that nearly all the advances of this period came either from tax-funded universities or from popular movements. The first electronic computers came not from the labs of IBM but from the universities of Manchester and Pennsylvania. (Even the 19th-century analytical engine of Charles Babbage was directly funded by the British government.) The early internet came out of the University of California, not Bell or Xerox. Later on, the world wide web arose not from Apple or Microsoft but from CERN, a wholly public institution. In short, the great advances in medicine, materials, aviation and spaceflight were nearly all pump-primed by public investment. But since the 1970s, an assumption has been made that the private sector is the best place to innovate.