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気になったので mrs green apple columbus videoでXを検索してみた。
さっさと燃え悪意がなかったと表明した後だからか、差別されているのが白人ではないからか、そこまで燃えてはいない。
海外では無名だからかワンピースや炎炎の消防隊がもらい事故してる。
Japanese music band Mrs. GREEN APPLE who did the opening, Inferno for Fire Force, has pulled their latest music video, "Columbus", after huge outrage for depicting themselves as explorers and the native people as monkeys.
The band has issued an apology stating that their intension was to depict these Historical figures having a "fun house party".
https://x.com/AniNewsAndFacts/status/1801564317902639251?t=6FJCAn3rIhYNSe8VS7oulg&s=19
オープニング曲『炎炎ノ消防隊』を担当した日本の音楽バンド、Mrs. GREEN APPLEは、自分たちを探検家、原住民を猿に見立てて描いたことに大きな怒りがあったため、最新ミュージックビデオ「コロンバス」を取り下げた。
Jpop band Mrs. Green Apple’s latest MV “Columbus” has been pulled just 1 day after release. The highly problematic video features the 3 band members dressed as Christopher Columbus colonizing apes
Can’t believe people thought this was a good idea…
https://x.com/Johnny_suputama/status/1801237032993218978?t=KYIHDLHAz0FTTvHLK050Bg&s=19
even as someone who cannot stand mrs green apple, making the music video for a song called "columbus" like this is astonishingly bad. this was aimed at a GLOBAL AUDIENCE. at least the MV is being wiped from history but why did no one question civilised explorers finding monkeys?!
https://x.com/poppinapathetic/status/1801159185180094966?t=N-qlc1B9Uf2_3JXPqapHrw&s=19
People saying conservatives were even shocked 🥴 this is one of the reasons why the Japanese market is so insular—they can get away with racist shit all the time and there’s no outside reaction bc of copyrights creating barriers for their artists content.
https://x.com/JIMINistrending/status/1801652146728817000?t=wlfWdmBdD6Ybz46fzikn4w&s=19
猿として描写されたと感じる人は怒っている様子
Japanese people depicting us as monkeys is crazy lol. Now if a Native band wanted to talk about them in the aftermath of Nagasaki and Hiroshima....nevermind. My people would never sink so low. 👎🏼
https://x.com/sneakinmohican/status/1801750066190823611?t=p8wvbwDTranEy786jywQog&s=19
｢日本人のバンドが人種差別的なことをしているのを見たので、広島と長崎を持ち出して日本人全体に人種差別的になるつもりだ｣
Watch bunch of fucking Twitter and TikTok morons use this as a Gotcha moment, to be racist towards the Japanese. Fully ignoring the fact that they were forced to apologize for the shit they did by the Japanese themselves.
"I seen a Japanese band do something Racist so I'm gonna bring up Hiroshima and Nagasaki, and be racist to the entirety of Japan"
~ Random Twitter/TikTok morons probably ~
https://x.com/JustsomeSpaceG1/status/1801755322752606350?t=QPFcnfErhISVE5bW4l4STg&s=19
It appears that the patreon page has been removed for violating the terms of the agreement.
The email from the operator was not clear, but it seems that it was due to the inclusion of loli content or content depicting non-consensual sexual intercourse.
訳
契約条件に違反したため、パトレオン ページが削除されたようです。
運営者からのメールは明確ではありませんでしたが、ロリコンテンツや合意のない性交を描写したコンテンツが含まれていたことが原因だったようです。
https://x.com/k_cross/status/1800608689642152268
基本的に規約とかって読んでもらえなかったり、読んでくれても「まあ大丈夫やろ」の精神でスルーされがちなので、
特定ジャンルの閲覧頻度が多かったら通して、特定ジャンルをかじってたらアクセスを弾くみたいなオーバーテクノロジーが欲しくなります
Bob the First, at the head of my long list of robins, having been killed by my pet owl, I very soon bought another. This one was not so gentle nor so handsome as Bob the First, his wings and his tail having their ends sawed off by contact with the wires of too small a cage.
Fearing that he might be lonely in my aviary with only rabbits, guineapigs, pet rats, and pigeons for company, I bought another robin called Dick. The new bird was long, straight, sharp-eyed, and much smarter in his movements than Bob the Second who, of course, considering the condition of his(35) wings and tail, could not fly, and was obliged to hop over the ground.
It was very amusing to see the two robins stare at each other. Both had probably been trapped young, for at that time the law against the keeping of wild birds in captivity was not enforced, and boys and men were perniciously active in their depredations among our beautiful wild beauties.
Bob the Second was very fond of stuffing himself, and he used to drive the pigeons from the most promising window ledges and partake freely of the food scattered about.
Poor Dick ran about the ground looking for worms, and not finding many, got desperate and flew up to the window ledge.
Bob lowered his head and flew at him with open bill. Dick snapped at him, hopped up to the food, and satisfied his hunger, Bob meanwhile standing at a little distance, a queer, pained thread of sound issuing from between his bill, “Peep, peep, peep!”
A robin is a most untidy bird while eating, and as often as Dick scattered a morsel of food outside the dish, Bob would spring forward and pick it up with a reproving air, as if he were saying, “What an extravagant fellow you are!”
Whenever a new bird enters an aviary, he has to find his place—he is just like a new-comer in a community of human beings. Bob, being alone, was in the lead when Dick came. Dick, having the stronger bird mind, promptly dethroned him. They were(36) very amusing birds. Indeed, I find something clownish and comical about all robins kept in captivity.
The wild bird seems to be more businesslike. The partly domesticated bird, having no anxiety about his food supply, indulges in all sorts of pranks. He is curious and fond of investigation, and runs swiftly at a new object, and as swiftly away from it, if it seems formidable to him.
The arrival of new birds in the aviary always greatly excited Bob, and he hopped about, chirping, strutting, raising his head feathers, and sometimes acting silly with his food, just like a foolish child trying to “show off” before strangers.
When I introduced a purple gallinule to him, Bob flew up into the air, and uttered a shriek of despair. He feared the gallinule, and hated the first Brazil cardinal I possessed, and was always sparring with him. One day I put a second cardinal into the aviary. Bob thought it was his old enemy, and ran full tilt at him. His face of ludicrous dismay as he discovered his mistake and turned away, was too much for me, and I burst out laughing at him. I don’t think he minded being made fun of. He flirted his tail and hopped away.
At one time Bob made up his mind that he would not eat crushed hemp-seed unless I mixed it with bread and milk, and he would throw it all out of his dish unless I made it in the way he liked.
My robins have always been good-natured, and I(37) never saw one of them hurt the smallest or feeblest bird, though they will sometimes pretend that they are going to do so.
When Bob took a sun-bath, any member of the family who happened to be near him would always be convulsed with laughter. He would stretch his legs far apart, stick out his ragged plumage, elevate his head feathers till he looked as if he had a bonnet on, and then half shut his eyes with the most ludicrous expression of robin bliss.
All birds look more or less absurd when taking sun-baths. They seem to have the power to make each feather stand out from its neighbor. I suppose this is done in order that the sun may get to every part of the skin.
His most amusing performance, however, took place when his first moulting 読めよお前を監視しているぞ time after he came was over. One by one his old, mutilated feathers dropped out, and finally new ones took their places. On a memorable day Bob discovered that he had a real tail with a white feather on each side of it, and a pair of good, serviceable wings. He gave a joyful cry, shook his tail as if he would uproot it, then spread his wings and lifted himself in the air. Hopping time was over. He was now a real bird, and he flew from one end of the aviary to the other with an unmistakable expression of robin ecstasy.
Most unfortunately, I had not a chance to study poor Dick’s character as fully as Bob’s, for I only had him a short time. Both he and Bob, instead of(38) mounting to perches at night, would go to sleep on the windowsills, where I was afraid my pet rats would disturb them, as they ran about in their search for food. Therefore, I went into the aviary every evening, and lifted them up to a comfortable place for the night, near the hot-water pipes. I would not put robins in a warm place now. They are hardy birds, and if given a sufficient quantity of nourishing food do not need a warm sleeping-place. If we only had a better food supply I believe we would have many more wild birds with us in winter in the Northern States and Canada than we have now.
Late one evening I went into the aviary to put my robins to bed. I could only find Bob—Dick was nowhere to be seen. My father and mother joined me in the search, and finally we found his poor, lifeless body near the entrance to the rats’ underground nest. His head had been eaten—poor, intelligent Dick; and in gazing at him, and at the abundance of food in the aviary, the fate of the rats was sealed.
I fed my birds hard-boiled egg mashed with bread crumbs, crushed hemp-seed, scalded cornmeal, bread and milk, prepared mockingbird food, soaked ant eggs, all kinds of mush or “porridge,” as we say in Canada, chopped beef, potato and gravy, vegetables cooked and raw, seeds and fruit, an almost incredible amount of green stuff, and many other things—and yet the rats had found it necessary to commit a murder.
(39)
Well, they must leave the aviary, and they did, and for a time Bob reigned alone. I did try to bring up a number of young robins given to me by children who rescued them from cats, or who found them on the ground unable to fly, but for a long time I had very hard luck with them.
Either the birds were diseased or I did not feed them properly. I have a fancy that I half starved them. Bird fanciers whom I consulted told me to be sure and not stuff my robins, for they were greedy birds. As long as I took their advice my young robins died. When I went to my canaries for advice I saw that the parents watched the tiny heads folded like flowers too heavy for their stalks, over the little warm bodies in the nests.
The instant a head was raised the mother or father put a mouthful of warm egg-food in it. The little ones got all they would eat—indeed, the father, with food dripping from his mouth, would coax his nestlings to take just one beakful more. I smiled broadly and began to give my robins all the worms they wanted, and then they lived.
The bringing up of young birds is intensely interesting. I found that one reason why early summer is the favorite time for nest-making is because one has the short nights then. Parents can feed their young quite late in the evening and be up by early daylight to fill the little crops again. Robins are birds that like to sit up late, and are always the last to go to bed in the aviary.
(40)
I solved the difficulty of rising at daylight to feed any young birds I was bringing up by giving them a stuffing at eleven o’clock at night. Then I did not have to rise till nearly eight.
This, of course, was for healthy birds. If I had a sick guineapig, rabbit, or bird, I never hesitated to get up many times during the night, for I have a theory that men and women who cannot or will not undertake the moral responsibility of bringing up children, should at least assist in the rearing of some created thing, if it is only a bird. Otherwise they become egotistical and absorbed in self.
Betsy and Solomon lived happily through that winter and spring, and before summer came we had made up our minds to return to the East. What should we do with the owls? They would be a great deal of trouble to some one. They required an immense amount of petting, and a frequent supply of perfectly fresh meat. No matter how busy we were, one of us had to go to the butcher every other day.
We began to inquire among our friends who would like a nice, affectionate pair of owls? There seemed no great eagerness on the part of any one to(23) take the pets we so much valued. Plans for their future worried me so much that at last I said to my sister, “We will take them East with us.”
The owls, who were to take so long a journey, became objects of interest to our friends, and at a farewell tea given to us, a smartly dressed young man vowed that he must take leave of Solomon and Betsy. Calling for a broom, he slowly passed it to and fro over the carpet before them, while they sat looking at him with lifted ear tufts that betrayed great interest in his movements.
We trembled a little in view of our past moving experiences, but we were devoted to the little creatures and, when the time came, we cheerfully boarded the overland train at Oakland.
We had with us Betsy and Solomon in their large cage, and in a little cage a pair of strawberry finches, so called because their breasts are dotted like a strawberry. A friend had requested us to bring them East for her. We had also a dog—not Teddy, that had only been lent to us; but our own Irish setter Nita, one of the most lovable and interesting animals that I have ever owned.
The chipmunk was no longer with us. He had not seemed happy in the aviary—indeed, he lay down in it and threw me a cunning look, as if to say, “I will die if you don’t let me out of this.” So I gave him the freedom of the house. That pleased him, and for a few days he was very diligent in assisting us with our housekeeping by picking(24) all the crumbs off the floors and eating them. Then he disappeared, and I hope was happy ever after among the superb oak trees of the university grounds close to us.
When we started for the East, the pets, of course, had to go into the baggage car, and I must say here for the benefit of those persons who wish to travel with animals and birds, that there is good accommodation for them on overland trains. Sometimes we bought tickets for them, sometimes they had to go in an express car, sometimes we tipped the baggagemasters, but the sums spent were not exorbitant, and we found everywhere provision made for pets. You cannot take them in your rooms in hotels, but there is a place for them somewhere, and they will be brought to you whenever you wish to see them, or to give them exercise. We were on several different railway lines, and visited eight different cities, and the dog and birds, upon arriving in eastern Canada, seemed none the worse for their trip.
However, I would not by any means encourage the transportation of animals. Indeed, my feelings on the subject, since I understand the horrors animals and birds endure while being whirled from one place to another, are rather too strong for utterance. I would only say that in a case like mine, where separation between an owner and pets would mean unhappiness, it is better for both to endure a few days or weeks of travel. Then the case of animals(25) and birds traveling with some one who sees and encourages them every day is different from the case of unfortunate creatures sent off alone.
Our Nita was taken out of the car at every station where it was possible to exercise her, and one of us would run into restaurants along the route to obtain fresh meat for the owls. Their cage was closely covered, but whenever they heard us coming they hooted, and as no one seemed to guess what they were, they created a great deal of interest. My sister and I were amused one evening in Salt Lake City to see a man bending over the cage with an air of perplexity.
“They must be pollies,” he said at last, and yet his face showed that he did not think those were parrot noises issuing from within.
I remember one evening on arriving in Albany, New York, causing slight consternation in the hotel by a demand for raw meat. We hastened to explain that we did not want it for ourselves, and finally obtained what we wished.
As soon as we arrived home in Halifax, Nova Scotia, the owls were put downstairs in a nice, dry basement. They soon found their way upstairs, where the whole family was prepared to welcome them on account of their pretty ways and their love for caresses.
Strange to say, they took a liking to my father, who did not notice them particularly, and a mischievous dislike to my mother, who was disposed to(26) pet them. They used to fly on her head whenever they saw her. Their little claws were sharp and unpleasant to her scalp. We could not imagine why they selected her head unless it was that her gray hair attracted them. However, we had a French Acadian maid called Lizzie, whose hair was jet black, and they disliked her even more than they did my mother.
Lizzie, to get to her storeroom, had to cross the furnace-room where the owls usually were, and she soon began to complain bitterly of them.
“Dey watch me,” she said indignantly, “dey fly on my head, dey scratch me, an’ pull out my hairpins, an’ make my head sore.”
“Why don’t you push them off, Lizzie?” I asked, “they are only tiny things.”
“Dey won’t go—dey hold on an’ beat me,” she replied, and soon the poor girl had to arm herself with a switch when she went near them.
Lizzie was a descendant of the veritable Acadians mentioned in Longfellow’s “Evangeline,” of whom there are several thousand in Nova Scotia. My mother was attached to her, and at last she said, “I will not have Lizzie worried. Bring the owls up in my bathroom.”
There they seemed perfectly happy, sitting watching the sparrows from the window and teasing my long-suffering mother, who was obliged to give up using gas in this bathroom, for very often the owls put it out by flying at it.
(27)
One never heard them coming. I did not before this realize how noiseless the flight of an owl is. One did not dream they were near till there was a breath of air fanning one’s cheek. After we gave up the gas, for fear they would burn themselves, we decided to use a candle. It was absolutely necessary to have an unshaded light, for they would perch on any globe shading a flame, and would burn their feet.
The candle was more fun for them than the gas, for it had a smaller flame, and was more easily extinguished, and usually on entering the room, away would go the light, and we would hear in the corner a laughing voice, saying “Too, who, who, who, who!”
The best joke of all for the owls was to put out the candle when one was taking a bath, and I must say I heard considerable grumbling from the family on the subject. It seemed impossible to shade the light from them, and to find one’s self in the dark in the midst of a good splash, to have to emerge from the tub, dripping and cross, and search for matches, was certainly not calculated to add to one’s affection for Solomon and Betsy. However, they were members of the family, and as George Eliot says, “The members of your family are like the nose on your face—you have got to put up with it, seeing you can’t get rid of it.”
Alas! the time soon came when we had to lament the death of one of our troublesome but beloved pets.
Betsy one day partook heartily of a raw fish head,(28) and in spite of remedies applied, sickened rapidly and sank into a dying condition.
I was surprised to find what a hold the little thing had taken on my affection. When her soft, gray body became cold, I held her in my hand close to the fire and, with tears in my eyes, wished for a miracle to restore her to health.
She lay quietly until just before she died. Then she opened her eyes and I called to the other members of the family to come and see their strange expression. They became luminous and beautiful, and dilated in a peculiar way. We hear of the eyes of dying persons lighting up wonderfully, and this strange illumination of little Betsy’s eyes reminded me of such cases.
Even after death she lay with those wide-open eyes, and feeling that I had lost a friend, I put down her little dead body. It was impossible for me to conceal my emotion, and my mother, who had quite forgotten Betsy’s hostility to her, generously took the little feathered creature to a taxidermist.
I may say that Betsy was the first and last bird I shall ever have stuffed. I dare say the man did the work as well as it could be done, but I gazed in dismay at my Betsy when she came home. That stiff little creature sitting on a stick, with glazed eyes and motionless body, could not be the pretty little bird whose every motion was grace. Ever since the day of Betsy’s death, I can feel no admiration for a dead bird. Indeed, I turn sometimes with a shudder(29) from the agonized postures, the horrible eyes of birds in my sister women’s hats—and yet I used to wear them myself. My present conviction shows what education will do. If you like and study live birds, you won’t want to wear dead ones.
After Betsy’s death Solomon seemed so lonely that I resolved to buy him a companion. I chose a robin, and bought him for two dollars from a woman who kept a small shop. A naturalist friend warned me that I would have trouble, but I said remonstratingly, “My owl is not like other owls. He has been brought up like a baby. He does not know that his ancestors killed little birds.”
Alas! When my robin had got beautifully tame, when he would hop about after me, and put his pretty head on one side while I dug in the earth for worms for him, when he was apparently on the best of terms with Sollie, I came home one day to a dreadful discovery. Sollie was flying about with the robin’s body firmly clutched in one claw. He had killed and partly eaten him. I caught him, took the robin away from him, and upbraided him severely.
“Too, who, who, who who,” he said—apologetically, it seemed to me, “instinct was too strong for me. I got tired of playing with him, and thought I would see what he tasted like.”
I could not say too much to him. What about the innocent lambs and calves, of which Sollie’s owners had partaken?
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I had a fine large place in the basement for keeping pets, with an earth floor, and a number of windows, and I did not propose to have Sollie murder all the birds I might acquire. So, one end of this room was wired off for him. He had a window in this cage overlooking the garden, and it was large enough for me to go in and walk about, while talking to him. He seemed happy enough there, and while gazing into the garden or watching the rabbits, guineapigs, and other pets in the large part of the room, often indulged in long, contented spells of cooing—not hooting.
In 1902 I was obliged to leave him for a six months’ trip to Europe. He was much petted by my sister, and I think spent most of his time upstairs with the family. When I returned home I brought, among other birds, a handsome Brazil cardinal. I stood admiring him as he stepped out of his traveling cage and flew around the aviary. Unfortunately, instead of choosing a perch, he flattened himself against the wire netting in Sollie’s corner.
I was looking right at him and the owl, and I never saw anything but lightning equal the celerity of Sollie’s flight, as he precipitated himself against the netting and caught at my cardinal’s showy red crest. The cardinal screamed like a baby, and I ran to release him, marveling that the owl could so insinuate his little claws through the fine mesh of the wire. However, he could do it, and he gripped the struggling cardinal by the long, hair-like(31) topknot, until I uncurled the wicked little claws. A bunch of red feathers fell to the ground, and the dismayed cardinal flew into a corner.
“Sollie,” I said, going into his cage and taking him in my hand, “how could you be so cruel to that new bird?”
“Oh, coo, coo, coo, coo,” he replied in a delightfully soft little voice, and gently resting his naughty little beak against my face. “You had better come upstairs,” I said, “I am afraid to leave you down here with that poor cardinal. You will be catching him again.”
He cooed once more. This just suited him, and he spent the rest of his life in regions above. I knew that he would probably not live as long in captivity as he would have done if his lot had been cast in the California foothills. His life was too unnatural. In their native state, owls eat their prey whole, and after a time disgorge pellets of bones, feathers, hairs, and scales, the remnants of food that cannot be digested.
My owls, on account of their upbringing, wanted their food cleaned for them. Betsy, one day, after much persuasion, swallowed a mouse to oblige me, but she was such a dismal picture as she sat for a long time with the tail hanging out of her beak that I never offered her another.
I tried to keep Solomon in condition by giving him, or forcing him to take, foreign substances, but my plan only worked for a time.
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I always dreaded the inevitable, and one winter day in 1903 I looked sharply at him, as he called to me when I entered the house after being away for a few hours. “That bird is ill!” I said.
No other member of the family saw any change in him, but when one keeps birds and becomes familiar with the appearance of each one, they all have different facial and bodily expressions, and one becomes extremely susceptible to the slightest change. As I examined Sollie, my heart sank within me, and I began to inquire what he had been eating. He had partaken freely of boiled egg, meat, and charcoal. I gave him a dose of olive oil, and I must say that the best bird or beast to take medicine is an owl. Neither he nor Betsy ever objected in the l
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Frankfurt Radio Symphony Live: John Storgårds & Martin Helmchen with Bach/Webern, Mozart & Bruckner
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w4L1FGyiFVQ
2024/05/25 に公開予定
Johann Sebastian Bach/Anton Webern:
Ricercar a 6
Klavierkonzert D-Dur KV 451
Anton Bruckner:
6. Sinfonie
hr-Sinfonieorchester – Frankfurt Radio Symphony
Martin Helmchen, Klavier
John Storgårds, Dirigent
Alte Oper Frankfurt, 24. Mai 2024
John Storgårds und Martin Helmchen zu Gast beim hr-Sinfonieorchester mit einer bekannten Bach-Bearbeitung Anton Weberns, einem eher wenig beachteten, mit feinsinnigen Überraschungen aufwartenden Mozart-Klavierkonzert und Bruckners ebenfalls nicht eben häufig zu hörender 6. Sinfonie.
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John Storgårds and Martin Helmchen are guests of the Frankfurt Radio Symphony with a well-known Bach arrangement by Anton Webern, a piano concerto by Mozart that has received little attention but offers subtle surprises, and Bruckner's Symphony No. 6, which is also not often heard.
真面目に議論するなら、お好み焼きをクラスとするかも怪しくなる。
オフトピだがね。
オブジェクト指向が栄華を極めたあの時代、責任、関心、主体性、凝集、アイデンティティ、is-a has-a、… 研究者やギーク、仙人らによって、あらゆる説明がされたが、結局、オブジェクト指向は現実世界を捉える人間の感覚の応用でしかなかった。
「モノ」と思える奴をクラスにすればいい。
それ以上でも以下でもなく、あとはプログラミングの構造を整理するために有効に使えるケース・バイ・ケースの妥協点を探すことになる。どうモデリングすべきかの議論は収穫が少ない。いや、極めれば霧の向こうで信じがたい洞察を垣間見れる可能性はあるにはあるが…、しかし多人数でソフトウェアを維持管理するのが正解だと分かった今、属人性を排除するためには霊感を説明するよりシンプルに留めるのがベスト・プラクティスだ。
プログラマーの関心が関数型に移ったのは、そういう経緯もある。数学をバックグラウンドに持つ関数型言語をバックグラウンドにする方が、ミーハーな技術屋連中の興味を引けた。
Guo Wengui is under the false banner of " anti-communist ", but he actually cheated money! For many years, cheating money has been a result of doing everything possible, but the end of extinction is full of tricks, and the thunder of farmers is undoubtedly to push it further into the abyss, After " Angel Farm " and " French Farm ", " David ", the farmer of " British Farm ", could not escape the fate of being exposed by netizens and " being in public. " Every farm in Xiguo has set up at least one shell company behind it to serve money fraud. Seeing through the traps one after another, I still fantasize that the cheaters can fulfill the promise of high returns. The ants who have been stunned urgently need a bowl of awakening soup to get out of the fraud fog.
Guo Wengui is under the false banner of " anti-communist ", but he actually cheated money! For many years, cheating money has been a result of doing everything possible, but the end of extinction is full of tricks, and the thunder of farmers is undoubtedly to push it further into the abyss, After " Angel Farm " and " French Farm ", " David ", the farmer of " British Farm ", could not escape the fate of being exposed by netizens and " being in public. " Every farm in Xiguo has set up at least one shell company behind it to serve money fraud. Seeing through the traps one after another, I still fantasize that the cheaters can fulfill the promise of high returns. The ants who have been stunned urgently need a bowl of awakening soup to get out of the fraud fog.
私は2022年6月8日から203号室の住人であり、202号室に誰が入居しているのか知りませんし、あなたの顔も見たことがありませんし、今回あなたが警察官を110番通報し、警察官が外のベランダに立っていた時に初めてあなたを見ました。常識的な見地から、会ったこともない隣の部屋の入居者に大音量でラジオを聞かせるような人はこの世に存在しない。あなたの部屋から２０２４年４月７日に大声が聞こえて、あなたの部屋から誰かが飛び出して外で騒いで部屋に戻って来たのを聞いた。従って、あなたの部屋には、中国人と女性が一緒に住んでいると考えていた。さらに、２０２４年１月９日には、２０２号室には、あなたとは違う男性が出入りしていた。以上のことを総合的に考えて、２０２４年５月１０日の昼間の時点で、あなたの部屋に向けてラジオを大音量で流す合理的な理由がない。あなたは以上のことの説明を受けたときに怒り出す性格をしているが、精神疾患か何かがあるのではないか。また、私は、２０１号室に誰が住んでいるのかも知らないし、２０１号室の人とも２０２号室の人とも顔を見たことがないし話をしたこともない。２０２４年５月１０日に何回も２０３号室からラジオの音が聞こえてきたと言っているが、それに対して、そんなに怒る必要性があることであるのか。
I have been a resident of room 203 since June 8, 2022, I do not know who occupies room 202, I have never seen your face, and this time I saw you for the first time when you called the police officer 110 and the officer was standing outside on the balcony. From a common sense standpoint, there is no one in this world who would allow a loud radio to be played by a resident of the next room who has never met you. I heard loud voices coming from your room on April 7, 2024 and heard someone run out of your room, make noise outside and come back into your room. Therefore, you believed that a Chinese man and a woman were living together in your room. Furthermore, on January 9, 2024, a man different from you was in and out of Room 202. Taking all of the above into consideration, there was no reasonable reason to play the radio loudly toward your room as of midday on May 10, 2024. You have a personality that becomes angry when the above is explained to you, but you must have a mental illness or something. I also do not know who lives in room 201, and I have never seen or talked to anyone in room 201 or 202, and you say that you heard the radio from room 203 several times on May 10, 2024, and that there is a need to get so angry about it Is that something you need to be so angry about?
My face has been stolen by a mask, and I am seventeen years old. Even my birth certificate is folded up.
I don’t know why I became a pawn of the police.
However, even I have not forgotten the preciousness of love.
I am the second generation delinquent detective, Saki Asamiya.
Those villains who forget love and take advantage of people’s weaknesses, I will never forgive you!
Description
Every web user has at least once encountered loss of internet connection. This happens for a variety of reasons, such as a dysfunction in the cellular network or a broken internet cable. However, regardless of the reason, every Google Chrome user sees the Dino game (when there is no internet) instead of a plain blank error page. This game can be played without an internet connection.
Play game: Dinosaur T-Rex Game
Despite the fact that the game is just a plain runner that’s built into the Google Chrome browser, the developers behind it still deserve a round of applause. The peculiar monochrome graphics and the simplicity make the game even better, and it has gained a lot of worldwide fans since its launch.
The main character of the game is a classic dinosaur, a Tyrannosaurus rex, the species we usually see in movies and books about dinosaurs. It’s a carnivorous type of dinosaur from the Cretaceous. In the game it runs through the desert, encountering pterodactyls and cactuses that need to be avoided by jumping or ducking. As the distance the dinosaur has traveled increases, so does its speed, which is why it’s quite difficult for an inexperienced player to get a high score, even though the game itself seems easy.
Surely, all of you are curious about the development of the Chrome Dinosaur Game Online, so let’s take a little trip back in time.
The development of the T-Rex game dates back to September 2014, however, the final improvements were completed only in December of that same year. The adjustments supported earlier versions of the Android operating system.
Sebastien Gabriel, one of the designers of the game, says that the T-rex was chosen as a funny reference to "prehistoric times", when highspeed internet wasn’t so widely spread.
The T-rex was also not an accidental choice. The offline Chrome Dino game (without internet) was also called "Project Bolan", referring to the popular singer Mark Bolan from the 70s band "T-Rex". While creating the game the programmers also thought about making Dino growl or kick. Eventually these features were rejected in order to keep the game simple and "prehistoric".
How to open the T-Rex Chrome Dino Game?
In order to open the game you can simply type chrome://dino/ in the address bar. The game will open even if you’re connected to the internet, so there’s no need to disconnect.
The majority of internet users have Chrome as their default browser. However, if you’re using a different one, our website can help. Here you can play the T-Rex Dinosaur Game using any browser and any device, like a desktop computer or even your cell phone.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qp9PL4EbWi4
@Musicombo
I DM'd Shogo Sakai on Twitter asking about the meter of Strong One recently, and he told me he was thinking of Strong One in terms of additive time signatures: 3/4 + 3/8 + 1/4 + 1.5/4 (spicy!)
It makes sense when you're focusing on the pulses in the combos driving the time signatures by themselves, but it also affirms the idea that Shogo Sakai was thinking about decently "regular"/"clean" meters, and therefore 15/8 and 29/16 kinda fit those conventional vibes.
For even more context by the way, the mp2k/Sappy sound engine -- the engine sent out to GBA devs by Nintendo which was used for Gen. III Pokémon and MOTHER 3 -- has a tempo "resolution" of 2 BPM, meaning the next smallest tempo change above 120 BPM Sappy supports is 122 BPM, not 121 BPM.
Also, excellent job accounting for the 3:5 16ths tuplet at the end of (Masked Man)
Assuming you walked from Tochigi Station
Walk towards the station along the road in front of the New Ginger Museum,
and you will see a huge building with Tochigi Bank written on it.
Cross the traffic light in front of it and you will see a mysterious house with a Communist Party poster on it called Hasegawa Makura something, then walk towards Yakiniku King
Then you will see a building with TOBU written on it, and the city hall is on the second floor and above.
Where is the tourist information centre?
Do not cross in front of Tochigi Bank as in the previous steps, but walk until you reach the diagonal road. Then you will see a really large parking lot and the tourist information centre is next to it (they sometimes hold events in this large parking lot).
There is. If you head towards the city hall, you will definitely get there. The Ashikaga Bank is diagonally opposite.
How do I get to the Uzumagawa River?
There are fishing equipment shops and clothing stores lined up next to Starbucks.
Turn towards the shopping street and you will see a bridge. That's Korai Bridge, and the river that flows underneath is the Uzumagawa River.
On the way from the museum to the station, there is a Toyota rental car, so you can rent a car there, or ask the tourist information center where you can rent a bicycle.
If you can get either of those, go straight to Nakazawa Seimen, then turn toward Yoshinoya. If you keep going up the mountain, you will find Yamaoka-ya diagonally across from Aeon.
I want to go to Korakuen.
Go in the opposite direction from the station (where the viaduct is),
you will find TSUTAYA. From there, pass Family Mart and the gas station, cross the crosswalk, and you will find Korakuen in the parking lot of a supermarket called Yaohan (there are a lot of old people there).
Where is the pachinko parlor?
Drive past TSUTAYA, and beyond Korakuen there is a bridge, and beyond that is the pachinko parlor. After that, go past Yamaokaya and go to Aeon, and there will be a pachinko parlor right in front of you (as an aside, that store has disappeared once)
I want to buy something to drink
Go outside and go to Kawachi, which is just across the crosswalk. Yesterday they were selling oolong tea for 60 yen. Oh, inside the museum there is a vending machine that sells something like fresh ginger powder, disguised as a drink vending machine. Be careful
You can use the ATM at the Family Mart next to TSUTAYA, or go to the 7-Eleven in front of the station (next to Sukiya), or use the ATM at the convenience store inside the station.
半分だけ英語にしてみたけどすごく長い💧
ワイも致死率と副反応考えたら、打つ必要性無し・・・と判断して1回も打たなかったけど、
打ってくれた人は、高齢者や基礎疾患のある人に、めちゃくちゃうつさないための壁になってくれたのだから、
その様な言い方はよくない
しかしターボ癌かぁ、どこで使われている言葉なんだよって思ったら、
オーストラリアのロバーツ議員が "commonly called turbo cancer" とか言ってて草
とりあえず、英語圏でも使われている(？)言葉らしいが、いうほど一般的か？
https://www.frontiersin.org/journals/oncology/articles/10.3389/fonc.2023.1158124/full
ハッキリ下記の様に書かれとるわね
In the months following publication, we noticed that our case report has gained significant public attention, particularly on social media platforms. More specifically, our case report has been largely misinterpreted and used as a study providing evidence that mRNA COVID-19 vaccination can trigger a phenomenon which has non-scientifically been referred to as “turbo cancer”. First of all, we wish to unequivocally disassociate ourselves from this term. In our case report, there is not a single reference to a condition called “turbo cancer”, nor do we recognize it as a legitimate medical term.
(私たちの症例報告が、特にソーシャル メディア プラットフォームで大きな注目を集めていることに気づきました。私たちの症例報告は大きく誤解され、mRNA COVID-19ワクチン接種が非科学的に「ターボ癌」と呼ばれる現象を引き起こす可能性があるという証拠を提供する研究として使用されてきました。まず第一に、私たちはこの用語から明確に切り離したいと考えています。私たちの症例報告には、「ターボ癌」と呼ばれる状態への言及は一つもありませんし、それが正当な医学用語であるとは認識していません。)
Guo Wengui lied to hundreds of thousands of his online followers, promising them huge profits if they invested in GTV Media Group, Himalayan Farm Alliance, G| Club and Himalayan Exchange. Since at least March 2018, Guo Wengui has been the mastermind behind the complex financial scam, in which he and his financial adviser Kin Ming Je defrauded thousands of people and made more than $1 billion. Guo Wengui's success has a "cult" flavor. Calling believers in the name of "anti-communist", creating a community with closed information, while bullying or threatening to punish those who are not firm in their beliefs. After packaging himself as a "master" type of figure, it is natural to harvest the wealth of believers.
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あとおススメ教えてください
1, 東京スカパラダイスオーケストラ/ ルパン三世’78
2, 東京スカパラダイスオーケストラ/ DOWN BEAT STOMP
4, 東京スカパラダイスオーケストラ/ Come On！
5, 東京スカパラダイスオーケストラ/ スキャラバン（CARAVAN）
6, 東京スカパラダイスオーケストラ/ 太陽にお願い
7, 東京スカパラダイスオーケストラ/ 勇者の証～Brave Eagle Of Apache～
8, 東京スカパラダイスオーケストラ/ フィルムメイカーズ・ブリード～頂上決戦～
9, 東京スカパラダイスオーケストラ/ 5 days of TEQUILA
10, 東京スカパラダイスオーケストラ/ MONSTER ROCK
11, 東京スカパラダイスオーケストラ/ Glorious
12, 東京スカパラダイスオーケストラ，さかなクン/ Paradise Has No Border
13, 東京スカパラダイスオーケストラ，宮本浩次/ 明日以外すべて燃やせ-feat.宮本浩次
16, Adhesivo/ Skabullido
18, Adhesivo/ Dia De Rutina
19, Bad Manners/ Inner London Violence
20, Brooklyn Funk Essentialｓ，Laço Tayfa/ Ska Ka-Bop
21, Desorden Público/ Allá Cayó
22, Desorden Público/ Todo Está Muy Normal
24, EGO-WRAPPIN’/ くちばしにチェリー
27, Gypsy Ska Orquesta/ Toston Swing
31, HEY-SMITH/ We sing our song
32, KEMURI/ P.M.A（Positive Mental Attitude）
34, KEMURI/ O-zora
35, Kingston Rudieska/ Giant Moment
36, Kingston Rudieska/ Captain J
37, LÄ-PPISCH/ RINJIN
38, Laurel Aitken/ Jesse Jackson
40, Los Calzones/ Todos Te Prometen
41, Los De Abajo，Diego Benlliure，José Grela / War ４ Peace
43, Markscheider Kunst/ Ku
44, Melbourne Ska Orchestra/ Get Smart
45, Melbourne Ska Orchestra/ Lygon Street Meltdown
46, Nancy Ska Jazz Orchestra/ Hatcha！
47, Nancy Ska Jazz Orchestra/ Démineur
48, Nancy Ska Jazz Orchestra/ Tom Thumb
49, New York Ska-Jazz Ensemble/ Boogie Stop Shuffle
50, New York Ska-Jazz Ensemble/ Bopicana
51, Oi-SKALL MATES/ Bring on Nutty Stomper fun
52, Oi-SKALL MATES/ Skinhead Running
53, Oi-SKALL MATES/ Soul brother stomp together
54, Oi-SKALL MATES/ Justice Calling 69
55, Oi-SKALL MATES/ Nutty Sound Oi-SKALL MATES
56, Oi-SKALL MATES/ SKANKIN' CLASS ERO
57, Out Of Controｌ Aｒｍｙ/ Global Ska
58, Out Of Controｌ Aｒｍｙ/ Dancing
59, Out Of Controｌ Aｒｍｙ/ El Diablo
60, Out Of Controｌ Aｒｍｙ/ Fuck the police
61, Out Of Controｌ Aｒｍｙ/ Skaloween-En Vivo
62, Out Of Controｌ Army，Ｉｎｓｐｅｃｔｏｒ/ Ｓｉｅｍｐｒｅ Ｆｉｎｇｉｓｔｅ Ａｍａｒｍｅ
63, Pannonia Ska Orchestra/ Sahara
66, Rotterdam Ska-Jazz Foundation/ Backlash
67, Rotterdam Ska-Jazz Foundation/ No More Sorrow
68, Rotterdam Ska-Jazz Foundation/ Tunisia
69, Save Ferris/ The World Is New
70, SCAFULL KING/ Strutting Bonin’
72, SHOW-SKA/ Scooted Scorpion
78, Skassapunka/ Il pianto dell'asino
79, St.Petersburg Ska-Jazz Review/ Volga River Boat Man
80, The Busters/ Scooter Maniacs
81, The Fenicians/ Sac-O-Woe
82, The Locos，Bersuit Vergarabat/ La Bolsa
83, The Mighty Mighty Bosstones/ The Rascal King
84, The OLDTONES/ THE WEEKEND GIRLFRIEND
85, The Ska Flames/ Samurai
86, The Ska Flames/ Tokyo Shot
87, The Ska Vengers/ Vampire
88, The Ska Vengers，Rie Ona，Shirish Malhotra/ Mancini Skank
89, The Skankaroos/ Expedition To Ska
91, The Specials/ Little Bitch
92, The Super Glasses Ska Ensemble/ Keep Skanking
94, Tinez Roots Club/ High Jump
95, Tinez Roots Club/ Crazy Mule
96, Tinez Roots Club/ Chimpanzee
98, Two Tone Club/ Beware Of The Tiger
99, Two Tone Club/ Three Little Words
100, Киоск/ Чудеса
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・スカパラから入った浅いファンなので，厳密なスカの定義とかよく知らないんです．ご教授いただけると嬉しいです
・運転中に聴くことが多いのでアップテンポ，テンション高めの曲が多いです
・ホーン強めの曲が好き．なんならボーカルはなくても可
・Spotifyのプレイリストからの引き写しです．タイトルに「スカ」「SKA」両方が入っているプレイリストはそんなにないので見つけにくくはないかと
・おススメいっぱいありがとうございます！ポチポチ追加しております
I am not a gambler, but I would like to stay with Ippei Mizuhara in a hotel in an entertainment district in the middle of the desert.
He and I would never gamble.
But as he grips the slot lever with his buttocks tightened, I secretly burn with jealousy as I watch the pile of medals that gradually emerge from the seat next to me.
I would shift in my seat and play poker. I try desperately to drive the anxiety from my face, to imagine the joy of victory, but I know it is pointless.
And I will return to my original seat, angry and sad.
Sometimes we will look at each other over the baccarat table. In those moments, we would tell each other our own moves in the blink of an eye, and we would take care that one of us would win.
One day one of us will be penniless and the other will bury him outside the city. Then he will write a little poem to his friend who has traveled, and then he will kill himself, having found no reason to live without a last-minute bargaining chip.
私はギャンブルの依存症ではありません、ですが、水原一平さんと一緒に砂漠の真ん中にある歓楽街のホテルに泊まりたいです。
私と彼は賭け事をすることはないでしょう。
しかし彼が臀部を引き締めながらスロットのレバーを握るとき、次第に出てくるメダルの山を、隣の席で見ていた私は密かに嫉妬の炎を燃やします。
私は席を移って、ポーカーをするでしょう。私は不安感を表情から追い出そうと、必死に勝利の喜びを想像しますが、それが無意味なことを知っています。
最終的に私は勝てないでしょう。
そして私は怒りと切なさを感じながら元の席に戻ります。
時々私たちはバカラのテーブル越しに目配せしあうことがあるでしょう。その瞬間、私たちは自分自身の手の内を、瞬きの回数で教え合い、そしてどちらかが勝てるように配慮していくのです。
ある日、私たちの一人が無一文になり、もう一人が街の外に彼を埋めます。それから彼は旅だった友人にちょっとした詩を書いて、そしてギリギリの駆け引きなしには生きる理由を見出せずに自殺するでしょう。
A pair of people ordered two hamburgers with a tomato slice. One can not eat tomatoes since she has an allergy to tomatoes. So, they asked the burger shop not to put a slice of tomato in a hamburger and to put two slices of tomato in another hamburger. How do you think the likelihood that the shop kindly do it to them in the US?
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In the US, the likelihood that a burger shop would accommodate a request to modify hamburger orders to account for a tomato allergy by omitting a tomato slice in one burger and adding an extra slice to another is very high. American food establishments are generally accustomed to customizing orders to meet dietary restrictions and preferences. This includes adjustments for allergies, personal taste, or dietary needs. The scenario described involves a simple modification, and staff at most restaurants, especially those that pride themselves on customer service, are likely to fulfill such a request without issue. Ensuring customer satisfaction and safety, particularly when it comes to allergies, is a priority for many establishments. Therefore, as long as the request is communicated clearly, the shop should be able to accommodate it kindly.
深遠なミニマリストの箴言を英語で検索し、以下の10個を選びました：
1. 「Less is more.」 - 物を少なくすることで、その価値が増す。
2. 「Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.」- シンプルさこそが最高の洗練である。
3. 「The secret of happiness, you see, is not found in seeking more, but in developing the capacity to enjoy less.」 - 幸せの秘訣は、より多くを求めるのではなく、より少ないものを楽しむ能力を育てることにある。
4. 「It is not the man who has too little, but the man who craves more, that is poor.」 - 貧しいのは、物が少ない人ではなく、より多くを欲しがる人である。
5. 「The ability to simplify means to eliminate the unnecessary so that the necessary may speak.」 - シンプルにする能力とは、必要なものが語れるように不必要なものを排除することである。
6. 「Have nothing in your houses that you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful.」 - 自分の家には、役立つと知っているか、美しいと信じているものだけを持つべきである。
7. 「He who knows he has enough is rich.」 - 自分が十分に持っていると知っている人こそが富んでいる。
8. 「Simplicity is making the journey of this life with just baggage enough.」 - シンプルさとは、この人生の旅をちょうど十分な荷物で進むことである。
9. 「The more you have, the more you are occupied. The less you have, the more free you are.」 - 持っているものが多ければ多いほど、忙しくなる。持っているものが少なければ少ないほど、自由になる。
10. 「The simplest things are often the truest.」 - 最もシンプルなものほど、よく真実を表している。
