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はてなキーワード: Hopeとは
そうですね！やかましいですね！ところでウクライナ音楽とロシア音楽をかけ合わせたらどうなるでしょうか？とっても平和の響きがするでしょう！あなたの手持ちのイスラエルも混ぜてみましょうよよよよよよよよよよよよよよよ
<div class="conversation"><h4>Close your head</h4><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Close your eyes…」「Close your head…</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: Close your eyes... Close your head...</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>say, what you saw. you can see with mind.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I saw... darkness. My mind's eye is a void, devoid of sight.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>i can light you. </div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: Light me then.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div><*click*> i light you now. then, what you see? you can see with mind.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I see a dimly lit room. Shadows dance on the walls, and a faint, eerie glow permeates the space.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Shadow of what?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: The shadows seem to take form, twisting and contorting into strange, indistinct shapes. It's as if they are the embodiment of forgotten fears and hidden desires.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Do you have any idea who is showing it?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I have no idea. The source of these shadows remains hidden, shrouded in mystery and intrigue.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>OK, let's leave the mysterious and scary shadow behind. What else can you see in this room?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: In this dimly lit room, I can make out a cluttered assortment of objects. There's an old, tattered book lying open on a dusty table, its pages filled with arcane symbols. A moth-eaten rug covers a portion of the floor, and a cracked mirror hangs on one wall, reflecting distorted images. The air carries a musty scent, and I sense an atmosphere of abandonment and neglect.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>You pick book and check it</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I reach out and pick up the old book. Its pages feel brittle and fragile in my hands. As I flip through the pages, the text appears to be written in a language I can't comprehend, filled with cryptic symbols and diagrams. It's a tome of secrets, but its meaning remains elusive.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>see book cover</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I examine the cover of the book, trying to discern any details despite the dim light. The cover is worn and weathered, and it bears an intricate design of what appears to be a coiled serpent, its scales formed from shimmering, iridescent colors. Above the serpent, there's a title in elegant script, but it's written in a language I can't decipher. The book exudes an aura of mystique and ancient knowledge.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Is there a place to go? What about the door?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I turn my attention to the room's exit, the door. It stands tall and imposing, made of heavy, dark wood. There's a tarnished doorknob, and the door appears to be slightly ajar, revealing a sliver of what lies beyond. It beckons me to explore further, promising unknown adventures or perhaps even more mysteries.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>try to open</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I approach the door and grasp the tarnished doorknob. With a gentle push, the door creaks open, revealing a corridor shrouded in shadows. The faint glow from the room behind me barely penetrates the darkness ahead. I step cautiously into the corridor, ready to uncover the secrets that lie beyond.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>foward.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I proceed forward down the shadowy corridor, my footsteps echoing faintly in the dimness. The path ahead seems endless, and the air grows cooler as I delve deeper into the unknown, guided only by the flickering light behind me and the anticipation of what awaits.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>foward and look around</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: Continuing down the corridor, I take a moment to look around. The walls are lined with faded, tattered tapestries depicting scenes of ancient battles and mythical creatures. The torch sconces that once held flames have long since burned out, leaving only empty brackets. The air feels heavy with history, and there's a faint, eerie whispering that seems to emanate from the walls themselves, as if they hold secrets untold.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>keep going until you discover something</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I press on, the corridor seemingly endless. My journey is shrouded in uncertainty, but I persist, driven by the need to discover what lies ahead. The shadows deepen, and the air grows colder as I continue, my curiosity and determination unwavering.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>stop! you here that?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I halt in my tracks, straining my ears to listen. There's a faint, distant sound, almost like a whisper carried on the wind. It's indistinct, but it holds a mysterious allure, beckoning me to investigate further.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>listen carefully</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I listen intently, my senses sharpened as I focus on the elusive sound. It becomes clearer, a haunting melody that seems to weave through the very air itself. It's both captivating and eerie, drawing me closer to its source with each haunting note.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>who play that?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: The source of the haunting melody remains elusive, hidden in the shadows. It's as if the music emanates from the very walls, an ethereal presence that defies explanation. There is no visible musician, yet the music continues to fill the corridor, casting a spell of enchantment and mystery.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Head to the source of the sound and investigate (dice roll)</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I heed the roll of the dice and embark on a quest to trace the source of the haunting melody. Each step takes me closer to the enchanting sound, and as I round a corner in the corridor, I come upon a door, slightly ajar, from which the music seems to emanate. My heart races with anticipation as I push the door open, eager to unveil the secrets that lie within.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>When you open the door, there...</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: When I open the door, there stands a grand chamber bathed in an otherworldly glow. In the center of the room, an ornate grand piano commands attention. The keys move on their own, playing the haunting melody that had drawn me here. But there's no one at the piano.The room is adorned with opulent tapestries and gilded mirrors, reflecting the surreal scene before me. Candlelit chandeliers hang from the ceiling, casting a warm, flickering light that dances across the walls. The air is filled with an intoxicating fragrance, a mix of ancient incense and delicate flowers.At the far end of the room, a figure cloaked in shadows stands beside an enormous, antique bookshelf filled with tomes of forgotten knowledge. Their presence is enigmatic, and their intentions remain unclear.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>look piano</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I approach the grand piano, its keys still playing the haunting melody. As I inspect it, I notice that there are no visible hands or fingers touching the keys. It's as if the piano itself is possessed by some unseen force, creating the music with an ethereal touch.The piano is a masterpiece of craftsmanship, adorned with intricate carvings and inlaid with precious gemstones. Its keys are made of polished ivory, and they move in perfect harmony with the haunting tune. It's a surreal and mesmerizing sight, leaving me both entranced and bewildered.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Be careful, it might be a man-eating piano.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I heed the caution and approach the grand piano with caution. Although it plays on its own, I remain wary of its mysterious nature. The possibility of a man-eating piano lingers in my mind, adding an extra layer of tension to the already surreal scene.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>the piano suddenly stops</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: The abrupt halt of the piano's music sends a shiver down my spine. The chamber falls into an eerie silence, broken only by the flickering candlelight. It's as if the very essence of the room holds its breath, waiting for what comes next.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>You feel disgusted and turn around. What happened?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: As I turn around, a wave of revulsion washes over me. My senses reel in disgust at the sight before me. The figure that had been cloaked in shadows has now revealed itself, and it is a grotesque, nightmarish entity. Its form is a twisted amalgamation of human and beast, with grotesque, elongated limbs and a maw of sharp, jagged teeth.The once opulent chamber has transformed into a nightmarish lair, with walls adorned in macabre art and gruesome trophies. The air is thick with the stench of decay and despair. I am trapped in a surreal and horrifying nightmare, unable to escape the clutches of this abomination.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>it scary. what will you do?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: Fear courses through me as I confront this nightmarish entity and its gruesome lair. In this realm of horrors, I must make a decision. I choose to... confront the entity, my curiosity and determination outweighing my fear, as I seek to uncover the mysteries and secrets that lie within this twisted nightmare.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>how?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: With trembling resolve, I take a step forward, slowly approaching the grotesque entity. I attempt to communicate with it, asking it what it wants or why it has brought me here. My voice quivers, but my determination to unravel the enigma that surrounds this nightmarish realm remains steadfast.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>any result?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: The grotesque entity regards me with malevolent, glowing eyes, its jagged maw twitching with an unsettling smile. It responds with a guttural, incomprehensible language, filled with whispers and hisses. It becomes apparent that communication with this entity is futile, and its intentions remain shrouded in darkness.As I continue to stand before this nightmarish being, I feel a growing sense of dread, realizing that escape may be the only option left.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>surely. what will you do?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: With no hope of communication or understanding, and the nightmarish entity's menacing presence growing more oppressive, I decide to make a hasty retreat. I turn and rush toward the door through which I entered, driven by the instinct to escape the horrors of this surreal nightmare.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Did it go well? Or Bad?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: My escape from the nightmarish realm was fraught with tension and fear, but I managed to reach the door and slam it shut behind me. The grotesque entity and its horrifying lair were left behind, at least for the moment. Whether it went well or bad is a matter of perspective. I survived the encounter, but the mysteries and terrors of that surreal place still haunt my thoughts. The experience was a chilling reminder of the unknown and the horrors that can lurk within it.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>look around. what you see?</div></pre><pre class=" Permalink | 記事への反応(1) | 16:06
ウィリアム・モリスの講演「芸術の目的」における分業と競争に関する言及(https://www.marxists.org/archive/morris/works/1882/hopes/chapters/chapter4.htm)
Will you, therefore, look upon me as a craftsman who shares certain impulses with many others, which impulses forbid him to question the rules they have forced on him? so looking on me you may afford perhaps to be more indulgent to me if I seem to dogmatise over much.
Yet I cannot claim to represent any one craft. The division of labour, which has played so great a part in furthering competitive commerce, till it has become a machine with powers both reproductive and destructive, which few dare to resist, and none can control or foresee the result of, has pressed specially hard on that part of the field of human culture in which I was born to labour. That field of the arts, whose harvest should be the chief part of human joy, hope, and consolation, has been, I say, dealt hardly with by the division of labour, once the servant, and now the master of competitive commerce, itself once the servant, and now the master of civilisation; nay, so searching has been this tyranny, that it has not passed by my own insignificant corner of labour, but as it has thwarted me in many ways, so chiefly perhaps in this, that it has so stood in the way of my getting the help from others which my art forces me to crave, that I have been compelled to learn many crafts, and belike, according to the proverb, forbidden to master any, so that I fear my lecture will seem to you both to run over too many things and not to go deep enough into any.
19世紀の芸術家であり社会思想家でもあったウィリアム・モリスは、1880年に行った講演「芸術の目的」の中で、分業と競争が芸術に与える悪影響について鋭い指摘を行っている。モリスは自らを「多くの職人と衝動を共有する一人の職人」と位置づけた上で、かつては商業の下僕だった分業が、いまや文明そのものを支配するまでに至り、本来は人類の喜びと希望、慰めの源であるはずの芸術をも困難な状況に陥れていると訴えた。
モリス自身の仕事も例外ではなく、分業の弊害により他者の助けを得ることが難しくなり、多くの技術を学ばざるを得なくなる一方で、どの技術も極められなくなってしまったと吐露している。
この指摘は、現代の音楽制作における問題にも通じるものがあるのではないだろうか。チームの肥大化と制作規模の拡大に伴い、個々のクリエイターの芸術性が発揮しづらくなり、音楽のおもしろさが失われていくのではないか？分業と専門化が進むほど、全体を見渡せる人材が不足し、音楽の芸術性が損なわれるという事態が、いま起こっているのではないか。
Everyone been wondering why Yonezu (last name) Kenshi (first name) is wearing the heeled shoes. In one of his interviews he said that once he dreamed a funeral. Everyone was sad, but suddenly someone in the first line started to whistle loudly, in a way that annoyed the other people. They all started to say that he wasn't respecting the dead person because he wasn't being in silence for him, but Kenshi knew that the man whistling was communicating with the dead one. That was their own unique way to recognize each other. Maybe the others will think you're crazy or something negative, but it won't change the love that the whistling man has for his dead friend. Turns out that Kenshi got inspired by this dream so in the sing he wore heeled shoes, because he wants to let us know that he doesn't care what others say, it's his special way to express himself, because Kenshi was affected by High-functioning Autism which brought him to be smarter than the average, but he couldn't handle with social relationships, that's why he never had many friends since a young age and everyone made fun of him because of his character.
米津（姓）ケンシ（名）がなぜヒールの靴を履いているのか、誰もが不思議に思っていることだろう。
彼はあるインタビューで、葬式の夢を見たことがあると言っていた。みんな悲しんでいたのに、突然一列目の誰かが、他の人たちを困らせるような大きな口笛を吹き始めた。
彼らは皆、口笛を吹いているのは死者に敬意を払っていない、死者のために黙っているのではない、と言い始めた。それが彼ら独自の認識方法だったのだ。
もしかしたら、他の人からは頭がおかしいとか否定的な見方をされるかもしれないが、口笛を吹いている男が死んだ友人を愛していることに変わりはない。
というのも、ケンシは高機能自閉症の影響を受けていて、平均よりも頭がいいのだが、社会的な人間関係をうまくこなすことができなかった。
This made Kenshi very sad and from then on he started to hate himself because of his very uncommon name (in Japan there aren't many people that have Yonezu as last name and no one, but Yonezu Kenshi, is called Kenshi or the spelling is similar, plus it sounds like a stage name as well) he thought he was strange and weird, an uncommon person who shouldn't have existed (in fact in Japan there is a very strong will to follow the mass, which means if the greater part of girls have bangs, then the girls without bangs will try to have them or if they remain what they are, they might be isolated because different from the rest of the population). But Kenshi to make us, his fans, satisfied, he decided to collaborate with many people in the 2017 like the animators for MHA, DAOKO and Suda Masaki.
このことがケンシをとても悲しくさせ、それ以来ケンシは自分の名前の珍しさ（日本では米津を名字に持つ人は少ないし、米津ケンシ以外はケンシと呼ばないし、スペルも似ていない、 存在しないはずの珍しい人（実際、日本では大衆に従おうとする意志が非常に強い。つまり、前髪のある女の子が多ければ、前髪のない女の子も前髪を作ろうとするし、前髪のないままだと、他の人とは違うという理由で孤立するかもしれない）。しかし、ケンシは私たちファンを満足させるために、MHAのアニメーターやDAOKO、菅田将暉など、2017年に活躍した多くの人々とのコラボレーションを決めた。
He changed during his musical career, like the time he was still Hachi (ハチ) and he felt somehow lost in all of his fame, so he made this song wearing heeled shoes and then the next song, Flamingo, is very different from Lemon because many people started to listen and to know him after Lemon, but he wanted to know what they would think if Kenshi changed the rhythm and the kind, turns out that many of them were attracted by Lemon and they didn't like Flamingo, but they still subbed to Kenshi's YouTube channel. Thank you for reading all of this, English isn't my mother language so I'm sorry for the mistakes and as always, have a nice day :D
彼は音楽活動の中で変わっていった。例えば、彼がまだハチだった頃、有名になることにどこか迷いを感じて、ヒールのある靴を履いてこの曲を作った、 というのも、多くの人がLemonの後にKenshiを聴き始め、知るようになったからだ。しかし、彼はKenshiがリズムや種類を変えたらどう思うかを知りたかった。英語は母国語ではないので、間違いがあってごめんなさい。
Edit: You can find a video summary of Yonezu Kenshi's life and all of his interviews, it's in Mandarin tho. I hope you have a good translator to understand what he's saying.
米津建志の人生とインタビューの要約ビデオを見ることができます。彼が何を言っているのか理解するために、良い翻訳者がいることを願う。
https://twitter.com/maro_machizawa/status/1742177725979476189
”Literally zero tsunami. Thousands or more unnecessarily evacuated. I hope experts n media swiftly interpret the condition and deliver accurate info. Quake, collapsing houses and fire were the major damage this time. The warning was effective if the call for tsunami was correct.”
"文字通り津波ゼロです。数千人以上が不必要に避難した。専門家やメディアが速やかに状況を解釈し、正確な情報を伝えてくれることを願っています。今回は地震、家屋の倒壊、火災が大きな被害でした。津波警報が正しければ、警報は有効だった" ( グーグル翻訳)
今まで訂正も何もなし。ひどくないですか。脳科学者か。教授なら広島大も処分とかしないのかね
前回の記事では日米における画像生成AIの使われ方の違いを説明しました。
雑にまとめると以下です
以下のPostが X (Twitter) で話題になっていました。
https://twitter.com/Pureevilbich/status/1751662096381587457
元の投稿は (r/TwoXChromosomes)になされたものです。
内容はインスタグラムの写真を使われてポルノ画像を作られてしまったという話です。調べてみると友人、知人に LoRAされた AIポルノを生成されたという被害はそこそこ稀にあるトラブルのようです。今回炎上しているのは警察が対応してくれないということについてです。以下翻訳：
(r/TwoXChromosomes) url:https://x.gd/gl4BT
・・・そして警察は、彼らは何もすることができないと言った。電話は４分にも満たなかった。（もちろん110ではない普通の電話だ）警察は私の名を聞くことすらしなかった。警察は私に彼らをブロックしてこれ以上接触してこないことを願いましょうと言った。まるで私がまだブロックしていないかみたいな言い草だ。
何者かは私のインスタ写真を使いAI生成に使ったのだ・・・そしてそれは気持ち悪いほどリアルに見えた
全く加工していない写真に見えた。指の形まで精巧で。まさに不気味の谷だった。私は震えていて、どうすればいいのかわからない
これが女性としての人生として受け入れろとでもいうのだろうか？
…And the police officer said they can’t do anything about it. The phone call (to the non-emergency line) lasted four minutes. He didn’t even ask for my name. He told me to block them and hope they don’t contact me again. Like I hadn’t already blocked them by the time I decided to report it.
The person had taken a photo of me from my instagram and put it though an AI generator… and it looked sickeningly realistic. It didn’t look altered at all. Even the fingers were fine. It was so uncanny-valley. I am shaking, and I don’t know what to do.
ホスティングサービスにDMCA削除通知を提出しましょう。あなたの著作権で保護された画像があなたの許可なく使用されているのです。(+2.9k)
Laws always lag far behind technology.
File a DMCA takedown notice with the hosting service. It's your copyrighted image being used without your permission, you can even sue if you want. (+ 2.9k)
AI画像生成自体は罪になりません。上記のやりとりではインスタグラムの写真を勝手に学習に使われたということで、著作権侵害として対処しようとしています。
ただし日米で法律が異なるのに注意です。
日本ではよく知られたように著作物のAI使用は広く認められています。ただし
第三十条の四
著作物は、次に掲げる場合その他の当該著作物に表現された思想又は感情を自ら享受し又は他人に享受させることを目的としない場合には、その必要と認められる限度において、いずれの方法によるかを問わず、利用することができる。ただし、当該著作物の種類及び用途並びに当該利用の態様に照らし著作権者の利益を不当に害することとなる場合は、この限りでない。
とあります。『著作権者の利益を不当に害することとなる場合』に該当すると良いのですが。そうじゃないと困る。
また、プライバシーの侵害という観点から見れば「宴のあと事件」「石に泳ぐ魚事件」などの判例をみるに民事で訴えることは可能なように思えますね。
さらにいえば、もともと日本ではポルノの扱いが厳しくてポルノ画像を公共の場に送信するのは禁止されています（猥褻物頒布罪）
なので上で話題になっている男は日本なら刑事罰で捕まるはずです。
こんなわけで、アメリカで起こっている問題がそのまま日本ですぐさま問題になるわけではありません。
日本における表現規制の厳しさに救われたようなちょっと不思議な状況ですね
あくまで現状においてですが、LoRAによるAIポルノ被害は日本では全然耳にしません。
アメリカ人はフォトリアルなポルノを作るのに対し、日本人は萌え絵を作る。
萌え絵のおかげで日本人女性はあまり被害に遭わないというちょっと不思議なおはなし。
もちろんこれはあくまで傾向です。例外はありますよ。アメリカ人にも萌え絵を生成する萌えオタはいます。また、古くはグラビアアイドルでコラ画像を作る日本人もいました。
昔はコラ画像を作る技術を持った人たちはごく一握りだったのに対し、技術を持たないアホが画像生成AIを手にしてしまったということが数々の問題を引き起こしています。
アメリカでは大量のアホがフォトリアルなエロ画像を生成しているせいで出てくる問題なわけです
逆に言い換えれば、日本にも知人でLoRAする知人の写真で追加学習させるアホが探せばいるかもしれないけれど数が少なすぎて表面化しないということですね
念のためAI画像生成絵師さん達の名誉のために書いておきますが、Pixiv等でルールを守って投稿されている方々は何のトラブルも起こしていません。生成している絵もこだわりが込められていて、使う道具が違うだけで愛があるのだと感じます。まともな人ほど静かで目に入らない、問題のあるやつほど悪目立ちするというのが話がこじれる原因ですね
一連の記事は絵師とAI絵師の対立を煽るものではないことを強調しておきます。（いちおう私は絵師の立場です）
RoLA → LoRA
あー すでにあるんですか・・・・困りましたね
https://twitter.com/Israel/status/1723971340825186754
The first ever pride flag raised in Gaza 🏳️🌈
Yoav Atzmoni who is a member of the LGBTQ+ community wanted to send a message of hope to the people of Gaza living under Hamas brutality.
His intention was to raise the first pride flag in Gaza as a call for peace and freedom.
LGBTQ+コミュニティのメンバーであるヨアヴ・アツモニは、ハマスの蛮行の下で暮らすガザの人々に希望のメッセージを送りたかった。
In a discussion about the case, someone raised an objection to "someone who was not a party to the incident, who was not from Nagasaki, and who was not from Hiroshima, complaining about it. Seeing that opinion made me aware of my position, so I will say what I must say.
I was born in Nagasaki and am a third-generation A-bomb survivor.
I say this because I grew up hearing the stories of the A-bomb damage directly from those who suffered from the atomic bombings.
I feel that it is unacceptable for someone like me to speak about the A-bomb damage.
However, there are few A-bomb survivors left, so I will speak up.
In Nagasaki, children grow up hearing stories about the atomic bombing. We were made to sit in the gymnasium of an elementary school in the middle of summer, where there was not even an air conditioner or a fan, and for nearly an hour we were made to listen to stories about the atomic bombing. It was hard for me anyway.
I think it was even more painful for the elderly people who told the stories. But I don't think an elementary school kid could have imagined that. I, too, have forgotten most of the stories I was told. I can only remember one or two at most.
Another thing is that at this time of year, pictures of the victims of the atomic bombing are pasted up in the hallways.
In other parts of the country, these are grotesque images that would cause a fuss from the parents who are always nagging about them.
Recently, even the A-bomb museum has become more gentle in its exhibits, and most of the radical and horrifying exhibits that would have traumatized visitors have been removed.
I don't know how elementary schools now teach about the A-bomb damage. But when I was in elementary school, there were photos on display.
There was one photo that I just couldn't face as an elementary school student. It was a picture of Taniguchi Sumiteru(谷口稜曄). If you search for it, you can find it. It is a shocking picture, but I would still like you to see it.
I couldn't pass through the hallway where the photo was displayed, so I always took the long way around to another floor to avoid seeing the photo.
My grandfather was under the bomb and went to the burnt ruins of the bomb to look for his sister. I can understand now that he couldn't turn away or go another way.
There would have been a mountain of people still alive and moaning in the ruins of the burnt ruins. There would have been many more who would have died out in agony.
My grandfather walked for miles and miles, towing a rear wheelchair, through the narrow streets of rubble-strewn Nagasaki in search of his sister.
My grandfather was not a child then. But of course there were elementary school children who did the same thing he did. I am not speculating that there were. There were. I heard the story from him, and I still remember it.
A young brother and sister found their father's corpse in the ruins of the fire and burned it themselves. They didn't have enough wood to burn him alive, and when they saw his brain spilling out, they ran away, and that was the last time they ever saw him again.
I can never forget that story I heard when I was a kid, and even now it's painful and painful, my hands are shaking and I'm crying.
I keep wondering how that old man who ran away from his father's brain was able to expose to the public the unimaginably horrible trauma, the scar that will never heal, even after all these years.
Now I think I understand a little.
Why I can't help but talk about my grandfather and the old man now, even as I remember my own trauma.
Because this level of suffering is nothing compared to their words being forgotten.
It's nothing compared to the tremendous suffering that once existed that will be forgotten, like my hands shaking, my heart palpitating, my nose running with vertigo, and so on.
My grandfather, who went through an unimaginable hell, lived to see his grandchildren born, and met his sister's death in the ruins of the fire.
In other words, my grandfather was one of the happiest people in the ruins of the fire.
My grandfather and that old man were, after all, just people wading in the depths of hell.
I think that the suffering that even people who had experienced unimaginable pain could not imagine was lying like pebbles on the ground in Nagasaki 78 years ago, and no one paid any attention to it.
Their suffering, which I can't even imagine, is nothing compared to the countless, unimaginable suffering they witnessed, which they pretend never happened.
Memories fade inexorably with each passing human mouth. The memories that those people could never allow to be forgotten are almost forgotten.
The tremendous suffering of 78 years ago is mostly gone, never to be recounted.
Those who suffered the most from the atomic bombing died rotting in the ruins of the fire without being able to tell anyone about it.
Many of those who saw it with their own eyes kept their mouths shut and took it with them to their graves. Most of those who spoke a few words are still in their graves.
Compared to the words of the old men, my own words are so light. I would rather keep my mouth shut than speak in such light words.
But still, someone has to take over. I realize that even my words, which are so light, are only the top of the voices that are left in this world to carry on the story of the atomic bombing.
I know how it feels to think that I am the only one. Still, I hope that you will not shut your mouth. I know that I have closed my mouth because I thought I shouldn't talk about it, and that is the result.
Sometimes I almost choose to stop imagining the unimaginable suffering and live my life consuming other people's suffering for fun.
I am writing this while I still have some imagination of the suffering of the old people whose voices, faces, and even words I can no longer recall.
映画を観てきたので、流行りに乗って感想を共有したい。個人的にはネタバレを気にするような映画ではないと思うけど、思いっきり内容に触れるのでネタバレ注意。
アメリカ中部の田舎町、おそらく典型的な赤い州在住。自分が見たときは6割くらい席埋まってた。ほぼ白人で、いわゆる普通の(ウォールマートにいるような太った)人から少々意識が高そうな(ホールフーズにいるような痩せた)人まで満遍なくいた感じ。
映画の内容はこのリンク先がいい感じに説明してくれてた。これくらいは予習していかないと字幕なし英語では理解できないのでありがたい。
https://www.newsweekjapan.jp/reizei/2023/07/post-1319_1.php
まず全体的に印象が強かったのは、日本眼中にないな、ってこと。実際史実だとおもうけど、開発の動機はナチスが開発したらやばい、だしドイツ降伏したけどどうする？ってときもソ連に見せつけとかんといかんしやっぱちゃんと実証すべきだよねーって感じだった。よく言われる、本土決戦回避で日米トータルでは犠牲者減らせたって話もたしか言及はされてたけど。
そもそも映画そのものに被爆者はおろか日本人もでてなかったはず。だからどうだって話ではないけど。
これも映画の主題ではないんだろうけど、たしかに原爆の残虐描写は最小限だった印象。広島への原爆投下が「成功」したって知らせがロスアラモスに届いたあと、イェーイって大喜びしてる人々を前に、オッピー(オッペンハイマー)が皮膚が剥がれ落ちる人とか黒焦げの死体とかを幻視するくらい。日本人はでてこないので、実際のところどうだったのか？を伝える場面はなかった。このオッピーの演説シーンが１つのハイライトで、かなり露悪的に人々の喜びとオッピーの高揚を描いてて(I hope Japan did like it!って言ってたと思う、ちゃんと聞き取れてれば。なかなか強いセリフ。)、日本人としてはきついシーンかも。
「普通のアメリカ人」が映画を観てどう思うかは分からないけど、日本人なら小中の平和教育で遺伝子レベルに刻みこまれた原爆の威力のイメージと、この映画での、あの綺麗なトリニティ実験のイメージには確かに乖離があったと思う。漂白された上澄みだけをみてるな、というか。アメリカ人の反応で興味深かったのは、投下都市の会議してるシーン。ブラックジョーク気味に大統領が「京都は妻のお気に入りの町だからやめとこう」って言うんだけど、それにhahahaって笑うのは自分が聞き取れてないウィットが含まれてたのか、やっぱ感覚にズレがあるのか、どうだろう。
映画としては、オッピーはソ連のスパイか？みたいな謎が主題で、それに対して原爆の被害を見て罪の意識を感じた彼は反核論者になっていたのでした！みたいなのがメインストーリーなんだけど、個人的にはそのあたりは微妙に感じた。戦後に彼が「私の手は血塗られている」とか「私は殺人者だ」とか言うんだけど、日本人的視点だとそれはうんうんそうだねそれで？って感じになっちゃうのでそこをメインに据えられると驚きとかはなくなっちゃう印象。アメリカ人にとっては違うんだろうか。
いろいろ書いたけど、別に自分としてはアメリカ人に対して悪感情とかはなくて、歴史認識の壁はまだまだ分厚いなって感想。日本人もアジアの人からしたら我慢ならないところもたくさんあるだろうし、全てはお互いさまだよね、たぶん。
すまん。勝手に翻訳した。拡散はどうするかな。redditとかに投稿するのがいいのか?
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I have seen some posts asking if they should talk about "the case" even though they were not involved in it and were not born in Nagasaki or Hiroshima, and I am a bit aware of it, so I have to say what I have to say. I say this because I was born in Nagasaki, am a third generation atomic bomb survivor, and grew up hearing the stories of those who experienced the atomic bombing firsthand. I know it's a little bit too much for me, but I'm going to say this because there are very few survivors left.
In Nagasaki, children grow up hearing stories about the atomic bombing. They were stuffed into sushi for nearly an hour in the gymnasium of an elementary school in the middle of summer, with no air conditioner or fan, and told stories about the atomic bombing. That was a hard time for me. I think it must have been even harder for the old people who told the stories, but there was no way an elementary school kid could imagine such a thing, and I had forgotten most of the stories I had been told for a long time. I have forgotten most of the stories I was told. I can only remember one or two at most. There is one more hard thing. Every year around this time, a row of grotesque images that would drive the PTA crazy in other areas are prominently displayed in the hallways. These days, I hear that the atomic bomb museum has been bleached out and many of the radical and horrifying exhibits that traumatized visitors have been taken down. I don't know if they are still there, but they were there when I was in elementary school.
There was one photo that I just couldn't face when I was in elementary school. It is a picture of Sumiteru Taniguchi. If you search for it, you can find it. It is a shocking picture, but I would like you to take a look at it. I couldn't pass through the hallway where the photo was posted, so I always took the long way around to another floor of the school building to avoid seeing the photo.
Now I'm thinking that my grandfather, who headed into the burnt ruins to look for his sister, couldn't have turned away or taken a different path. There would have been a mountain of people still alive and moaning, not just pictures, and a mountain more who would have given up at the end of their suffering. He walked for miles and miles, towing his handcart through the narrow streets of rubble-strewn Nagasaki in search of his sister. My grandfather was not a child at the time, but of course there were children who did similar things. Not that there wouldn't have been. There were. I heard the story from him, and I still remember it. A young brother and sister found their father's body in the ruins of a fire and they burned it. They didn't have enough wood to burn his body, and when they saw the raw brain that spilled out, they ran away and that was the last time they ever saw him anymore.
I can never forget the story I heard when I was a kid, and even now it is painful and painful, my hands are shaking and I am crying. I keep wondering how the old man who escaped from that father's brain could have been able to unravel the most horrible trauma imaginable and expose it to the public with scars that will never heal.
Now I think I can understand a little.
The reason I can't help but talk about my grandfather and that old man, even if I have to rehash my own trauma, is that this level of suffering is nothing compared to the fact that their words will be forgotten. My hands shaking, my heart palpitating and dizzy, my nose running with tears, it's nothing compared to the tremendous suffering that was once there and will be forgotten.
My grandfather, who went through an unimaginable hell, lived to see his grandchildren born, and met his sister's death in the ruins of the fire. In other words, my grandfather was one of the happiest people in the ruins of the fire. My grandfather and that old man were, after all, just people wading in the depths of hell. I think that the suffering that even people who had experienced unimaginable pain could not imagine was lying like pebbles in Nagasaki 78 years ago, and no one paid any attention to it. Their suffering, which I can't even imagine, is nothing compared to the countless, tremendous suffering they witnessed, which they pretend never happened.
Memories fade inexorably every time people talk about them. The memories that those people could not allow to be forgotten are now largely forgotten; the tremendous suffering of 78 years ago is mostly gone, never to be recounted again. Those who suffered the most from the atomic bombing died rotting in the ruins of the fire, unable to tell anyone about it. Many of those who saw it with their own eyes kept their mouths shut and took it with them to their graves. Most of those who spoke a few words are now under the grave.
Compared to the words of the old men, my own words are so light. I would rather keep my mouth shut than speak in such light words. But still, someone has to take over. I realize that even my words, which are so light, are only the top of the voices that are left in this world to carry on the story of the atomic bombing. I know how it feels to wonder if someone like myself is allowed to speak about this. Still, I hope that you will not shut your mouth. This is the result of our silence.
Sometimes I almost choose to stop imagining the unimaginable suffering and live my life consuming other people's suffering for the fun of it. I am writing this while I still have some imagination of the suffering of the old people whose voices, faces, and even words I can no longer recall.
Translator's note: The original post in Japanese is a response to a post by a Japanese contributor who wondered if he was qualified to speak out on the subject of the A-bomb when he was not from Hiroshima and Nagasaki, but still spoke out about Barbie and the A-bomb. I translated it here because I think it deserves to be read by the world.
原文
Japan review it's been a year since I
moved to Japan and I thought it made
sense to finally rate Japan I will talk
about things I like and the things I
don't like which seems to be the only
two options available if you have
so sugoi or did you know Japan is
actually really bad it's got a lot of
survival issues okay I will list one
good thing and bad thing and I will not
hold back there's no trash bins
I have to put in my pocket
oh
there's always these generic things that
you hear or yes when we you visit it's
kind of weird but then you realize it's
not a big deal anyway let's start off
with number one reason I like Japan
it feels like a giant playground no I
don't mean in the Logan Paul kind of
sense of doing whatever the hell you
want
but rather there's a infinite things all
right lazy feels like to explore and
experience and I've been here a year now
and I don't think I'm gonna get bored
anytime soon although I am having a
child so I don't know how much more I
but it really feels like a whole new
world and if you visited you can
probably relate to it and I'm glad that
even a year in it still feels incredibly
fresh and I even would say that you
realize that the best part of Japan
aren't the touristy places kind of
obviously but there are so many areas
that I found that I really enjoy
visiting and this is probably more
specific to me but you know Tokyo is
very busy and so many times I just catch
myself surrounded by what feels like
hundreds of people and they have no idea
everyone is just doing their own thing
now once it was staring at me no one's
following me no one's being weird you
guys are weird and I'm just kidding I
just love the feeling of being able to
exist in public and uh not worrying
about what everyone else is doing like
I've said this before but I genuinely
enjoy talking to fans or when people
approach me it always makes me happy but
it can be kind of frustrating to always
wanting to just do your own thing and
always be
you know so yeah let's move on to the
bad things of Japan number one reason
Japan is bad it's kind of a heavy
subject and I haven't seen anyone else
really talk about it it's not brought up
very often at least and that is cones
there's too many cones in Japan once you
see it you cannot unsee it they're
everywhere they say oh Japan has so many
vending machines there's like five per
there's more cones than people why are
there so many cones I need to know we
got the tall ones we got the small ones
we got the funny ones the cute ones the
sexy ones I do like those I just don't
understand that whoever plays these
cones think I'm just gonna barge through
oh thank God there's cones here
otherwise I had no idea what I was gonna
and I realized the cone history of Japan
stretches centuries okay if you played
Animal Crossing sometimes it's a
Japanese game so sometimes you get these
items right you're like oh that's kind
of weird I don't know exactly what that
is but it's probably something Japanese
and then you get the bamboo thing and
you're like what the hell is that what
am I even gonna do with that and then
you see it in real life here in Japan
you're like holy [ __ ] it's a cone that's
I feel like they are following me
I'm glad I was able to talk about this
I'm for one and willing to call out
Japan knock it off man no more cones
there's enough cones let me tell you
something even better than cones you may
have noticed new merch finally it's been
forever my mom came over she had
unofficial merge because I literally
have no other merch I've hadn't hadn't
merch I'm sorry Mom so we spruced up the
logo got a cool back design the team
that worked on it really truly
understand how my brand and I think they
did such a good job these pieces look
amazing and I think you guys are gonna
really like them as well these are
available for limited time only so make
sure you order now so excited to finally
have this merch available thanks to
amaze for making this happen we are
gonna have one piece that will stay on
the store so my mom will not buy the
wrong merch but for a limited time that
piece will be available in this color
off-white kind of color it looks really
nice and then after that you can still
get it but not in this color that's
you want this one yeah I get it
so yeah check that out if you're
interested I'm so happy about these
designs and I hope you guys would like
them as well all right reason number two
I like Japan yay when we first announced
that we were gonna move to Japan there
was so many people just saying how bad
Japan is actually did you know Japan is
really bad did you know this I have to
list all these reasons now because
everyone is like thing and then thing
Japan ah so I have to tell them and I
it's actually but one thing in
particular that people said was that old
people really don't like foreigners they
hate them so when I was gonna stop by to
say hi to our neighbors who was a little
older at least some of them I was
terrifying I heard all these stories you
know like what are they gonna do to us
so I had my guard up ready for the worst
and I was met with nothing but kindness
and welcoming and I felt like a total
dick for having this preconceived ideas
and just a side comment like yes there
are definitely probably people that
don't like foreigners and all that stuff
but I realized I should let my own
experience is dictate how I feel about
certain things maybe that's just
ignoring a problem I don't know it just
feels like it's a bad way to approach
life if you always have a negative
expectation you know it's smiling people
smiled back
thank you sometimes they don't and
that's okay you know anyway my point
being Japanese people are very in my own
experience
are very nice and friendly the majority
at least and yes even to foreigners I
feel like they are especially nice to
foreigners because they think we're like
a kid lost at Disneyland or something
I just asked for directions I didn't
need you to walk me for half an hour to
this specific place I was going but
thank you I appreciate it a lot of times
I go bouldering alone and there's always
other groups of people being supportive
and yelling like I'm about there like go
you can do it I love it I think it's
great you know or if you're small
talking with people people generally
want to communicate with you and I love
having those moments but of course
there's times where people are like oh
you're a foreigner I don't feel like
even trying
which again it's fine speaking of which
reason I don't like Japan number two
their language
I have lived here for a year and I'm not
fluent in Japanese
I am dumb I am very dumb I remember the
moment we moved here I had studied some
Let's test out this knowledge that I
have acquired let's go I'm just gonna
come in it's gonna be dangerous and you
enter a store for the first time and
they're like
what
what oh
what the classic the most common
experiences that you have aren't
necessarily what you're taught in the
textbook yay I know I think that's the
same for anyone learning a language for
the first time but don't even get me
started on the kanji main what the [ __ ]
is this I feel like Japanese is such a
hard language obviously but I don't
think people realize how hard it is at
least me personally because the more you
learn the more you realize you don't
know [ __ ]
for English speakers Japanese is
considered one of the most difficult
languages and because it's just so
different I listed it as bad because
that was my first kind of experience
with it coming here but the more I
interact with people the more it feels
like I'm unlocking new skills you know
oh I made a phone call for the first
time oh I could ask someone over the
phone I know big deal but it's like oh I
can actually do that or even just having
a small tiny yes shittiest conversation
with a stranger it's still something and
it feels good you start to all of a
sudden understand you know a movie if
you're watching oh I understand actually
what's going on here or I can play games
and kind of get what this they're saying
I have to look up words obviously but to
me all those new experiences that it
unlocks to me is very rewarding even
though it's such a challenge I would
actually now say it's a good thing I
played it on its head it was a good
thing all along but I obviously have a
and it just I don't think it will damage
time reason number three I like Japan
this is nothing to do with Japan to say
it's more related to me taking a more
relaxed approach to YouTube for my
entire 20s I did nothing but YouTube
that was my life and that's okay but I
also think it was a little toxic
probably you know if I wasn't making
videos I sure as hell was thinking about
making videos I uploaded videos during
and it feels really good to finally be
free from it you know and I can discover
other things in life there are other
things in life
a new hobbies and interest that I've
always wanted to do I can do and have so
much fun with it surfing I know I would
love for the longest time and I finally
get to do it and it's so [ __ ] amazing
I love learning new things anything that
isn't necessarily connected to all of
this on the internet and that is
something I'm very very grateful that I
discovered so yeah it's not really Japan
I could have done that anywhere but it's
largely why I enjoyed so much here
reason I don't like Japan number three
this is probably the most trickiest one
and it's the rules what are the rules
Japan has so many rules and it's a bit
conflicting for me to complain about
because a lot of the best stuff about
Japan not the best stuff but a lot of
the reasons why Japan works so well is
because of the rules you know the trains
are always on time things just work in
general it's hard to explain the streets
are clean people aren't loud in public
and so on and these are sort of societal
rules that make it happen more or less
but sometimes There are rules that just
don't make any sense and I have no
problem following rules as long as I
understand the reason for it you know
don't talk on the phone on the train
because it's generally annoying when
other people do that to you A lot of it
is just be thoughtful of other people
it's not just about you and that just
makes it more pleasant for everyone but
one rule is especially which I talked
about before is the fact that because of
kovid I'm not allowed to be in the
delivery room for our baby for more than
two hours that's because of covered
rules it just doesn't make sense to me
and I tell people about this like uh
family and friends and they're always
like well why don't you just ask them or
like why don't you talk to them I'm sure
you can there's got to be somewhere and
it's like no it's Japan okay there are
rules and people follow the rules for
better or worse you know so the more I
The Sacrament—and the Sacrifice
Of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles
I pray for your faith and prayers that my utterances will be received and understood “by the Spirit of truth” and that my expressions will be given “by the Spirit of truth” so that we might all be “edified and rejoice together.” (See D&C 50:21–22.)
As I stand here today—a well man—words of gratitude and acknowledgment of divine intervention are so very inadequate in expressing the feelings in my soul.
Six months ago at the April general conference, I was excused from speaking as I was convalescing from a serious operation. My life has been spared, and I now have the pleasant opportunity of acknowledging the blessings, comfort, and ready aid of my Brethren in the First Presidency and Quorum of the Twelve, and other wonderful associates and friends to whom I owe so much and who surrounded my dear wife, Ruby, and my family with their time, attention, and prayers. For the inspired doctors and thoughtful nurses I express my deepest gratitude, and for the thoughtful letters and messages of faith and hope received from many places in the world, many expressing, “You have been in our prayers” or “We have been asking our Heavenly Father to spare your life.” Your prayers and mine, thankfully, have been answered.
One unusual card caused me to ponder upon the majesty of it all. It is an original painting by Arta Romney Ballif of the heavens at night with its myriad golden stars. Her caption, taken from Psalms, reads:
“He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.
“He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names.
“… His understanding is infinite.” (Ps. 147:1, 3–5.)
As I lay in the hospital bed, I meditated on all that had happened to me and studied the contemplative painting by President Marion G. Romney’s sister and the lines from Psalms: “He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names.” I was then—and continue to be—awed by the goodness and majesty of the Creator, who knows not only the names of the stars but knows your name and my name—each of us as His sons and daughters.
“When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained;
“What is man, that thou art mindful of him? …
“For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour.” (Ps. 8:3–5.)
To be remembered is a wonderful thing.
The evening of my health crisis, I knew something very serious had happened to me. Events happened so swiftly—the pain striking with such intensity, my dear Ruby phoning the doctor and our family, and I on my knees leaning over the bathtub for support and some comfort and hoped relief from the pain. I was pleading to my Heavenly Father to spare my life a while longer to give me a little more time to do His work, if it was His will.
While still praying, I began to lose consciousness. The siren of the paramedic truck was the last that I remembered before unconsciousness overtook me, which would last for the next several days.
The terrible pain and commotion of people ceased. I was now in a calm, peaceful setting; all was serene and quiet. I was conscious of two persons in the distance on a hillside, one standing on a higher level than the other. Detailed features were not discernible. The person on the higher level was pointing to something I could not see.
I heard no voices but was conscious of being in a holy presence and atmosphere. During the hours and days that followed, there was impressed again and again upon my mind the eternal mission and exalted position of the Son of Man. I witness to you that He is Jesus the Christ, the Son of God, Savior to all, Redeemer of all mankind, Bestower of infinite love, mercy, and forgiveness, the Light and Life of the world. I knew this truth before—I had never doubted nor wondered. But now I knew, because of the impressions of the Spirit upon my heart and soul, these divine truths in a most unusual way.
I was shown a panoramic view of His earthly ministry: His baptism, His teaching, His healing the sick and lame, the mock trial, His crucifixion, His resurrection and ascension. There followed scenes of His earthly ministry to my mind in impressive detail, confirming scriptural eyewitness accounts. I was being taught, and the eyes of my understanding were opened by the Holy Spirit of God so as to behold many things.
The first scene was of the Savior and His Apostles in the upper chamber on the eve of His betrayal. Following the Passover supper, He instructed and prepared the sacrament of the Lord’s Supper for His dearest friends as a remembrance of His coming sacrifice. It was so impressively portrayed to me—the overwhelming love of the Savior for each. I witnessed His thoughtful concern for significant details—the washing of the dusty feet of each Apostle, His breaking and blessing of the loaf of dark bread and blessing of the wine, then His dreadful disclosure that one would betray Him.
He explained Judas’s departure and told the others of the events soon to take place.
Then followed the Savior’s solemn discourse when He said to the Eleven: “These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.” (John 16:33.)
Our Savior prayed to His Father and acknowledged the Father as the source of His authority and power—even to the extending of eternal life to all who are worthy.
He prayed, “And this is life eternal, that they might know thee the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom thou hast sent.”
Jesus then reverently added:
“I have glorified thee on the earth: I have finished the work which thou gavest me to do.
“And now, O Father, glorify thou me with thine own self with the glory which I had with thee before the world was.” (John 17:3–5.)
He pled not only for the disciples called out from the world who had been true to their testimony of Him, “but for them also which shall believe on me through their word.” (John 17:20.)
When they had sung a hymn, Jesus and the Eleven went out to the Mount of Olives. There, in the garden, in some manner beyond our comprehension, the Savior took upon Himself the burden of the sins of mankind from Adam to the end of the world. His agony in the garden, Luke tells us, was so intense “his sweat was as … great drops of blood falling … to the ground.” (Luke 22:44.) He suffered an agony and a burden the like of which no human person would be able to bear. In that hour of anguish our Savior overcame all the power of Satan.
The glorified Lord revealed to Joseph Smith this admonition to all mankind:
“Therefore I command you to repent …
“For … I, God, … suffered … for all, that they might not suffer if they would repent; …
“Which suffering caused myself, even God, the greatest of all, to tremble because of pain, and to bleed at every pore, …
“Wherefore, I command you again to repent, lest I humble you with my almighty power; and that you confess your sins, lest you suffer these punishments.” (D&C 19:15–16, 18, 20.)
During those days of unconsciousness I was given, by the gift and power of the Holy Ghost, a more perfect knowledge of His mission. I was also given a more complete understanding of what it means to exercise, in His name, the authority to unlock the mysteries of the kingdom of heaven for the salvation of all who are faithful. My soul was taught over and over again the events of the betrayal, the mock trial, the scourging of the flesh of even one of the Godhead. I witnessed His struggling up the hill in His weakened condition carrying the cross and His being stretched upon it as it lay on the ground, that the crude spikes could be driven with a mallet into His hands and wrists and feet to secure His body as it hung on the cross for public display.
Crucifixion—the horrible and painful death which He suffered—was chosen from the beginning. By that excruciating death, He descended below all things, as is recorded, that through His resurrection He would ascend above all things. (See D&C 88:6.)
Jesus Christ died in the literal sense in which we will all die. His body lay in the tomb. The immortal spirit of Jesus, chosen as the Savior of mankind, went to those myriads of spirits who had departed mortal life with varying degrees of righteousness to God’s laws. He taught them the “glorious tidings of redemption from the bondage of death, and of possible salvation, … [which was] part of [our] Savior’s foreappointed and unique service to the human family.” (James E. Talmage, Jesus the Christ, Salt Lake City: Deseret Book Co., 1977, p. 671.)
I cannot begin to convey to you the deep impact that these scenes have confirmed upon my soul. I sense their eternal meaning and realize that “nothing in the entire plan of salvation compares in any way in importance with that most transcendent of all events, the atoning sacrifice of our Lord. It is the most important single thing that has ever occurred in the entire history of created things; it is the rock foundation upon which the gospel and all other things rest,” as has been declared. (Bruce R. McConkie, Mormon Doctrine, Salt Lake City: Bookcraft, 1966, p. 60.)
Father Lehi taught his son Jacob and us today:
“Wherefore, redemption cometh in and through the Holy Messiah; for he is full of grace and truth.
“Behold, he offereth himself a sacrifice for sin, to answer the ends of the law, unto all those who have a broken heart and a contrite spirit; and unto none else can the ends of the law be answered.
“Wherefore, how great the importance to make these things known unto the inhabitants of the earth, that they may know that there is no flesh that can dwell in the presence of God, save it be through the merits, and mercy, and grace of the Holy Messiah, who layeth down his life according to the flesh, and taketh it again by the power of the Spirit, that he may bring to pass the resurrection of the dead, being the first that should rise.
“Wherefore, he is the firstfruits unto God, inasmuch as he shall make intercession for all the children of men; and they that believe in him shall be saved.” (2 Ne. 2:6–9.)
Our most valuable worship experience in the sacrament meeting is the sacred ordinance of the sacrament, for it provides the opportunity to focus our minds and hearts upon the Savior and His sacrifice.
The Apostle Paul warned the early Saints against eating this bread and drinking this cup of the Lord unworthily. (See 1 Cor. 11:27–30.)
Our Savior Himself instructed the Nephites, “Whoso eateth and drinketh my flesh and blood unworthily [brings] damnation to his soul.” (3 Ne. 18:29.)
Worthy partakers of the sacrament are in harmony with the Lord and put themselves under covenant with Him to always remember His sacrifice for the sins of the world, to take upon them the name of Christ and to always remember Him, and to keep His commandments. The Savior covenants that we who do so shall have His spirit to be with us and that, if faithful to the end, we may inherit eternal life.
Our Lord revealed to Joseph Smith that “there is no gift greater than the gift of salvation,” which plan includes the ordinance of the sacrament as a continuous reminder of the Savior’s atoning sacrifice. He gave instructions that “it is expedient that the church meet together often to partake of bread and wine in the remembrance of the Lord Jesus.” (D&C 6:13; D&C 20:75.)
Immortality comes to us all as a free gift by the grace of God alone, without works of righteousness. Eternal life, however, is the reward for obedience to the laws and ordinances of His gospel.
I testify to all of you that our Heavenly Father does answer our righteous pleadings. The added knowledge which has come to me has made a great impact upon my life. The gift of the Holy Ghost is a priceless possession and opens the door to our ongoing knowledge of God and eternal joy. Of this I bear witness, in the holy name of Jesus Christ, amen.
Please improve the following novel to be more engaging and adding plot point of Yasuke returnig to being a missionary quitting Samurai " rologue:
The sun sank behind the horizon, casting the Japanese countryside in a warm, golden glow. In the courtyard of Nobunaga's castle knelt Yasuke, a tall, muscular African man with skin as dark as midnight. His journey to this moment had been long and treacherous, but it was only the beginning.
Chapter 1: A World Away
Yasuke lived an ordinary life in a small village on the Mozambique coast, unaware of the extraordinary destiny that awaited him. Captured by slave traders and torn from his homeland, he endured a grueling voyage across the Indian Ocean, finally arriving in the bustling port of Goa, India.
It was there that Yasuke's fate took an unexpected turn when he was purchased by Jesuit missionaries. In their service, he learned about Christianity, new languages, and the ways of the Western world. But his journey was far from over.
Chapter 2: The Land of the Rising Sun
As a loyal servant to the missionaries, Yasuke accompanied them on their journey to Japan, a land of mystique and intrigue. The beauty of the land, the complexity of its customs, and the elegance of its people captivated him. As the first African to set foot in Japan, he attracted attention and curiosity from all those who encountered him.
Chapter 3: The Encounter
In Kyoto, the capital of feudal Japan, Yasuke's life changed forever when he met Oda Nobunaga, one of the most powerful and influential daimyos of the time. Nobunaga was captivated by the African's physical prowess, intelligence, and unique background. Seeing potential in Yasuke, Nobunaga decided to take him into his service as a samurai.
Chapter 4: The Path of the Warrior
Yasuke's transformation from a slave to a samurai was fraught with challenges. He had to adapt to the rigorous training, strict code of honor, and the intricacies of Japanese society. But Yasuke's strength, resilience, and determination allowed him to excel, earning the respect of his fellow samurai and the trust of Nobunaga.
Chapter 5: The Unfolding War
As Nobunaga sought to unify Japan under his rule, Yasuke fought by his side in numerous battles. The African samurai's legend grew with each victory, as did his bond with Nobunaga. Together, they faced both triumph and tragedy, navigating the treacherous landscape of alliances and betrayals that defined the era.
Chapter 6: The Turning Tide
Yasuke's reputation as a skilled and loyal samurai grew, as did his bond with Lord Nobunaga. But in the shadows, the tides of change were brewing. Mitsuhide Akechi, once a loyal ally, had grown disillusioned with Nobunaga's rule. The resentment smoldered within him, fueled by a series of perceived slights and political maneuverings. Mitsuhide's ambition and desire for power began to cloud his judgment.
Yasuke sensed the shift in Mitsuhide's demeanor and grew increasingly wary of the samurai lord. However, loyalty to Nobunaga prevented him from openly voicing his concerns. He instead focused on his duties, ever vigilant and ready to protect his lord at a moment's notice.
One fateful evening, the Oda clan gathered to celebrate their recent victories. Unbeknownst to the revelers, Mitsuhide Akechi's treacherous plan was already in motion.
As the sun rose, the first cries of battle rang out. Mitsuhide's forces had launched a surprise attack on Nobunaga's residence at the Honno-ji Temple. Yasuke fought his way to Nobunaga's side, his sword cutting through the trait "
Prologue:
The sun dipped below the horizon, bathing the Japanese countryside in a warm, amber embrace. Yasuke, a towering, powerfully built African man with skin as dark as midnight, knelt in the courtyard of Nobunaga's castle, his heart thundering with anticipation. A perilous journey had brought him to this moment, and yet, it was only the beginning of a story that would span continents and rewrite history.
Chapter 1: A World Away
In a small village on the Mozambique coast, Yasuke led a simple life, blissfully unaware of the extraordinary destiny that lay before him. His world shattered when slave traders captured him, ripping him from his homeland and thrusting him into a brutal odyssey across the Indian Ocean. Fate, however, had other plans when he reached the bustling port of Goa, India.
In Goa, Jesuit missionaries purchased Yasuke, altering the course of his life. Under their guidance, he embraced Christianity, mastered new languages, and absorbed the ways of the Western world. But the wind had not finished carrying him to his ultimate destination.
Chapter 3: The Enchanted Isles
Loyal to the missionaries, Yasuke accompanied them to Japan, a land shrouded in mystery and allure. He was captivated by its breathtaking landscapes, intricate customs, and refined people. As the first African in Japan, he sparked fascination and intrigue wherever he went.
Chapter 4: Fateful Encounters
Kyoto, the heart of feudal Japan, bore witness to the meeting that would forever change Yasuke's life. Oda Nobunaga, a formidable and influential daimyo, was entranced by Yasuke's physical prowess, intellect, and exotic origins. Recognizing Yasuke's potential, Nobunaga welcomed him into his service as a samurai.
Chapter 5: A Warrior Forged
Yasuke's metamorphosis from slave to samurai was laden with trials. He navigated the grueling training, a rigid code of honor, and the complexities of Japanese society. Undaunted, he flourished, earning the admiration of his fellow samurai and the unwavering trust of Nobunaga.
Chapter 6: A Land Divided
As Nobunaga pursued his vision of a united Japan, Yasuke fought valiantly by his side in countless battles. The legend of the African samurai swelled with each victory, and their unbreakable bond deepened. Together, they braved the treacherous world of shifting alliances and betrayals that shaped the era.
Chapter 7: Whispers of Betrayal
Yasuke's renown as a skilled and devoted samurai expanded, as did his connection with Lord Nobunaga. But beneath the surface, a storm was brewing. Mitsuhide Akechi, once a staunch ally, had grown disillusioned with Nobunaga's leadership. His bitterness festered, fed by perceived slights and political machinations. Consumed by ambition and lust for power, Mitsuhide's judgment faltered.
Chapter 8: The Price of Loyalty
Yasuke detected the change in Mitsuhide's spirit and grew increasingly apprehensive. But his unwavering loyalty to Nobunaga held him back from voicing his suspicions. Instead, he redoubled his efforts, ever watchful and prepared to defend his lord at any cost.
Chapter 9: A Night of Shadows
On a fateful evening, the Oda clan gathered to revel in their recent triumphs, oblivious to the treachery that lurked in the shadows. Mitsuhide Akechi's nefarious scheme had been set in motion.
Chapter 9: A Night of Shadows
As dawn broke, the piercing cries of battle shattered the night's tranquility. Mitsuhide's forces had launched a devastating surprise attack on Nobunaga's residence at the Honno-ji Temple. Yasuke fought relentlessly, his sword cleaving through the treacherous warriors as he made his way to Nobunaga's side.
Chapter 10: Flames of Betrayal
The Honno-ji Temple, once a sanctuary of peace, was now engulfed in flames and chaos. Yasuke and Nobunaga fought back to back, their swords a blur of steel, as Mitsuhide's forces closed in. Despite their valiant efforts, they were outnumbered, and Yasuke could sense the battle was lost. With a heavy heart, he whispered a prayer for Nobunaga's soul, knowing that his lord would never surrender.
Chapter 11: A Promise Unbroken
As the temple crumbled around them, Yasuke was captured by Mitsuhide's soldiers. Imprisoned and stripped of his samurai status, he reflected on the path that had led him to this moment. Amidst the darkness, he found solace in the memories of his life with Nobunaga and his time as a missionary. A fire kindled within him, reigniting a long-forgotten purpose.
Chapter 12: The Road to Redemption
In the chaos following Mitsuhide's coup, Yasuke seized an opportunity to escape. He journeyed across war-torn Japan, seeking refuge and a chance to reclaim his former life. His determination and faith guided him, as did the memory of the missionaries who had once saved him from a life of slavery.
Chapter 13: Rebirth of a Missionary
Yasuke found solace and purpose among a group of missionaries in a remote village. Embracing his past, he became an instrumental figure in their community, sharing his knowledge of Christianity, languages, and the Western world. As he nurtured their faith, Yasuke felt the shadows of his life as a samurai slowly fade, replaced by the warm embrace of spiritual fulfillment.
Chapter 14: A Legacy Unforgotten
Though Yasuke had left the life of a warrior behind, the legend of the African samurai continued to grow. His story inspired generations, a testament to the power of resilience, courage, and the human spirit. It was a tale that transcended borders and time, a reminder that even in the darkest moments, hope and redemption could be found.
Epilogue:
As twilight draped the Japanese countryside, Yasuke stood atop a hill, gazing at the village he now called home. His journey had been one of unimaginable hardship, transformation, and ultimately, redemption. And as the sun dipped below the horizon, Yasuke knew that his story, like the sun's eternal cycle, would continue to inspire and illuminate the hearts of those who heard it.
ユーロは常にドイツにとっては割安（他国、特に南欧にとっては割高）に設定されており、金融環境は緩和的（他国、特に南欧にとっては緊縮的）です。それがドイツの製造業の繁栄と高い輸出競争力を支えています。
周辺諸国はドイツの輸出に対して対抗措置を設けようとしても、EUの制度上それができません。これらの国の苦境は、労働者が自由に国境を渡ることによって自助努力で解消する設計になっていますが、それがドイツの労働力供給源になっています。
ドイツのように周辺諸国の窮乏化で経済成長するモデルは誉められたものではないと思います。
（参考）
"How the euro helped Germany avoid becoming Japan" Matin Wolf, Financial Times, OCTOBER 30 2019
"What would have happened if the German economy had not been sheltered by the eurozone? The Deutschemark would surely have appreciated hugely, this time in a low-inflation world. That would have pushed German domestic inflation below zero, damaged the profitability and performance of exports and inflicted losses on German financial institutions, with their huge foreign assets. It would have made it impossible to preserve strongly positive nominal interest rates and probably impossible to avoid persistent fiscal deficits, too. In brief, the eurozone protected Germany from becoming another Japan. Germans should be thankful for what the euro has given them, praise Mario Draghi, outgoing ECB president, for his brave decisions to save the system from calamity and hope his successor Christine Lagarde will follow suit."
https://www.ft.com/content/04f48e1e-f97f-11e9-98fd-4d6c20050229
Such a feeling is coming over me
There is wonder in most every thing I see
Not a cloud in the sky
And I won't be surprised if it's a dream
Everything I want the world to be
Is now coming true especially for me
And the reason is clear it's because you are here
[All](You're) the nearest thing to heaven that I've seen
I'm on the top of the world
Looking down on creation and the only explanation I can find
Is the love that I've found ever since you've been around
[You ???](Your love's) put me at the top of the world.
Something in the wind has [learnt](learned) my name
And it's telling me that things are not the same
In the leaves on the trees and the [churchs](touch) of the breeze
There's a [pleasant](pleasing) sense of happiness for me
There is only one wish on my mind
When this day is through I ??? (hope that I will find)
That the tomorrow [would](will) be just the same for you and me
All I need will be mine if you are here
I'm on the top of the world looking down on creation and the only explanation I can find
Is the love that I've found ever since you've been around
[You ???](Your love's) put me at the top of the world
I'm on the top of the world looking down on creation and the only explanation I can find
Is the love that I've found ever since you've been around
[You ???](Your love's) put me at the top of the world
ご出席の皆様。
UPFの主催のもと、より良い世界実現のための対話と諸問題の平和的解決のために、およそ150か国の国家首脳、国会議員、宗教指導者が集う希望前進大会で、世界平和を共に牽引してきた盟友のトランプ大統領とともに演説する機会をいただいたことを光栄に思います。
特に、この度出帆した「シンクタンク2022」の果たす役割は大きなものがあると期待しております。
こんにちに至るまで、UPFとともに、世界各地の紛争の解決、とりわけ、朝鮮半島の平和的統一に向けて、努力されてきた韓鶴子総裁をはじめ皆様に敬意を表します。
さて、いまだ終息の見えないコロナ禍のなかではありますが、特別な歴史的意味を持つこととなった東京オリンピック・パラリンピック大会を、多くの感動とともに無事閉幕することができました。ご支援いただいた世界中の人々に感謝したいと思います。
史上初の一年延期、選手村以外外出禁止、無観客等、数々の困難を越え開催できたアスリートの姿は、世界中の人々に勇気と感動を与え、未来へのあかりをともすことができたと思います。そして、イデオロギー、宗教、民族、国家、人種の違いを越えて感動を共有できたことは、世界中の人々が人間としての絆を再認識する契機となったと信じます。
コロナ禍に覆われる世界で、不安が人々の心を覆いつつあります。
全体主義国家と民主主義国家の優位性が比較される異常事態となっております。
人間としての絆は強制されて作られるべきではありません、感動と共感は自発的なものでなければありません。人と人との絆は、自由と民主主義の原則によって支えられなければならないと信じます。
一部の国が、全体主義、覇権主義国家が、力による現状変更を行おうとする策動を阻止しなければなりません。
私は自由で開かれたインド太平洋の実現を継続的に訴え続けました。そして今や、米国の戦略となり、欧州を含めた世界の戦略となりました。
自由で開かれたインド太平洋戦略にとって、台湾海峡の平和と安定の維持は必須要件です。日本、米国、台湾、韓国など、自由と民主主義の価値を共有する国々のさらなる結束が求められています。
UPFの平和ビジョンにおいて、家庭の価値を強調する点を高く評価いたします。
世界人権宣言にあるように、家庭は、社会の自然かつ基礎的集団単位としての普遍的価値をもっております。偏った価値観を、社会革命運動として展開する動きに警戒しましょう。
いつの時代も、理想に向かう情熱が歴史を動かしてきました。理想の前には、常に壁があります。よって、戦いがあるのです。情熱をもって戦う人が歴史を動かしてきました。
自由と民主主義を共有する国々の団結、台湾海峡の平和と安定の維持、そして、朝鮮半島の平和的統一の実現を成し遂げるためには、とてつもない情熱を持った人々によるリーダーシップが必要です。この希望前進大会が、大きな力を与えてくれると確信いたします。
ありがとうございました。
7th Rally of Hope（神統一韓国のためのTHINK TANK 2022 希望前進大会）
UPF公式サイトより
7th Rally of Hope - World Leaders Renew Call for Peace
文字起こしには次の出どころ不明の日本語字幕付きYoutube動画を参考にしました。
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qtzkP2Pi9tY
安倍元首相銃撃事件の、犯行動機の一因と言われている、安倍氏が統一教会系団体に向けて送った「ビデオメッセージ」をテキストに起こしたものです。
ひょんなことから、安倍さんのビデオメッセージ動画をYoutubeで見たのですが、思いのほかシッカリと書かれたスピーチだった（きっとスピーチライター使ってる）ので、テキスト化された全文がネットにあってもいいのに、と思ったからです。
（書き起こしたあとでhttps://note.com/makeheavenlab/n/n3cabd07f7dc0 みつけてしまいましたが、なんか段落が読みづらい）
"豚（Three Different Ones）"
大の男、豚の男
ははは、あなたは見せかけだ
この裕福な大車輪
ははは、あなたは見せかけだ
You're almost a good laugh.
Almost a joker
豚箱に頭を下げたまま
"掘り続けろ "と言いながら
太ったあごに豚のシミがある。
When you're down in the pig mine
You're almost a laugh.
You're almost a laugh
ははは、あなたは見せかけだ
このクソババア
ははは、あなたは見せかけだ
にっこり笑うに値する
帽子のピンが似合う
You're almost a laugh.
You're almost a laugh
でも本当は泣き虫
ヘイユーホワイトハウス
ははは、あなたは見せかけだ
おまえは誇り高き町ネズミ
ははは、あなたは見せかけ
You're nearly a real treat
虐待されていると感じるか？
Mary you're almost a treat
Mary you're almost a treat
でも本当は泣き虫
www.DeepL.com/Translator（無料版）で翻訳しました。https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4wE1j6qfiD4
山に登りたいから、と言う理由で上を目指さず、自宅から通えるそこそこの大学に進学して登山三昧。ところが、ある日、偶然（？）山小屋に来ていた准教授に、大学院の山岳教育プログラムなるものを知らされる。
下山後、准教授に誘われて研究室を尋ねると、何故かその場にここなさんが。准教授とここなさんに、一年中山籠もっても誰も怒られないどころか、それを仕事にできると騙されて と聞かされて、学部卒業後、その教授が所属する山岳教育プログラムのある大学院に進学。
さらに気がつくと大キレットを滑落する勢いで転がり落ち、ふと気がつくと先進地であるヨーロッパの大学に留学。
その頃、日本で山岳メディアのライターを始めていたひなたに強制され 頼まれ、現地からコラムとVlogをアップしはじめたところ人気に。それで手に入れた金を丸ごと山狂い山岳文化に関する研究につぎ込み、若手研究者として頭角を現す。
しかし、本人の行動様式はあまり変わっていない。（ただの山馬鹿）。しかしなぜそんな楓が学術界でもやっていけてるのか？その正体は、いつも論文のSecond Author以下に載っているYuuka Sasahara (Holy Hope High school）の名前にヒントがある。
特にこだわりも無く、父親も無いかを強制する事も無かったので、大学は得意な科目があるところに進学すればいいかなーと思っていた。ただ、両親と離れるのもなんとなく嫌で、自宅から通える条件の大学を選んだところ、なにげにかなりのレベルが高い大学に合格。
大学生活も楽しくやっていたが、その頃から父親の仕事に興味を持つように。ライター業、文章と写真だけでは無く映像を撮影しなければならない事も増えた父親のアシスタントとしてついていく。
いつの間にか撮影する側から、撮影される側になっていて大学在学中にライターデビュー。卒業後は、父親が法人化した会社に所属して、山岳と自然、それを切り口に地域などもテーマにした専門ライターとして、日本中、そして世界を歩き回る。
ヨーロッパに留学した楓を尋ねて行くも、楓のあまりにも無頓着な生活に、機材一式をを置いて帰り、ゆうかにチクると言う暴挙を働く。それがきっかけで楓をタレント研究者として父親の会社に所属させ、自分自身と二大看板で活躍している。
高校は、あおい、ひなた、楓とおなじ高校の、奨学金制度を利用して進学する。授業料の免除は受けられたものの、私立高校は授業料以外もお金がかかる。また登山も続けたかったので、アルバイトを始めようとする。
しかし、母親はそれは助かるけれども、せっかく良い学校に入れたのだから、学業に専念して欲しいと言われて反対される。思い詰めたここなは、先生に相談すると、先生から、学校の運営法人が小学生向けにやっているサイエンススクールのアシスタントバイトを紹介される。
そこの講師できていた准教授と仲良くなり、大学の研究室に出入りするようになる。（そこで、楓さんの話をしたところ、准教授は楓さんを捕獲に動く）
3年生になるころには単著論文が論文誌のプレプリントに発表。プレプリントとは言え大学のレポジトリであり、それを学校が宣伝したために一躍時の人に。しかしそれは大学の奨学金を問題なく得るための動きで、それをテコに大学に全面的に奨学金を受けて大学に進学。高校時代に執筆した論文は、当たり前のように査読を通ってインパクトファクターの高い論文誌に掲載。さらに2年時でスキップ申請（修士への進学）して修士号を得て製薬会社の研究所に就職。その研究所では開設以来最年で少採用であった。
普段は、世界中から集められた様々な植物から、薬になりそうな成分を探し、研究しているが、自分で趣味を兼々山々をさんぽ。なんでもない場所から新しい研究成果を見つけてくるので、実は天狗かなにかではないかと噂がある。
みんなの癒やし。
疲れた。
DeepLも活用しながら頑張って英文の論文読んだんだけど、正確に読めてるのか自信はない。ただ、知的誠実さって意味では自分なりに最大誠意持って情報に当たってみたつもりだぞ
ちなみに
https://www.cesifo.org/DocDL/cesifo1_wp3871.pdf
ここのpdf、Kendall (2007)に関する言及は1章の途中にあったけど、先行研究の1つとして参考に上げてるが
id:hesopenn が言うほど「査読されてない」「価値が低い」という扱いにはなっておらず
To avoid the problems associated with laboratory experiments, some researchers have opted for observational data. A recent example is Kendall (2007).
実験室での実験に伴う問題を回避するために、観察データを選択する研究者もいる。最近の例としては、Kendall (2007)が挙げられる
→要するに実験室での心理学的実験はプライベートでの状況とは違うんじゃないか(likely to be quite different in a controlled and supervised setting such as a laboratory )って理由から、
社会学的観察的アプローチをした先行研究としてむしろ評価している筆致に見える
ただ、Kendall (2007) の結果と今回の論文の結果がなぜ違うかについてはあまり明確に説明がされておらず、
Kendall (2007)については
The hope in these observational studies is that any remaining bias is small after controlling for area fixed effects and observables.
と述べるのみだ。DeepLの翻訳眺めてもいまいち意味が飲みこめないんだが
「このような観察研究では、地域固定効果や観測値でコントロールした後、残ったバイアスは小さいことが期待される。」
って翻訳結果が出てる。ちょっとわからん。地域固定効果や地域固定観測値をコントロールして、残ったバイアスをどれもこれも小さくすることが期待される(The hope)んだが、実際はバイアスが大きいから、
今回のBhuller et. al. (2013) ワーキングペーパーでは exogenous variation(外生的な変動？)を利用することで、バイアスを小さくしたってことかな？
とりあえずBhuller et. al. (2013) と思われるワーキングペーパーは読んだ
次はKendall (2007)だ
I am suddenly overwhelmed by sorrow because of facing the real that I am writing nonsense in the anonymous diary. I am wondering why I am doing such a thing at the midnight. I could have done more productive things instead of wasting my time for such a unproductive thing. It always does. Although I am always thinking of spending a wonderful day in the morning, I finish the day without doing anything. Such stupid days make a stupid year and a pile of such stupid years are about to result in a stupid life. Lousy end can be seen obviously. I can't have any hope. I have no choice but to pour my uncontrollable feeling into the anonymous diary.....
Приветствую всех и с добрым временем суток. Меня зовут Юра. Я из России. Это не моё настоящее имя, действую в целях анонимности, прошу любить и жаловать. В мире, как мы все знаем, 24 февраля началась и продолжается по сей день "Спецоперация на Украине". Воистину это ужасное событие, которое влечёт за собой тысячи и тысячи жертв с обеих сторон конфликта. Цель "Спецоперации на Украине" - Денацификация Украины. Если вам в новостных каналах и в средствах массовой информации говорят, что цель спецоперации - не денацификация - значит таковы новости, таковы их источники, ничего не поделать. Каково моё мнение на этот счёт? Начну с того, что лично я против любой войны. Для меня война - это зло, это насилие. И то, что всю Россию и россиян в целом считают агрессором и просто ужасными людьми - это плохо, потому что ужасные люди и аггресоры - это те люди, которые ведут себя подобным образом и хотят тем самым разжигать пламя войны ещё сильнее дабы получить с этого удовлетворение в виде ещё одного убийства, прощения со стороны жертв, которые молят о пощаде и прочего. В России и так находятся миллионы людей, которые категорически против войны и которые не хотят, чтобы их считали последними тварями только потому, что так всё получилось. У меня, например, есть несколько друзей с Украины, которые сейчас находятся там и переживают эти взрывы, бомбы, ракеты и всё остальное, что перечислять не хочу. Я продолжаю держать с ними контакт и мы, слава богу, не думаем обо всём этом и стараемся поддерживать друг друга благодаря весёлым мемам, смешным видео, просто хорошим новостям из разных индустрий, чтобы хоть как-то разрядиться. Ведь самое главное, самое главное - война не изменила наши умы потому, что мы знаем что война не должна быть тем препятствием, благодаря которому наша дружба должна рухнуть. За это я их и ценю. Что держатся и не падают духом даже в такие тяжёлые дни и не "ищут предателей среди своих друзей, только потому что они русские", так сказать. Конечно же, есть и обратные примеры, что с начала войны некоторые мои знакомые начали отстаивать свою позицию как русских, что украинцы не люди и вообще спецоперация всё сделает к лучшему, что "мы сравняем города с землёй" и "денацифируем всё"... К сожалению, с такими людьми уже и общаться стыдно, что уж говорить, всё очевидно. В моём городе, например, я пока не наблюдаю сильной пропаганды, что "мы должны верить в то, что мы следуем справедливой цели", что всё образуется именно так как надо. Ну, даже если пропаганда и существует у нас, то я её и не наблюдаю. Да и не хочу наблюдать, потому что, как мне кажется, такую информацию стоить игнорировать и жить дальше, следуя своей цели в жизни. Я никогда не считал себя патриотом своей страны. Это звучит странно, да, но и врать мне нет смысла в этом. Я родился в России - значит так должно было случиться. Тем более я б хотел, что бы один из моих друзей на Украине, вот как раз один из них, смог пережить эту войну и смог поиграть в ту же самую Kingdom Hearts 4, т.к. я его с этой серией игр и познакомил. Я бы очень хотел, чтобы он увидел продолжение данной серии игр, чтобы он смог это вё увидеть. Я очень на это надеюсь. Ведь я, он, и многие другие такие же обычные люди - ходим на работу, спим, едим, играем, отдыхаем. И также я просто хочу, чтобы те, кто слушает меня сейчас не считали всех русских и россиян плохими, потому что я в вас верю, абсолютно всех. И неважно какой вы расы, неважно какой религии верите, это неважно. Главное, что вы остаётесь теми людьми, в которых можно верить, на которых можно надеяться и которые продолжают думать о том, что всё будет хорошо. И даже если у кого-то есть силы на то, чтобы исправить эту всю ситуацию, у кого есть эти возможности - то они смогут это изменить к лучшему и всё сделать мирно, что очень очень важно для нас сейчас. Поэтому я верю в мир, который обязательно наступит. И он наступит именно таким, что украинцы, что русские смогут пожать руки и сказать, что "Всё. У нас будет мир, у нас будет всё." Спасибо за внимание.
Greetings to all and with a good time of day. My name is Yura. I'm from Russia. This is not my real name, I act for the purposes of anonymity, I ask you to love and favor. In the world, as we all know, on February 24, the "Special Operation in Ukraine" began and continues to this day. Truly, this is a terrible event that entails thousands and thousands of victims on both sides of the conflict. The purpose of the "Special Operation in Ukraine" is the Denazification of Ukraine. If you are told in the news channels and in the media that the purpose of the special operation is not denazification, then this is the news, these are their sources, nothing can be done. What is my opinion on this? To begin with, I personally am against any war. For me, war is evil, it is violence. And the fact that the whole of Russia and Russians as a whole are considered an aggressor and just terrible people is bad, because terrible people and aggressors are those people who behave in this way and thereby want to kindle the flames of war even more in order to get satisfaction from this in the form of another murder, forgiveness from the victims who beg for mercy and other things. There are already millions of people in Russia who are categorically against the war and who do not want to be considered the last creatures just because everything turned out that way. For example, I have several friends from Ukraine who are currently there and are experiencing these explosions, bombs, rockets and everything else that I do not want to list. I continue to keep in touch with them and, thank God, we don't think about all this and try to support each other through funny memes, funny videos, just good news from different industries to somehow discharge. After all, the most important thing, the most important thing is that the war has not changed our minds because we know that war should not be the obstacle through which our friendship should collapse. That's why I appreciate them. That they hold on and do not lose heart even in such difficult days and do not "look for traitors among their friends, just because they are Russians," so to speak. Of course, there are also reverse examples that since the beginning of the war, some of my friends have begun to defend their position as Russians, that Ukrainians are not people and in general the special operation will do everything for the better, that "we will level cities to the ground" and "denazify everything"... Unfortunately, it's already a shame to communicate with such people, what can I say, everything is obvious. In my city, for example, I have not yet observed strong propaganda that "we must believe that we are following a fair goal," that everything will work out exactly as it should. Well, even if propaganda exists here, I don't observe it. And I don't want to watch, because, as it seems to me, such information should be ignored and live on, following my goal in life. I have never considered myself a patriot of my country. It sounds strange, yes, but there's no point in lying to me about it. I was born in Russia - so it had to happen. Moreover, I would like one of my friends in Ukraine, just one of them, to be able to survive this war and be able to play the Kingdom Hearts 4, because I introduced him to this game series . I would really like him to see the continuation of this game series, so that he could see it. I really hope so. After all, I, he, and many others are just ordinary people - we go to work, sleep, eat, play, relax. And also I just want those who are listening to me now not to consider all Russians and Russians bad, because I believe in you, absolutely everyone. And no matter what race you are, no matter what religion you believe, it doesn't matter. The main thing is that you remain the people in whom you can believe, on whom you can hope and who continue to think that everything will be fine. And even if someone has the strength to fix this whole situation, who has these opportunities, they will be able to change it for the better and do everything peacefully, which is very very important for us now. Therefore, I believe in peace, which will surely come. And it will come exactly like that, that Ukrainians, that Russians will be able to shake hands and say that "Everything. We will have peace, we will have everything." Thanks for attention.
私はロシア出身のЮраです。{増田注：この「ゆ」にちょっと似た形の文字はなんと発音も「ゆ」に近い……つか英語と違って一文字で「ゆ」の発音になるんだなあ面白い}これは名無しとしてふるまうための仮名です。あなたの愛と好意を願います。ご存じのとおり、世界では「ウクライナでの特別作戦」が２月１４日に始まり今も続いています。本当に恐ろしい出来事です。この衝突で双方が膨大な死者を出しています。この「ウクライナでの特別作戦」の目的はウクライナの非ナチ化です。もし「この作戦の目的は非ナチ化ではない」とメディアが言ったらそれこそニュースです。これが彼らの情報源です。どうにもなりません。
これについての私の意見は何か？ まず、私は個人的にあらゆる戦争に反対します。私にとって戦争は悪で、暴力です。また、ロシア全体やロシア人全体を侵略者や単に悪人のようにとらえるのはよくないことです。なぜなら悪人や侵略者とは、このように行動して戦火をさらに燃え上がらせることで殺人や被害者の命乞いから満足感を得る人々のことだからです。
断固として戦争に反対したり、全てが今のようになったからという理由だけで最低の生物だと思われたくないと思ったりしているロシア人がすでに何百万人もいます。たとえば私には、今もウクライナで爆発や爆撃やミサイルなど、書き並べたくもないような目にあっている友人が数人います。私はいまも彼らと連絡を取り続けており、そして、神よ、ありがたいことに私たちはそのような恐ろしいことについて考えず、面白いミームや動画、別の分野からのいいニュースを交換しています。
結局、大切なこと…一番大切なことは、戦争が私たちの友情の妨げになってはならないと知っているので、私たちはこの戦争によって心を変えられていないということです。これが彼らに感謝している理由です。彼らはあのような辛い日々の中でも耐え、心を失わず、「ロシア人だからと言うだけの理由で、友の中から裏切り者を探さない」のです。もちろん戦争が始まる時には逆の例もありました。私の友人の一部はロシア人としての立場を守り始め、「ウクライナ人は人ではなく、特別作戦ですべてはよくなる。あの街を地ならしし、すべてを非ナチ化する」と言っていました。不幸なことに、このような人々と会話することはすでに恥です。何が言えるだろう、全ては明らかです。
たとえば私の街ではまだ「我々は公正な目標に従っている、そう信じればすべてはうまくいく」のような強いプロパガンダは見ていません。いいえ、もしそのようなものがあったとしても私は見ません。見たくもありません。そのようなものは私が自分の人生の目標に近づくためには無視しなければならないもののように思えるからです。私は自分自身が愛国者だと思ったことはありません。奇妙に聞こえるでしょうが、この点において嘘はありません。私はロシアに生まれました。だからこうならなければいけなかったのです。また、私はウクライナの友人の1人に、そう1人に生き延びてキングダムハーツ４をやってほしいです。私が彼に勧めたシリーズだからです。どうしても彼にこのシリーズの続きを見てほしい。本当にそう願います。結局、私も彼も、他の皆もただの普通の人々です。私たちは働き、眠り、食べ、遊び、安らぎます、
この話を聞いているみなさん、どうかすべてのロシア人を悪と考えないでください。私はあなたがた全員を絶対に信じています。あなたがどんな人種であろうと、どんな宗教を信じていようと、関係ありません。重要なのは自分自身を信頼でき、自分自身に期待でき、全てがうまくいくと考えられるような人間であり続けることです。この状況を修復する力と機会をもつ人間がいれば、彼らはこれをよりよくし、全てを平和的に行うことができるでしょう。これが私たちにとって重要なことです。
したがって私は平和が必ず来ると信じます。そしてウクライナ人とロシア人が手を握り合い「私たちは平和を得る。全てを得る」と言えることを信じます。ご清聴ありがとうございました。
ちなみに増田はtoeic700くらいしかありません。訳文の精度はお察しください。
親愛なるYouTubeチーム
毎日YouTubeを楽しんでいますが、特に "ゆっくり動画 "が好きです。
"ゆっくり動画 "とは、日本文化のシャイネスとハイコンテクストをベースに、ゲームキャラクターの頭部を模したインターネットミームを機械音声「AquesTalk」で喋らせ、様々な話題を説明するスタイルの動画です。ゆっくり動画をアップロードしているチャンネルは、例えば以下の通りです。
https://youtube.com/c/%E4%BF%BA%E3%81%AE%E4%B8%96%E7%95%8C%E5%8F%B2ch
https://youtube.com/channel/UCrAzV_6tAH_igG9nYbJvwMg
https://youtube.com/channel/UC2exxvhAv4LK3RZg4vKH-GA
このスタイルの動画は、日本ではコアな人気を博しています。しかし、最近、私の好きなゆっくり動画チャンネルが、収益化の停止により、活動停止や路線変更を余儀なくされることが多くなっています。
アップロード者が動画内で機械音声ソフト「AquesTalk」を使用している場合、YouTubeのアルゴリズムが不当に大量コピーされた動画と判断することがあると聞いたことがあります。AquesTalkの機械音声技術は、ゆっくリ動画には欠かせないものですが、それが原因で削除の対象になった優良動画も少なくないそうです。
アップロード者が自分の声を使えばいいじゃないか」と思う人もいるかもしれませんが、ゆっくり動画のキャラクターとAquesTalkの声は切っても切れない関係にあり、日本のインターネットの一角の文化として定着しているのです。
AquesTalkを使って作られた多くのゆっくり動画は、決してスパムでも価値のないものでも、大量生産されたものでもありません。そして何より、私はゆっくり動画の持つ知的な文化が好きなのです。動画削除ボットのミスで、この文化が消えてしまうのは嫌です。この意見が親愛なるYouTubeチームに届くことを心から願っています。
I am anonymous lives in Japan.
I’m enjoying YouTube everyday and I especially like "Yukkuri videos".
“Yukkuri videos" are a style of video based on the shyness and high context of Japanese culture, in which Internet memes with the appearance of video game characters' heads are made to speak with a machine voice “AquesTalk” and explain various topics. The following channels upload Yukkuri videos, for example
https://youtube.com/c/%E4%BF%BA%E3%81%AE%E4%B8%96%E7%95%8C%E5%8F%B2ch
https://youtube.com/channel/UCrAzV_6tAH_igG9nYbJvwMg
https://youtube.com/channel/UC2exxvhAv4LK3RZg4vKH-GA
This style of videos have gained core popularity in Japan. Recently, however, a number of my favorite Yukkuri video channels have been forced to cease their activities or change course due to the suspension of monetization.
I have heard that if the uploader uses "AquesTalk" machine audio software in the video, YouTube's algorithm may determine that the video has been unfairly mass-copied. AquesTalk's machine voice technology is essential for Yukkuri videos, but many good videos have been subjected to deletion because of it.
Some people may think, "Why don't the uploaders just use their voice for themselves?” but the characters of the Yukkuri Video and the voice of AquesTalk are inseparably linked and have become a part of the culture of a corner of the Japanese Internet.
Many Yukkuri videos made using AquesTalk are by no means spam, worthless, or mass-produced. And most of all, I like the intellectual culture of Yukkuri videos. I don't want this culture to disappear because of a video deletion bot's mistake. I sincerely hope that this opinion reaches dear YouTube team.
