Now if I could just remember the name of that shareware game!
Now if I could just remember the name of that shareware game!
A depressing number of links I'm trying to track down have been replaced by online gambling ads.
I'm researching a prominent happening in the DH community, circa 2013, about which there were ~75 blog posts written at the time, by dozens of people across the DH community. You probably won't be shocked to learn that the majority of the URLs to those blog posts are dead.
heehee
I tried the "9 games that make me who I am" thing, but none of those games are in the database. Madness and the Minotaur? Nope. Dungeons of Daggoroth? Never heard of it. The weird shareware RPG I got from a disk trade at a BBS meetup in the Belden Village Mall food court? It's like it never existed.
In 2007 Philly legend and indie band John Train put it to music youtu.be/01nlhBBibb8?...
Mesopotamia By Rudyard Kipling (1917) They shall not return to us, the resolute, the young, The eager and whole-hearted whom we gave: But the men who left them thriftily to die in their own dung, Shall they come with years and honour to the grave? They shall not return to us, the strong men coldly slain In sight of help denied from day to day: But the men who edged their agonies and chid them in their pain, Are they too strong and wise to put away? Our dead shall not return to us while Day and Night divide— Never while the bars of sunset hold. But the idle-minded overlings who quibbled while they died, Shall they thrust for high employments as of old? Shall we only threaten and be angry for an hour? When the storm is ended shall we find How softly but how swiftly they have sidled back to power By the favour and contrivance of their kind? Even while they soothe us, while they promise large amends, Even while they make a show of fear, Do they call upon their debtors, and take counsel with their friends, To conform and re-establish each career? Their lives cannot repay us—their death could not undo— The shame that they have laid upon our race. But the slothfulness that wasted and the arrogance that slew, Shall we leave it unabated in its place?
Mesopotamia (1917), by Rudyard Kipling
(full poem in alt text)
Anything the Department of War does is, by definition, a war.
Economy airline ticket tiers have gotten ridiculous. For the same flight there is: Basic, Optima, Flexible, Premium Economy Optima, Premium Economy Flexible, Fully Flexible. There's a $3000 price range between them. And these aren't even the first class tickets!
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You have no idea how much this piece of family lore has shaped my relationship to my own identity.
I should add, I was switched back! As the other family was heading to the car to go home from the hospital, me in their arms, that’s when they realized.
Yes!
I was switched at birth with my second cousin, who was born in the same hospital with the same last name a day earlier.
A pharmakon? In this economy?
VHS tapes “encoded” social consideration “into a physical medium. The tape had friction. It remembered where you left it. And because it remembered, it made a demand: undo this before you pass it on.”
BE KIND - REWIND
lol, yes
Great to know that the impulse to dunk on posts out of context by total strangers is still strong here! Way to go, human people!
I should clarify: of course there are already serious discussions and rigorous scholarship about student writing, and have been for decades. What I mean is, faculty who don't often think about student writing are now talking about it in ways they haven't before.
I should say (but ran out of space)--serious discussions about student writing by people who do NOT often take student writing seriously, or the years of scholarship behind writing pedagogy.
Years ago at an MLA panel that touched upon MOOCs @amandafrench.net said that whatever your feelings about them are, at least they have prompted important discussions about teaching.
The same is true of LLMs. Wherever you stand, at least they are prompting serious discussions about student writing.
I'm a cynic, so I've always been disillusioned, but now it's coupled with an overwhelming sense of helplessness.
Years ago I wrote this essay about protest bots, which is exactly how I would describe @nps-uncensored.bsky.social.
Yeah, it was a trick question
How long until a university president says they want "a Palantir but for academia"?
Been thinking lately about the ending to Richard Matheson’s novella “I Am Legend”…
End2End
Tech bros evangelizing about the very agentic AI that is eliminating their jobs is my new go-to example of Lauren Berlant's notion of "cruel optimism."
One of the many exhibits the National Park Service has targeted for removal...