Friday Ephemera (788)
I am the night. || High winds, some swaying. || Hot and spicy. || Hooves, leather, crossbow bolts and other vulture treasure. || Digitised Da Vinci. || Don’t pull that face, it’s trans scholarship. (h/t, Pst314) || You’re drawing the Moon all wrong. || For likes, you know. || Owl versus socks. || Swingers. || Would watch. || Call it swapsies. || Social interaction is always a pleasure. || The progressive retail experience, parts 671, 672, 673, 674, 675, 676 and 677. || An exact replica, see. || Rap, but with breathing difficulties. || Forging balls. || The ancient sport of road bowling, 1978. || The Nine Billion Names of God. || I’m sure the state will do a bang-up job. || Just checking. || Ejaculation stats. || The robots are coming. || It matters who comes. || And finally, somewhat alarmingly, incoming edges.
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Swat them on the nose with a rolled-up newspaper.
I’d like to see him get far more than 6 months in prison.
Or me viewing the latest ‘progressive retail experience’.
Later: frequency, volume, and Ezekiel 23:20.
Historical note: On this day in 1967, Che Guevara became a good communist.
ISWYDT
Transitioning taxpayer monies.
Firms urged to crack down on office football chat
Shut up, you Nazi bint.
I believe these are all money laundering operations run by criminal immigrants.
For @David: Beef Wellington is just a corn dog with a funny accent.
“For likes, you know.“
What did his accomplice get? Because someone was filming that!
Thought/hoping that it might have been something from Benidorm
We see what you did.
Morning, all.
I’m sure I don’t know what you mean.
[ Deploys innocent face. ]
See. Innocent.
ISWYDT
[ Slurps coffee. ]
I didn’t they’d made a film of it. Thank you.
*didn’t know*
I read the story as a sweaty teen and likewise had no idea there was a film version.
Sorry, spoilers.
I’m sure her cat will look after her, I believe older meat is easier to digest.
This reminds me of the movie Demon Seed
And in culture news.
Or, the paradox of “diversity.”
Not unfair.
He should buy a lottery ticket.
She doesn’t even know what’s in the box.
Fair point. Though I doubt we’re talking about someone capable of weighing the risk of jail and unemployment against the unknown but probably low-value contents of some random parcel belonging to someone else.
I mean, this is someone who evidently doesn’t consider the possibility of security cameras, despite their ubiquity – not least because of creatures like her – or the likelihood that the person being robbed may not find it too difficult to contact the thief’s employer, with all that will follow from that.
Those of us who aren’t verminous morons often find it difficult to relate to those who are. Our minds are not alike.
“Reality TV.“
I know I’ve said before that I am still unable to find the bodies in the streets of the victims of the trans genocide in effect, but now at least I know that makes me a holocaust denier.
And I’m in good company!
When I was still in the cube farm, it was the women who gossiped constantly. Can we crack down on that?
Just don’t mention the mental illness.
I recall looking for more info on the special effects behind the “giant snake made of metallic pyramids” but didn’t find much.
I know what you are saying, “I really want to study queer criminology“, but can’t afford to go to Auburn*.
Well have I got good news for you, you can get 25 large just for being bold** !
Not feeling bold, no worries, 77 other “scholarships” for Alphabet People™ and BIPOC await!
Need a quick 500 clams for books? No problem for you TV viewers!
*(Alabama being nigh ground zero for all things [fillintheblank]phobic this course could never be taught there – wait a minute…)
**(Whatever the hell that is)
I am cooking a cauldron of chili, enough for about 10 portions.
[ Sounds of chopping, coughing, sniffling, weeping. ]
The ingredients appear to be fighting back.
[ Fetches tissues, eyedrops, industrial goggles. ]
EVERYTHING’S FINE.
Don’t you want to be enriched, you sexist?
How young are you?
Do they not know about security and doorbell cameras by now? I can vaguely understand the ones who are just stealing, but when you’re connected to a traceable app and on video? I’m sure the thought process, such as it might have been, went – ‘I’m dropping OFF, they’ll never suspect me of stealing! = profit’
Thanks for the film. It is a gorgeous story, with such a lovely quiet ending.
I’m amused by some of the critical responses listed in Wikipedia:
!!! That’s one description, I guess. But then this other chap points out something I’ve often wondered about:
Which… yeah, true, but the effect in the story is amazing.
Oh, and…
Thanks, Dalai!
I’m going to show my old codger side but I think the ending is more powerful when read.
The video was well done, but just missed that little something, like I said, old codger.
I’m seasoned.
Though not as much as this chili.
Yes. The tone, when read, is not unimportant.
I definitely agree. The interpretation is certainly oddly… literal, right down to lifting the exact dialogue from the story. And there is certainly charm to seeing an old 1950s computer as Clarke would have experienced it when he wrote the story. But… the time stamps to make it seem like a period film are odd. The world *ends* in the film. The universe is suddenly completely over. And we’re watching it 50 years later … did things start all over again? It loses force with the period details, I’m afraid.
For some reason, I felt an urge to share this.
Except that God transcends time and space so anything seems possible.
True of much science fiction. Not only tone but depth of exploration of concepts.
I haven’t re-read the story, which is very short, since I was a sweaty teen, but what I remember is the combination of what I suppose could be considered cosmic horror – the end of everything – twinned with a very gentle, matter-of-fact tone.
It is really a perfect detail. Because when the world ends you’re not going to start noticing it a billion years ago when the first star goes out, are you? You’re going to notice it when it ends where you’re standing. And when God does wind things up and put away the universe for another day, the one thing you may expect is that the ending will be unexpected.
Word of the day: oxymoron
If God can make all the stars go out (go dark? cease to exist?) simultaneously, he can also make the already-emitted light vanish as well. So the physics of the un-making does not trouble me when we’re talking about miracles.
That would be exclusionary.