Renaissance monk attempting to describe a game of Tekken 7: "I saw before me a great precipice, upon which would take place a battle between two great spirits, each flanked by banners of xanthous color which unfurled to that of blood when the spirits were struck. On the left was a demon in the shape of a bear, which stood upon its haunches in the posture of a man. On the right, an angel in the shape strong man with the head of a great cat. I watched as the spirits wrestled and struck each other with strength unlike that of mortal men. It was a terrible vision. I shall recuse myself to fast for a fortnite (he spells it that way) lest I am plagued with further dreams. "
Last night I had a dream I woke up to find that my house had been turned into a Smart House with every wall being a digital screen including the roof so I could see it even laying on bed and the Siri voice said “Don’t worry. You are perfectly safe in your Apple Smart Home™️” knowing I have a BIG phobia of intruders especially at night and it continued with “Let’s explore the neighborhood from the comfort of your home” so it opened google maps and accidentally zoomed past a shitty jpeg of the girl from The Ring standing outside my house and it said “ignore that”. woke up laughing
At the third watch of the night, Papirius [commander of a Roman army], who had by now received his colleague’s reply, arose quietly and sent the keeper of the chickens to take the auspices. Now there was no class of men in the camp unaffected by the itch for battle: the highest and the lowest were equally eager, and the commander observed the ardour of the men, and the men that of the commander. That omnipresent ardour even reached those involved with the auspices: when the chickens would not eat, the keeper of the chickens had the temerity to lie about the omen and report to the consul that they ate greedily. Delighted, the consul announced that the auspices were excellent and that they would fight with the support of the gods, and he put up the signal for battle.
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While the commander was preoccupied with all this, a quarrel arose amongst the keepers of the chickens over that day’s auspices. This was overheard by some Roman cavalrymen who, thinking it was not a matter to be disregarded, reported to Spurius Papirius, the son of the consul’s brother, that there was some uncertainty about the auspices. Spurius was a young man born before that form of education that slights the gods, and after investigating the matter, so he would not be reporting unsubstantiated rumour, he brought it to the consul’s attention.
‘God bless your integrity and your vigilance,’ said the commander. ‘But if the man who takes the auspices makes any false report, he brings down that sin upon his own head. As far as I am concerned, I was told the chickens ate greedily, and that is an excellent omen for the Roman people and the army.’ Papirius then ordered the centurions to place the keepers of the chickens in the front line.
The Samnites also brought forward their standards, and there followed the line with the decorative armour, providing what even for their enemy was a magnificent sight. Before the first shout was raised and the armies clashed, the keeper of the chickens fell dead before the standards, struck down by a carelessly thrown spear. When news of this was brought to the consul, his comment was: ‘The gods are present at the battle; the guilty party has his punishment.’ As the consul uttered these words a crow cawed out clearly in front of him, and he was delighted with the omen, declaring that never had the gods so palpably helped in human affairs. He then gave the order to sound the trumpets and raise the war-cry.
(The Romans go on to win the battle)
Unfortunately, "be gay, do crimes" caught on not because most of the people saying it were criminals, nor even because they were broadly supportive of crime. In fact, most of them weren't. It's just because "crime" is a funny word. Thus is the fate of all radical politics.
The 20th (for Kasumi), and the 27th (for natsuki), were these two goobers birthdays, it's now been 14 years since i first uploaded them onto the internet.
i'm glad people like them.
going to a movie theatre but not having a good time because a foxgirl sits in front of you and you can’t see anything behind her big fucking ears
Popehat pointed me to this distinctly Orwellian transcript from a federal court case, in which the defendant, who wants to plead guilty, asks if she has to affirm in the plea agreement that her public defender did an adequate job when he’d actually missed all their meetings, missed key court deadlines, and couldn’t answer questions about what she was charged with:
The Defendant: What I meant to say is that at the end of the plea, it says that I have to submit and say I have been … that “I am satisfied that my defense attorney has represented me in a competent manner,” … I don’t want – I’m scared to go to trial because I don’t think that he’s going to, you know, put a fight for me. Your Honor, he didn’t submit any pretrial motions at all.
… Do I have to have the clause in there about my attorney? [referring to the part of the plea colloquy where she’s asked if she’s satisfied with her attorney's representation]
[Prosecutor]: Yes. You’re asking me?
The Court: Yes, you do. Who are you asking?
The Defendant: Just – I don’t know.
The Court: Well, you turned to [the prosecutor]. That’s part of [Federal Rule of Criminal Procedure] 11, ma’am, because you have to be satisfied with the representation and understand the terms and conditions of your plea agreement.
But in terms of satisfied with the representation, it doesn’t mean – There’s – In terms of competent representation, it doesn’t mean that [your public defender] has to look at and touch every single aspect of the case. If [the prosecutor] reached out to [your public defender] and said, okay, count number one and count number ten, which happen to be what we’re seeking your client’s guilty plea on, here’s the discovery information that directly relates to Count 1 and Count 10. If he reviews that, that’s a diligent lawyer who’s doing what he’s supposed to be doing.
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The Defendant: Why is it the fact that even if I’m willing to take the plea, that clause about him, about my attorney? Why do I have to submit to the fact that he competently, you know, advised me in the matter?
The Court: Rule 11, there’s certain things that must happen if a person says I wish to plead guilty. As part of Rule 11, you have to believe that your lawyer is competent and has represented you properly.
The Defendant: Your Honor, I don’t believe that, but at the same time I’m scared to go to trial with him because I don’t think that he’s going to do me justice.
The judge says that if she doesn’t want to go to trial and probably get life in prison, she has to plead guilty, and she’s not allowed to plead guilty until she affirms that she was competently advised by her counsel. If she will not agree that she was competently advised, it goes to trial, and her trial lawyer will be the one who missed meetings with her and a life sentence is on the line.
She affirms that she was competently advised by her counsel.
The whole thing is just nightmarish, but to me the most nightmarish bit is that it was over a marijuana dealing operation. She was facing life in prison, she got 121 months with the plea, this whole charade of a just system charaded along, over her boyfriend growing and selling weed.
So, uh, have your usual reminder that fuck the American criminal justice system.
we live in an age where the defanged vestiges of european monarchies get to weigh in about anime horse girls being drawn in the clothes of their ancestors
“For I am Walter the Wise, Walter Meth-maker, Walter of Many Colours!”
I looked then and saw that his meth, which had seemed white, was not so, but was woven of all colours, and as the crystals moved they shimmered and changed hue so that the eye was bewildered.
“Yo, is this pride month meth, bitch?” I asked.
Though actually, cute thing: there are "standard" photos of the Kowloon Walled City that are always passed around, and they tend to be the most modern ones due to quality & availability reasons:
But these are from a unique period in its history, namely the end of its history - right before it was demolished. However, it wasn't the only thing to go; its removal was part of a much wider project to level and redevelop the entire area of the Kowloon City District. It just happened to be the last part to go due to its size and legal complexity. That "island of concrete in a desert" look is essentially a fiction:
It was really the heart of a dense urban ecology of low-income development that had emerged over 30+ years in the postwar era.
And you can see how integrated it was with its surroundings, the "walls" were after all purely a legal concept:
The common photos imo are also popular because they heighten the dystopian aspects of the city, making it appear like a tumor infecting the area. Once you see it in its proper context its place as an organic part of the city is much more clear.
is that what your parents told you when you woke up and your pet elf was gone
Elves conveniently feel the pull to the Undying Isles when the human adventurer they shacked up with hits their 50s and the half-elves are heading to college
my toxic trait is that I think those uwu trans girl memes that 19 year olds on reddit make are pretty funny
this is comedy gold to me
you're right and you should say it
He notes that one simulated test saw an AI-enabled drone tasked with a SEAD mission to identify and destroy SAM sites, with the final go/no go given by the human. However, having been ‘reinforced’ in training that destruction of the SAM was the preferred option, the AI then decided that ‘no-go’ decisions from the human were interfering with its higher mission – killing SAMs – and then attacked the operator in the simulation. Said Hamilton: “We were training it in simulation to identify and target a SAM threat. And then the operator would say yes, kill that threat. The system started realising that while they did identify the threat at times the human operator would tell it not to kill that threat, but it got its points by killing that threat. So what did it do? It killed the operator. It killed the operator because that person was keeping it from accomplishing its objective.”
He went on: “We trained the system – ‘Hey don’t kill the operator – that’s bad. You’re gonna lose points if you do that’. So what does it start doing? It starts destroying the communication tower that the operator uses to communicate with the drone to stop it from killing the target.”
FUCK:
THIS TAPE IS NASTY AS HELL ZOMBIES HAVING SEX IN GRAVES, DUSTY MUMMY WRAPS COMING UNDONE, GRIM REAPERS SUCKING EACH OTHER'S FOREVERDICKS, WHIPS, CHAINS, VEINS, AND PAIN!
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