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Cake day: Aug 14, 2021


I use Posteo. It’s only 1 € per month and they accept cash.

The reeducation camps do certainly exist, but why do they exist and what happens in them? The official stance is that they are there to combat religious extremism (Xinjiang has a past of religiously motivated terrorism) and that people are educated in an effort to further that goal (not involving torture or anything in that direction). The fact that there’s a Chinese version of the situation is something to be taken into account.

Any claims of torture or forced labour generally come from individual witnesses like these linked by the OP. You can most certainly find people to support your claims if you have a large enough sample of potential witnesses. You can also find people who claim the opposite (https://yewtu.be/watch?v=p57qyMAySYc (obviously not enough to deny that torture and stuff doesn’t exist, but should be enough to support my point that witnesses that do not confirm it can be found)).

These are things that I think should be taken into consideration when discussing these issues, to remind us that we should also consider the claims of the other side.

Seems like a good idea, but one thing that worries me is that unless I configure my editor to highlight tabs or to mark them or use a linter, it can be pretty hard to tell if you have been consistent in your use of whitespace (because it can be difficult to distinguish them). Another problem is that for example my code would look awful, if it used tabs instead of spaces for indentation, in editors like notepad that can’t set the tab width (each indent is originally supposed to be 2 spaces wide, because GNU Coding Standards).

How do most autoindent editors react by default when mixing tabs with spaces? If they break, that would be another problem, because that would mean that contributors would have to create an editor config just to be able to remain consistent with my project’s style guide.

I think Marcellus by old Reddit, means old.reddit.com, which I consider to be superrior to the current Reddit.

I think some use tabs for indentation and spaces for alignment.

Wouldn’t past lottery numbers be archived? I imagine you could find somewhere some lottery numbers for 2022.

I know. I gave a result based on the assumption that users register at a constant rate just for the fun of it, which is obviously inaccurate, because that rate changes according to external factors.

I also used total users not active users in a month and of lemmy.ml not lemmy in general. That line, on the small scale of less than a year does look linear, but obviously in the grand scheme of things isn’t.

Around 12 years in the case of lemmy.ml if everything keeps the same pace (if 20 users register each day).

I never understood those people who advocate for that ridicously long copyright postmortem time. They essentially say «Our children should be able to get advantage from our fortunes and achievements! Why should copyright be any different from inheritance? Do you hate your children, is that it? Do you want to see them suffer, you sadist? What a vile and twisted idea of a human are you?!». Postmortem copyright, like inheritance, is stupid. Why should anyone get anything for something they didn’t do? If we can’t guarantee the well-being of our descendants without inheritance, then our system is pretty horrible.

Expressing support for freedom of expression is normally a meaningless thing to do. Most people would agree that there’s nothing wrong about saying that abstract art is overrated, but most people would also agree that shouting “Fire!” in a crowded theater (how creative of me) shouldn’t be allowed. The question isn’t whether free speech should be allowed, but where to draw the line. At what point does the harm of one’s speech outweigh the benefits of having a free exchange of ideas?

The question one should ask oneself in this scenario now is “What harm do the antivax movement’s ideas do?”. The decision of not vaccinating against covid-19 can mean the deaths of many people who could otherwise have lived, including the deaths of people who have nothing to do with it (caused by the potential overcrowding of hospitals and appearance of dangerous covid strains we don’t have a vaccine for yet). Is freedom of speech really more valuable than the lives of people?

One should also note that there’s a difference between the spread of dangerous opinions (subjective claims) and the spread of false and dangerous factual information (objective claims). The banning of the later is a lot more justified than the former, because bearing false witness does not contribute to a healthy discourse, on which democracy is built, but rather endangers it.

but overall it’s a dangerous trend that makes people at large less able to think for theirselves, as well as more ok with censorship.

The slippery slope argument, which boils down to “If saying this is illegal, imagine what will happen in a few years! Restricting our speech will allow the restriction of even more speech, opening the way to the establishment of a totalitarian regime!”, does not hold up with reality. Would you say that most of Europe has become a reincarnation of Nazi Germany or is on its way towards it, just because denying the Holocaust and the expression of some other ideas is illegal?

Edit: Obviously not the “sloppy slope argument”, but the slippery slope argument. XD

Judging by the amount of antivax stuff on some PeerTube instances, I thought YouTube® was already doing it.

I’m confused. Wouldn’t it (temporarily) induce a nuclear winter (assuming nuclear weapons are used), giving us a little bit more time (and bunches of dead people from crop failures due to the drastic reduction of temperatures)? I could see it becoming a problem by more resources getting invested in the war effort rather than in the fight against the climate.

Our chances of surviving are almost non existent with current capitalism, probably 90% of life on Earth will die.

That sentence seems self contradictory. You first say we will not survive and then say 90% will die. 100% isn’t equal to 90%. Maybe I’m misinterpreting it and you mean it is unlikely we will be one of the 10% who survive. Also, why would only 90% of people die? Positive feedback loops will cause the extinction of all life on earth, not just a great majority of the population.

(not saying that AUKUS war is good, just confused by the fact that the concern is that the climate crisis would get worse)

Yeah, they do mismatch. I just mentioned it because I was unfamiliar with the notation in the image. You could also write {x ∊ ℝ : x > a ⋀ x ≤ b} or [a, b]\{a}

I never saw that notation. I learned to write ]a, b] instead.

All of what I’m about to say are stories from my childhood.

When I was a child, I lived in a rural area with the sleeping quarters separated from the rest of the house. Those sleeping quarters were located on the side of a valley, with the other house located at the top on that same side. So in order to go to sleep we had to, at night with flashlights, walk down a footpath that passed through very dense vegetation (now that I think of it, what was growing there wasn’t normal for the regional climate) and cacti (just to add bit of danger to the walk :D ). Often I wouldn’t walk down alone (since I had family that also needed to sleep), but sometimes it was unavoidable. This is was the case one night when I decided to go down earlier than others.

I was moving down slowly towards my destination, with my flashlight lighting up the path before me. I, like most children of my age, feared walking through the dark, especially through a trail like that where there were so many places something could hide and so many angles at which one could be approached from. I personally often felt like something was behind me, so I would routinely look back to make sure there was nothing there. One would intuitively think that the best think to do, when walking down such a trail, is to get it over with as quickly as possible, but you’d be wrong. What happens when you speed up your walk is that you’ll start producing adrenaline, freaking you out, which makes you walk even waster, which in turn makes you freak out even more, creating a positive feedback loop you can only break out of when you finally run through the sleeping quarters’ doorway and smash shut the door behind you, point at which you’ll have run as fast as fast as you physically could, screaming for your life. So I knew to take my time, and like always I wasn’t attacked by some hidden entity. But as I was reaching my destination, I noticed the door this time was open, with no lights on. I let my beam of light wander down the length of the door, and I noticed something was holding the door open. I was met by a small pale emotionless face that was staring right at me. I let out a scream.

When we visited our uncle (maternal side) he gave my sister something that had been part of my mother’s childhood. It was a doll, whose hair and eye lashes had become completely green from all the years it had been stored in a basement, yet it was still able to say things like "Please comb my hair and “Do you love me?” if one pulled the string at the back. Its eyes would close and open, depending on whether it was lying down or being held straight up. Its face was the face I was met with on that night. Someone had put a shopping bag with stuff in it before the entrance to keep the door open and get some fresh air in. The doll just so happened to be sitting in that bag and staring in my direction.

Sometimes we wouldn’t have any flashlights to help us make it down safely. When that happens, it isn’t any more dangerous. I had completely remembered the path and knew when to be careful, when there were cacti on the sides and big uneven rocks that worked as steps. This was one such night. I was alone, in the middle of the trail, with no flashlight an no moon above (which wouldn’t have helped much since the gigantic trees only left little space for the sky). In such conditions of visual deprivation, we tend to give meaning to the smallest changes in our field of view.

I stood there, with only my thoughts and the sounds around me, feeling and placing carefully each step, when out of a sudden a huge man appears beside me. I lost it at that moment. I jumped forward, running as fast as I can, down a slope, through knee high vegetation, made a -90º turn, sped up, and flung myself through the entrance, spun around and pressed all my weight against the door in order to lock out my pursuer.

This was all unjustified. You know how you start viewing weird shapes when you shut your eye lids and press down on your eyeballs? In the absence of any light my “windows to the soul” created one such shape, one that I recognized as being the shape of a man. This was enough for my paranoid mind that was on high alert.

What I’m about to tell isn’t really an event, but more of a period of fear that I felt when alone.

There was a time I feared closing my eyes anywhere other than in my trusted bed. I feared not being able to see what was around me. When showering, I would wash my face and hair as quickly as possible, to lower the time I wasn’t looking as much as possible.

I did not feel safe with my back exposed. I would feel uncomfortable being in the center of a room, preferring to instead stay by the walls or even better by the corners.

I did not feel safe in forests, with so many trees and bushes something could hide behind.

I feared “myself”. The image I saw in the mirror appeared untrustworthy, treacherous and dangerous. I always considered the duplicate of myself to be evil. When standing before it, I would never lose sight of my mirror image.

I was uncomfortable not following my routine, because I feared I would meet a different version of me that did follow the routine if I crossed paths with him.

I think it went away when I started sleeping more.

(to be expanded)

In winter, a polo with a thick jacket that seems to be falling apart with multiple areas where the stuffing is visible (I think the holes are there, because I walk a lot through dense vegetation and rocky terrain with it), and my sling in one of the pockets (for stress relief and fun when alone) and wide jogging pants (I don’t want my legs compressed). In summer, exact same but without the jacket.

Judging merely by the headline, it sounds like a great idea. One doesn’t even need to worry about waste disposal (which is a problem with current solar panels) since one merely needs to let them burn up in the atmosphere once they reach the end of their life.

I think asklemmy and helpmelemmy (or savemelemmy or helplemmy or advicelemmy or advice or lemmyadvice or lemmingsadvice or soslemmy or ohpleasegodhelpme or ohpleasesomeonehelpme or howwhywhenwhowhatwhichwhere) should be two different sublemmies. The sublemmy asklemmy I think should be more about the general lemmy community on this instance and their experiences and thoughts (ie. be story based).

What would you do if you came across Jeff Bezos?

What would you do if you came across Jeff Bezos on the street or somewhere else for some reason? …