#BIJ1 strijdt voor een toegankelijke en inclusieve samenleving, waarin iedereen vrij is om keuzes te maken over diens eigen leven en lichaam. Daarbij is het cruciaal dat mensen uit gemarginaliseerde gemeenschappen meebeslissen met beleid: niets over ons, zonder ons.
Lees al onze punten over #zelfbeschikking, #toegankelijkheid en #inclusie in ons verkiezingsprogramma.
https://bij1.org/programma/zelfbeschikking
stories (3), re: pet death, emotional, long
She always trusted me a lot. If I pushed her over, she would let herself fall over, trusting that I would catch her with my other arm or against my leg or so, for cuddles.
Likewise, she was fine with me touching or holding her paws; this became especially helpful in her last two years or so, where she was increasingly having trouble controlling her claws, and I often had to 'unhook' her claws from some bit of fabric.
That trust goes back a long time; when I first met her at a then-partner's house, she came up to me almost immediately, something that she apparently never did with anyone else.
I still don't know exactly why she made that decision.
Reasons I decline to review an academic paper in order of frequency (estimated):
* Your review manager site is too broken to function and I'm not going to try more than 2-3 times to log in, sorry
* Your journal has done something very fucky to me personally and I DO NOT FORGET
* Your journal has done something very fucky to science itself
* Bad luck re: timing (won't have time to do it properly before deadline due to other commitments)
* Other reasons relating to the content of the paper
If you're upset by headlines like these
> Misunderstanding from social media spurs rise in international student food bank visits
And you have money that you can give
Give money to food banks
Just pull out your credit card
And give some money
Don't try to condescendingly decide for them what they need and go shopping
Just send money to a local food bank
more stories, re: pet death, emotional, long
Poekie was certainly a weird cat; with a particular fondness for rough petting, especially *against* the grain of her fur.
In the early days, when she just came to live with me, she would often hide behind my legs when there was a stranger in the house. Later on, she got more relaxed about that; her blindness seemed to play a part in that.
Especially at the end she was quite clingy; if you picked her up (which she was totally fine with!), she would try to grab and hang over your shoulder for a cuddle - but she only allowed that for people who would put her back down as soon as she tried to move away.
She also never complained much when she wasn't allowed to go outside anymore. At my old place, she could go out onto the balcony, but at the new place I only have a backyard and that meant she wasn't allowed outside anymore. Sometimes she briefly took a look outside when the door was open, only to take a few steps and walk back inside, meowing.
story, re: pet death, emotional, long
When she was younger, she would often tell me exactly what she needed by leading me to the food bowl, the door, the water bowl, whatever it was, then intently staring at it for a bit, and then staring at me and meowing. This got worse with dementia, though.
Likewise, she understood "pointing at stuff" perfectly well (right up until the end!), and could 'follow the line' of what I was pointing at. She understood instructions to "wait, I'll be right back" (and would indeed wait for me to return) as well as "come on" (and she would follow).
She clearly understood that my office was my territory, and seemed to recognize the threshold as being the boundary - she would sit *right* in front of the threshold, looking at me, occasionally a brief meow, until I told her to come in, and then she would.
I also taught her to sit and stop meowing before she would get her food; by this point she was probably already at least 15 years old (her exact age is not known), either by instructing her to "sit", or just standing there with the food and looking at her until she sat down.
The degree of communication was always quite good; making it all the more frustrating that I couldn't explain *this* to her.
guns, non-gun Q
there is this comic i can't refind that contrasted the design of ak-47s to .. uhh... m80s? the american one. and how the american one was superior in theory but proved massively less resilient under field conditions
anyway i feel like this applies to optimization models. but i want a non-gun example to make this point at work. are there contrasting engine designs that work like this?? i....... don't know car thing
pet death, emotional, long
Poekie has died today, at 16:13 UTC+1.
I don't remember exactly when she came to live with me, but it would've been something like 11 years ago - previously she lived with a number of cats, who'd continuously chase her away and steal her food, and she was a ball of anxiety and trauma by the time I adopted her.
Over the years, she mostly recovered from that, and learned to trust people again - but the panic attacks never quite went away, and eventually dementia appeared to set in, after she'd already been dealing with thyroid issues, near-total blindness, and incidental epilepsy attacks for a while.
For several years we could manage the issues using a combination of felimazole, phenobarbital, and annoyingly tiny doses of diazepam - but eventually that stopped working, the panic attacks became more and more frequent, and the treatment options ran out.
So I've finally had to make the difficult decision to put an end to it, given that there was no path forward other than suffering. It's still something I'm deeply uncomfortable with, making this sort of decision for *any* other creature, and it frustrates me to no end that I had no way of communicating about it with her. I guess it's some sort of sad consolation that most people would've apparently given up sooner, or so I've been told.
I can't shake the sense, however, that after I spent her last two days hanging out with her on the couch, she eventually caught onto what was happening - suddenly wanting to go check out the bathroom and the office (which she always recognized as my 'territory') when I started preparing to bring her away, wanting to hang around with me there for a bit, and then walking back down and waiting there for me, being unusually calm as I led her into the cat carrier. But I guess I'll never know.
I will probably not be around much for the next few days, at least. Poekie has been my only companion for many of my most difficult years, and it will take me some time to process this fully. I'll have to get used to the silence around the house, too.
I might tell some more stories about her on here, I don't know yet.
as an expression of love for declaratives web colors i made this crafty tool named against,
https://against.ungual.digital. it creates combinations of web named colors based on their accessibility ratio, but with some spicies.
Squatnet: **Amsterdam: Nieuwe Leliestraat 70 gekraakt**
"Enige tijd geleden hebben we Nieuwe Leliestraat 70 gekraakt. We verbleven er stilletjes tot 23.09.2023 waarna we ons nieuwe onderkomen aan de buurt onthulden. Het gebouw is eigendom van de sociale woningbouw vereniging Ymere, die het meer dan zes jaar leeg heeft laten weg rotten. Het werd eerder gekraakt in 2020,de krakers werden toen naar […]"
https://nl.squat.net/2023/09/29/amsterdam-nieuwe-leliestraat-70-gekraakt/
Today is #WorldDiabetesday (nov14).
About 100 years ago, Frederick Banting and John Macleod won a Nobel Prize for discovering the treatment which has gone on to save millions of lives around the world - insulin.
This day is important to me because my partner is #T1D and without modern medicine he wouldn't be here today.
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Here are some usefull facts about type one diabetes.
- isn’t caused by diet or lifestyle choices
- There is no such thing as “mild” diabetes. All types of diabetes are serious and can lead to complications
- it is autoimmune condition, it cannot be prevented and there is no cure. The cause of type 1 diabetes is still unknown.
pet death, emotional, long
Poekie has died today, at 16:13 UTC+1.
I don't remember exactly when she came to live with me, but it would've been something like 11 years ago - previously she lived with a number of cats, who'd continuously chase her away and steal her food, and she was a ball of anxiety and trauma by the time I adopted her.
Over the years, she mostly recovered from that, and learned to trust people again - but the panic attacks never quite went away, and eventually dementia appeared to set in, after she'd already been dealing with thyroid issues, near-total blindness, and incidental epilepsy attacks for a while.
For several years we could manage the issues using a combination of felimazole, phenobarbital, and annoyingly tiny doses of diazepam - but eventually that stopped working, the panic attacks became more and more frequent, and the treatment options ran out.
So I've finally had to make the difficult decision to put an end to it, given that there was no path forward other than suffering. It's still something I'm deeply uncomfortable with, making this sort of decision for *any* other creature, and it frustrates me to no end that I had no way of communicating about it with her. I guess it's some sort of sad consolation that most people would've apparently given up sooner, or so I've been told.
I can't shake the sense, however, that after I spent her last two days hanging out with her on the couch, she eventually caught onto what was happening - suddenly wanting to go check out the bathroom and the office (which she always recognized as my 'territory') when I started preparing to bring her away, wanting to hang around with me there for a bit, and then walking back down and waiting there for me, being unusually calm as I led her into the cat carrier. But I guess I'll never know.
I will probably not be around much for the next few days, at least. Poekie has been my only companion for many of my most difficult years, and it will take me some time to process this fully. I'll have to get used to the silence around the house, too.
I might tell some more stories about her on here, I don't know yet.
I just generally think that adtech is toxic in a ton of ways:
* Big vector for scams and outright malware
* Positions you and the website in an adversarial relationship
* Wastes tons of resources, both energy wise and "brain power expended to make ad metrics marginally better" wise
* Requires, at least according to big companies (who may be lying about that, of course) massive profiling and tracking operations with gigantic abuse potential
* Necessitates censorship to please advertisers (outright on e.g. tiktok, "soft" / demonetization if you as much as mention a sensitive topic on YT)
* Worsens barrier to entry, since "ad supported free as the default" is often only going to be an option if you are already huge
I think an internet where we do that less and exchange money for goods and services more, and where the free stuff is for the most part free as in wikipedia or, in fact, a fedi instance, rather than free as in facebook would be a better internet overall
I wish more people understood this.
source (kinda?): https://shark-myths.tumblr.com/post/169658382122/what-i-mean-when-i-say-toxic-monogamy-culture
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Strong views about abolishing oppression, hierarchy, agency, and self-governance - but I also trust people by default and give them room to grow, unless they give me reason not to. That all also applies to technology and how it's built.