Each letter I type releases a thunderous CLICK and then another and it’s a CLACK. I’ve become addicted to the sound. I can’t sleep. I’m up all night exercising my new found celestial harp
https://www.reddit.com/r/typewriters/comments/1sut6il/bought_my_first_typewriter/
HASDAY: The joke about criminal conversation is that it's not criminal, and it's not conversation. That's how you can remember it.BERAS: That's good.HASDAY: It's not criminal. It's not conversation.BERAS: It's sex. That's what it is - just sex. Essentially, you had sex with my wife. It was often the husband suing.
Internet ‘algospeak’ is changing our language in real time, from ‘nip nops’ to ‘le dollar bean’ by [[Taylor Lorenz]]
shifts in language and meaning of words and symbols as the result of algorithmic content moderation
instead of slow semantic shifts, content moderation is actively pushing shifts of words and their meanings
article suggested by this week's Dan Allosso Book club on Pirate Enlightenment
I’m back at the box.
This is a great euphemism for the fun "work" of maintaining a zettelkasten.
via u/A_Dull_Significance at https://www.reddit.com/r/antinet/comments/10gnh3u/box_update/
es the sad fate of M. Fulgence Tapir to his neglecting the mechaniside of historiography.
neglecting the mechanical side of historiography
the mechanical side of historiography is a round about way of saying note taking using a card index or zettelkasten.
‘He knows everything that’s happened fromB’reshis [Genesis] to today’, it went, ‘and it really isn’t work to him – it’s merely play’,a sentiment later expressed when one colleague wrote of Deutsch’s ‘game of cards’(Margolis, 1921).3
Apparently a colleague wrote about Deutsch's "game of cards" as a description of hit use of a zettelkasten. The play here is reminiscent of the joy Ahrens talks about when doing research/reading/writing (2017).
als. In Madagascar time might be measured by "a rice-cooking" (about half an hour) or "the frying of a locust" (a moment).
When the elder fell asleep in the Lord, Jordanes lay down on the grave, roaring with grief and beating his head against the ground.
"fell asleep in the Lord" is an interesting euphemism for dying.
The viciousness of church politics can rival pretty much any other politics you can name; the difference is that the viciousness within churches is often cloaked in lofty spiritual language and euphemisms.
It would be interesting to examine some of this language and these euphemisms to uncover the change over time.