Nobody better slam my girl Hubble Telescope after the Webb Telescope pics came out, alright? For YEARS she was the baddest bitch around and we owe her nothing but gratitude
my whole fucking dash is this post
Well have you thanked her yet
ok but seriously, Hubble was TOP OF THE LINE when she was deployed. AND, if I’m understanding what I’ve read and heard about Webb, she actually has higher resolution than Webb does.
The problem is that she doesn’t have as good systems for picking up light and such so she had to have longer exposures, which meant that despite having better technical resolution, the images she’s captured are darker and blurrier (bc she was moving). The fact that her images are as clear as they are is frankly a testament to how well she was built!
Webb is newer and faster and picks up light better, but she doesn’t have the same level of resolution. Which means when we one day have a telescope that melds Hubble’s resolution with Webb’s sensitivity, we will have images that blow EVERYTHING we have absolutely out of the water.
the weirdest thing about nonbinaryism is that people will get told they dont ‘look nonbinary’ because theyre just wearing plainclothes and dressed comfortably. instead of like. idk gothic eyeliner or fangs or a cape or flowing, long, gorgeous hair,
i got distracted. anyway why did we make nonbinary the third gender where everyones supposed to be sexier. its funny and like in theory correct but what about the normal people. what about the sweatpant wearears
sorry for adding a comment on your post but literally this. i want nonbinary to be boring. i want it to be mundane. i dont want people to look at me and go wohhh so androgynous swag. i just want people to go oh thats a person. stop elevating us higher thn others bc thats just othering us more. can we support nonbinary people who dont want to be special hot and sexy tiktok stars or whatever
actually thank you you made me realize this was because ive been on tiktok too much
Also we should perhaps let nonbinary people be fat
BROKE: Season two opens with Stede finding the red silk floating in the ocean
WOKE: Season two opens right where season one left off, with Stede standing in the rowboat, waving to the marooned crew, when suddenly the red silk (which has been floating on the wind for days) blows right into his face, causing him to blindly lose his balance fall into the ocean
i don’t think humans are inherently bad i just don’t. once i posted about how i can’t ever get poached eggs right and someone took time out of their day to send me tips on how to make them. they used their finite time on this planet to teach me how to poach an egg with no motivation other than helping a stranger have a better breakfast and if that isn’t proof humanity is worth saving i don’t know what is
was crying to a friend at a bar about leaving my academic program and this random woman came up to me and was like, “is it about a boy? tell me where he is. i’ll beat his ass.” and i was like omg no you’re so kind but it’s much weirder than that, i recently quit academia and i’m feeling extremely conflicted about it. she was nice but i fully expected her to leave because that’s a very niche thing and like hey, she was hanging out with her friends.
she sat down and spent the next several minutes telling me how it was all gonna work out and she knows my life is gonna be better now. just wait five years and i’ll see she’s right.
and i felt better about my specific problem, but i also felt better about a world where someone will see a stranger crying at a bar and her deepest instinct is to reach out and help.
The last time I was in the hospital to stay in. There was a lady in my ward who, when she overheard me talking to the doctor about Judaism, sat and woke up whenever I did and told me stories about her family and how they celebrated different Jewish holidays. She held my hand when I had to have different IVs.
When I saw spring awakening for the first time, the lady who sat on my row paid 58 pound on a cab to get me home because she saw me have a panic attack and didn’t want me hurt.
Humanity exists to breed humanity. The world is good sometimes.
Last semester, I had a science teacher who played music before class. I asked her what the name of the song was, and along with giving me the title, she also gave me the whole playlist where the song was from. It also had other songs she played before.
She’s not teaching in our school anymore, but when she emailed us our grades, she thanked me for being interested in her music taste and offered to give me recommendations if I needed it. She didn’t have to go or do that far, she didn’t even have to give me the playlist.
It feels nice; the playlist she sent me feels like I have a little piece of her.
The night before I left my study abroad in London, I ended up in the ER with a UTI. That was bad enough, but the real issue I was struggling with was that I was stressed to the max about how I was going to get to the airport the next morning, because the tube maps were still confusing to someone as directionally challenged as I am, and heaving suitcases up and down the stairs in the tube stations was difficult. This is relevant because, in the 6 or so hours that I spent in the waiting room for my test results, I befriended an elderly couple that was also there, and it turns out that their son was a cab driver. They promised me that he would be waiting outside my flat the next morning to take me to the airport. And you know what? He was. I got to the airport with time to spare and he helped me with my luggage and everything.
Another time, back in my home city, I was in danger of not being able to continue my schooling if my financial aid didn’t go through. Problem was, my university’s financial aid office is cruel and uncaring, and refused to return any of my calls or emails. I finally went to the office in person to ask them if my request for continued financial aid had been accepted, and they said, “Eh, we don’t know, we’ll get back to you.” Completely defeated, I found an out of the way hallway to cry in.
Only, it wasn’t as out of the way as I thought. Another student saw me crying, and came over to ask what was wrong. I explained the situation to her, and her face hardened. “Come with me,” she said, and she marched me back into the financial aid office and demanded the clerk actually go look at my file to see if my request had been submitted. Once they went and retrieved my file, she patted me on the shoulder, said, “Good luck,” and left. I never saw her again after that, though I wish I could have bought her a coffee at least. She went out of her way to help me and I never even learned her name. (My request had been accepted, btw. Weeks prior. They just didn’t feel like telling me.)
There really is goodness and kindness in the world, but it doesn’t stop with us in these moments. We always have to remember to pay it forward, however we can. If you ever have an opportunity where you can be kind, or you can turn the other way, be kind. Always choose to be kind.
Kindness is even in the little gestures! So often strangers will see someone taking a photo or selfie of friends and offer to take it for them. People will hold open a door out of courtesy, wish you well when you sneeze, leave room for you while driving, and cut in line at a store.
People create things for free, just to make others happy. People build upon patterns, make improvements, offer solutions, write up tutorials, everything! The human urge to create and to help is really beautiful to me.
When I was a student, I got a part-time job in a fancy chocolate shop, in the centre of the very touristic capital city I live in. One day, my dad popped by to say hi to me while walking his dog, except instead of talking with me (who was busy working), he got to chatting with a Japanese tourist, who ended up taking photographs of my dad and his dog in front of the shop, and said he’d send us the pictures.
Now this was already super sweet and funny, if not that unusual: that dog was a beautiful, impressive dog that often drew attention and compliments, and even before having her my dad always had a supernatural ability to just end up chatting with random people in the street. But a Japanese tourist here to take in the sights and buy souvenirs and luxury chocolates, photographing a random middle-aged dad in baggy pants and sandales and his dog amongst the beautiful old Western architecture… It was already amusing and notable enough that I’d remember that incident.
He did send the pics. By post, iirc, not even by e-mail – he kept the adress all the way until he got home, had those random photographs developed alongside his travel souvenir pictures, and went to the post office and sent those photos to the other side of the world, for some stranger he’d chatted with in messy English for five minutes on a sunny day.
They’re not particularly beautiful pictures, but they exist, and they are good quality because this man had an actual pro camera. This was before anyone in my family got to using smartphones, so these are some of the only pictures I have of my dad from that time period. Just a hanful of pics of my dad and his dog in the street in front of the chocolaterie I worked at for a couple years. They were pinned on my entrance wall in my flat for the past 6 years, and are currently preciously stored in a shoe box waiting to be pinned up again in the new place I just moved into. I treasure them dearly, and am filled daily with baffled marvel and gratefulness for this random Japanese tourist man’s kindness.
(I’m now think of trying to contact him and tell him thanks directly, but I’m 90% sure he only used snail mail and the envelope has been lost, and there’s no e-mail trace I can find.)
Welcome to the future, where you don’t own anything and the stuff you rent stops working once your phone has no signal.
App powered car? 🤦♀️
I wish people remembered the age old wisdom that if something doesn’t absolutely require an Internet connection to function, it shouldn’t be connected to the internet - same goes for apps.
WHY IS A CATFOOD DISPENSER CONNECTED TO THE INTERNET
Sometimes I’m glad that I’m too poor for my “cool future stuff” monkey brain to be set loose to buy stupid shit like this.
please please please do not buy into the Internet of Things. Digital displays for appliances are one thing, but you shouldn’t need the fucking internet to do your laundry or use the fridge.
I hope this is obvious, but this is a means for corporations to abuse privacy and gather metadata. The only reason I can imagine no one discussing this is because it’s obvious.
“Never trust a computer you can’t throw out the window”
- Steve Wozniak
I reblogged this a couple of weeks ago, and since then have seen a very sensible comment about IoT devices that went something like this:
“If a ‘smart domestic appliance‘ was correctly labelled as a ‘corporate-owned domestic spyware appliance‘, buyers might be less eager to have that appliance in their home.”
if radio silence ever gets a movie i want it to still be set in 2013. i want there to still be tumblr and welcome to nightvale references. it should still have the blissful cringe of the early 2010’s. that book makes me feel human in a way i cant express.
