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Oldest ever Homo sapiens footprint is found, pushing the record back by 30,000 years

Just over two decades ago, as the new millennium began, it seemed that tracks left by our ancient human ancestors dating back more than about 50,000 years were excessively rare.

Only four sites had been reported in the whole of Africa at that time. Two were from East Africa: Laetoli in Tanzania and Koobi Fora in Kenya; two were from South Africa (Nahoon and Langebaan). In fact the Nahoon site, reported in 1966, was the first hominin tracksite ever to be described.

In 2023 the situation is very different. It appears that people were not looking hard enough or were not looking in the right places. Today the African tally for dated hominin ichnosites (a term that includes both tracks and other traces) older than 50,000 years stands at 14. Read more.

Today's advice from your Goth Auntie

❤️Auntie Jilli

The Beauty of A Woman

A group of curious preschoolers visits some beehives in Stockholm

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Not to be that person but instead of buying that sacred herb closed to a culture and practice you don’t belong to just because some non-Indigenous re-seller advertised it to you as “spiritual magical plant that removes 99,99% of all bad spirits” you could, I don’t know, clean your windows or vacuum. Sometimes cleansing is just cleaning, you know.

Slight tangent, but Can Confirm that sometimes that weird-heavy-headachey “bad energy” feeling in your house is just stagnant air with dust and trapped odors adjacent.

Try opening your windows and airing the place out alongside a modicum of cleaning anything dusty or stinky (high-traffic areas, seating, kitchen sink, trash bins, bathrooms, pet enclosures and potties) and see if things don’t feel better. Not saying the place has to be spotless, but it will probably feel better with fresh air and the removal of allergens, sewage, and perishable garbage. (If it’s too hot to open the windows, at least clean up the pet messes, wash the dishes, and take out the garbage. Anything that can rot and stink, get it out. And run some fans to get the air moving.)

Also, if the Bad Feeling is an ongoing problem, check your home for mold, gas leaks, bad wiring, pests, and carbon monoxide. You’d be SHOCKED how many symptoms of “hauntings” are just homes in need of practical repairs and pest control.

You don’t need to go bonkers with smoke or moon water or incense or candles for regular maintenance-level home cleansing. Cleaning is cleansing and cleansing is cleaning. Put down the sage and pick up a sponge, TRUST ME.

Antonio Federici 2010 ad campaign

The way I've already seen uncountable "Netflix is hiring!" Ads. They're really just gonna hire scabs and pretend the WGA strike isn't happening....

This is a reminder to anyone who wants to go into screenwriting. This is not an opportunity to get your foot in the door. Do not take any writing jobs during the strike. This includes freelance or “script editing” jobs.

You will be a scab. Scabs are barred from union membership. By crossing the picket line to get your foot in the door you’ll be burning one of the most important bridges in your life. You will actively be harming your future job prospects.

This strike will end one day. Those writers who are out picketing will reenter the writers room and start producing work with the legal and financial protections and guarantees they’re fighting for, and you will not be among their ranks. You will be a scab. A traitor.

A lack of union membership will harm your prospects job wise. Do not scab. Knowledge of your scabbing, traitorous ways will cost you your ability to make friends in the industry. Do not scab. Support the WGA as they fight for your rights. Do. Not. Scab.

first day as a second century warlord i have my men tie branches to their horses’ tails to stir up dust and make it look like there’s a lot of us but i forget it just rained so there isn’t any dust and the enemy can clearly see there’s like twenty of us all spread out in a line

second day as a second century warlord i bribe a bunch of kids to start singing a nursery rhyme i carefully crafted to spread misinformation and further my strategic ends but they change the lyrics to be about poop and the enemy isn’t misdirected at all

third day as a second century warlord i lure my enemy into a narrow valley and send a team of archers to shoot them from the high ground but there was a feral hog napping on the trail up to the overlook and they couldn’t decide whether to try and shoot it or just go around and by the time the hog woke up and left on its own the enemy had already passed safely below

fourth day as a second century warlord we attempt to join a battle on the side of the guy we want to ally with but he and the guy he’s fighting have really similar names and it’s finally dusty and i misread the standards and attack the wrong guy. so now we’re stuck with this total loser of a liege lord, because how the fuck do you explain that after a battle?

fifth day as a second century warlord and some sort of wizard wanders into camp, my loser liege lord wants to execute him for being a wizard but i convince him to let the wizard stay, because i want to do more weather-based strategies and i’m pretty sure having a camp wizard can help with that. after the welcome to the team banquet the wizard steals half the treasury and my liege lord’s wife and leaves

sixth day as a second century warlord my loser liege lord sends me to reinforce a city he’s taken, but in the confusion of leaving i forgot to take the token that would have gotten us into the city, so my men have to wait outside the city walls for like eight hours while i ride back to get it

seventh day as a second century warlord and my loser liege lord finally joins me in the city, it turns out he’s actually a pretty cool guy, and he isn’t even that mad at me for letting the wizard steal his wife. i decide to shoot my shot but i’m really nervous and keep on stalling because what if i mess up our relationship and by extension jeopardize the security of my men, and eventually he just says goodnight and goes back to his room, where an assassin is in the process of setting up to kill him

eighth day as a second century warlord and my loser liege lord tells me to fake defect to his rival warlord, the one i originally wanted to ally with, to find out if he was the one who sent the assassin and why. but my whole way over to the rival warlord i’m worried that this has something to do with the wizard thing or how awkward i made it last night

ninth day as a second century warlord i try to tactfully ask my fake liege lord if he sent the assassin to kill my loser liege lord and it turns out the idea of using assassins never occurred to him, but now that i’ve suggested it he’s really into it. in order to save my loser liege lord i volunteer to be the one to kill him

tenth day as a second century warlord on my way back to my loser liege lord’s city i realize i won’t be able to collect my men from my fake liege lord until i bring back my loser liege lord’s head. this would have been a great thing to think of before i got myself in this situation. i go back to my loser liege lord and ask him to rescue my men, and he tells me that if he could sack my fake liege lord’s camp he already would have. that doesn’t change the fact that my men are still trapped. they’re prisoners, even. i go back to my room to sulk

eleventh day as a second century warlord i find a little caged pigeon in the rafters of my loser liege lord’s room and deduce it belonged to the assassin. without asking permission or telling my loser liege lord goodbye i let the pigeon loose and follow it north. don’t ask what i was doing in my loser liege lord’s room. it’s not important

twelfth day as a second century warlord i disguise myself as a wizard and enter the camp of the coalition leader the pigeon led me to. in the middle of my little sleight of hand performance i make eye contact with the coalition leader’s second-in-command. IT’S THE WIZARD THAT STOLE MY LOSER LIEGE LORD’S WIFE. after the banquet i corner the fake wizard and ask him what the fuck is going on and he just says “wouldn’t you like to know” and leaves. i don’t know what to say to that so i just let him go

thirteenth day as a second century warlord i’m honestly so sick of not knowing what’s going on, so i adjust my wizard costume to passably disguise myself as a woman and break into the women’s area of the camp, where sure enough my loser liege lord’s wife is. i ask her what she’s doing here and she tells me the fake wizard overheard her singing a poem she overheard on the street, not knowing it contains the coalition leader’s formation’s weaknesses. the fake wizard kidnapped her and assigned an assassin to kill her husband before they figured out the poem’s significance. she shares the first couplet with me but i’m discovered and thrown out before she can share any more. she doesn’t need to. through a bizarre coincidence of homophones, it’s the poop version of my misinformation nursery rhyme

fourteenth day as a second century warlord i go back to my loser liege lord and tell him everything, urging him to join with my fake liege lord to attack the coalition leader according to the weaknesses in the nursery rhyme. he tells me frankly that he doesn’t trust me anymore. i ask him to execute me if that’s really true, because i can’t bear to live if i can’t protect him and i can’t protect my men. he agrees to attack the coalition leader

fifteenth day as a second century warlord. due to the information in the nursery rhyme, and thanks to my loser liege lord reminding me of the weather conditions multiple times while planning our battle strategy, our alliance carries the day. my loser liege lord gets his wife back. my men tell me that our fake liege lord actually treated them really well and they’d like to stay with him if i don’t mind. i do mind, now that neither the men i love nor the man i love have any use for me, but i don’t tell them that

sixteenth day as a second century warlord i’m preparing to leave to i don’t know where, maybe to try to become a wizard for real, when my loser liege lord stops me and asks me where i’m going. he says he had hoped i would continue to work as his advisor. i was unaware i was his advisor in the first place. i agree, and he tells me he’s truly honored to have me in his service at last. he has known i am a rare and talented man with a strategic intelligence far above his ever since the day he witnessed me tying branches to my horses’ tails in six inches of mud, and could not for the life of him figure out why

1943

Litvenko is born

Sep. 5, 1964

Litvenko and Sriyani married

Aug. 1967

Agent Program founded

Early 1970s

Clones 1 thru 10 are born—all die shortly thereafter

1974

Clones 11 thru 20 are born—19 is only survivor past infancy

1976

Clones 21 thru 30 are born—five survivors

1978

Clones 31 thru 40 are born—all survive

1980

Clones 41 thru 50 are born—47 most exceptional among them

1982

Clones 51 thru 60 are born

1984

Clones 61 thru 70 are born Early clones begin entering puberty, health complications become immediately apparent

1986

Clones 71 thru 80 are born

1987

30s enter puberty, 39 dies

1988

Clones 80 thru 89 are born

1989

Clone 90/Quatre-vingt-dix/Katia Van Dees is born

c. 1992

Sriyani Litvenko murdered

c. 1997

Laboratory destroyed

Surviving clones vanish off the grid

I revised the timeline:

1943

Litvenko is born

1956

Gal Oya riots

1958

Widespread riots in Sri Lanka Illakiyamathi’s brother killed

1963

Illakiyamathi meets Litvenko on [diplomatic mission/study abroad]; they fall in love; he takes her back home to Ukraine

5 Sep 1964

Litvenko and Illakiyamathi married

Aug 1967

Agent Program founded

Late 1960s

After trial and error, first viable clones, dubbed 1-10, born; all die shortly thereafter

1972

Clones 11-20 born; 19 is only survivor past the first year

1973

Clones 21-30 born; five survivors

1974

Clones 31-40 born; all survive into puberty

1975

Clones 41-50 born; 47 shows early signs of exceptionality 19 and the surviving 20s begin training

1976

Clones 51-60 born

1977

Clones 61-70 born (first series actively using 47’s DNA as a template)

1978

Clones 71-80 born

1979

Clones 81-89 born

1980

Clone 90/Quatre-vingt-dix/Katia Van Dees born

1 Jun 1981

Burning of the Jaffna Public Library

22 Jul 1983

Black July

1983

Illakiyamathi murdered eldest clones enter puberty, health complications become apparent

1986

30s enter puberty, 39 dies

1987

40s enter puberty, 45 dies

1989

Surviving clones 19-48 officially numbered (47 and 48 included due to exceptional performance during training despite young ages)

1989

Raid on the facility by gov’t officials

1989-1990

Litvenko hiding in Berlin

1991

Fall of the Soviet Union

2011

Litvenko spotted in a hospital in Seoul, SK, for a trial of nanoparticle inhalation therapy for stage 3 lung cancer

2015

Litvenko dies in helicopter explosion, age 72, along with Antoine LeClerq

Changed his mind

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sometimes I randomly think about the time a girl posted in this girls only Facebook group I’m in telling everyone how she broke up with her boyfriend and he lied saying that he lost the spare key she gave him, only to then break into her apartment when she wasn’t home and steal the cat they’d adopted while they were together, but then he denied having done this and she didn’t really have proof that he took the cat since he wouldn’t let her come into his place and look for it. And then another girl saw this post and knew her ex-boyfriend, and she was like “girl. I used to hook up with your mans back in xxxx and I still have his number. If you want, I’ll hit him up and get him to invite me back to his place and see if your cat’s there.” And the OP was like “bet.”

So this woman hit up homie dog, asked him out for drinks, went home with him, slept with him, and then woke up in the middle of the night and TOOK THE CAT. Like she had only said that she would confirm if the cat was there but then she took it upon herself to steal this woman’s cat back. Like she full on Trojan horsed this man and then hit up homegirl like “I got the goods. Where you wanna meet.” And then the two of them posted a photo of them together with the cat to the group.

And I just think women supporting women is so beautiful.