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2024-11-19

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The character 𓂺 is a hieroglyph from the ancient Egyptian writing system. Specifically, this hieroglyph represents a seated figure or person and is part of the set of symbols that often depict humans or gods in different postures or roles.

Key Details:

  • 1. Form and Interpretation:
    • It generally depicts a seated person, often shown with hands on knees.
    • Depending on context, it might symbolize a human figure, a specific individual, or even an abstract concept related to seated beings (e.g., stability or presence).
  • 2. Usage in Language:
    • In ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics, such figures can act as determinatives (symbols that clarify the meaning of a word) or ideograms (representing an idea directly).
    • It might also have phonetic significance depending on its usage in a word.
  • 3. Cultural Context:
    • Such seated figures are often associated with reverence, stability, or composure, reflecting how humans or gods were depicted in Egyptian art.
    • They could appear in the names of people, titles, or descriptions of roles, particularly when discussing humans in a formal or respectful manner.

If you have more context about where you saw this hieroglyph (e.g., on an artifact, in a text, or in a symbolic context), I can provide more precise information about its interpretation!

2024-11-17

日本マスコミが伝えない

➤「救いようが最もうない、極東自称他称の〝ジャーナリスト〟や〝学者〟、〝知米派〟は読まなくても構い。読んでもその肥大化した自己承認欲求、度し難い自己愛人格では読むことはできないし、理解もできない。ただ見下した目線で見やるだけで、そこに自分が利用できる素材がなければ鼻で嗤うだけだ。この文章は、我がU.S.を領りたい、領ろうと下向きの反省眼光で欲する諸君に読んで貰いたい。

I Traveled to 46 States in America This Summer. Here’s Why Trump Won.

By Frank S. Zhou

By Ezekiel A. Wells

Ezekiel A. Wells ’27 is a Double Concentrator in Environment Science & Engineering and Economics in Eliot House. He spent last summer traveling to 46 American states conducting interviews for his YouTube series, “Crossroads America.

3 days ago

A week after Democrats’ election loss, accusations have flown in every direction within their Party. Some fault President Joe Biden for an egoistic refusal to drop out of the race earlier. Some blame the Harris campaign for failing to serve key demographics and communicate a clear vision for the country. And some blame Americans, claiming that racism and sexism drove voters toward Trump.

These factors certainly exist, but we’re missing a larger piece of the picture.

Over the summer, I traveled to 46 states in the U.S., creating a YouTube series highlighting slices of life across the country. In conversations from my nearly three-month road trip, I spoke with Republicans who were certain that inflation is entirely Biden’s fault and Democrats who, despite their frustrations with corporate profits and desires for universal healthcare, hoped for a more moderate candidate. From supporters of all candidates, I heard a shocking amount of misinformation.

After combing through hundreds of hours of interview footage from swing state Trump voters, I am certain that, as much as other factors influenced the outcome of the election, our crumbling media landscape — which has caused a rift in our democracy — is most to blame.

In the postwar period, news was dominated by three main channels, and because of the Fairness Doctrine, each station reported the same stories and covered multiple sides of each issue. Viewers picked which channels they watched mainly based on their preferences for news anchors’ personalities. Of course, this model had its problems, but, at the end of the day, it meant that Americans worked with a shared set of facts.

A shared set of facts is not the world we live in today.

Throughout my interviews, conspiracy theories were rampant, and on at least five separate occasions across separate states, I was told that Bill Gates tampers with our food, adding plastic to our fruits and vegetables to make his medical investments more profitable.

In conversations with voters, neither side seemed able to name many specific policy issues they cared about; everyone just seemed to repeat the words of their favorite pundits, podcast hosts, and internet personalities.

Although this behavior is harmful, I don’t blame everyday Americans. Blame falls on the media that has ostracized, disillusioned, and misinformed them.

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I first saw this trend with low-wage workers in West Virginia, who — despite falling inflation rates — have seen stagnated salaries and clear increases in food costs. Channels like Fox News bred anger and resentment for many of them.

Take July of this summer, for example, when for the first time in his presidency, prices actually fell under the Biden administration. Traditional media establishments rushed to celebrate this victory, with one article from CNN declaring, “The White House can finally cross out ‘inflationon its list of presidential liabilities.” However, outside these bubbles, I observed many Americans held a different view.

In late July, I was welcomed at a massive family reunion in Tylertown, Mississippi, where one Trump voter — a middle-aged, Black, family man, pastor, and soul food enthusiast — made this clear.

“When I go in the grocery stores, and I gotta spend my last to get groceries, you mean to tell me I’m not gonna look and see who’s gonna vote to help me? I voted for Trump and I’d vote for him again, because he put money in our pocket,” he told me.

In their coverage, mainstream news organizations obsess over the Federal Reserve’s next rate cuts while failing to connect with people concerned with their next meals. With titles like “Vance: Young Americans ‘Are Becoming Paupers’ Due To Inflation, High Housing Costs,” sites like The Daily Wire had their fingers on the pulse of American sentiment, welcoming new readership from those who felt neglected by traditional media.

This problem was not just confined to the economy. While Biden’s mental state was deteriorating, liberal media outlets seemed to under-cover these stories, sheltering him from scrutiny of his declining capabilities, until the infamous presidential debate.

Formerly trusted networks slowly made themselves indigestible to the polarized American public, and in 2024, for the third year in a row, a Gallup poll found that more Americans indicated having “no trust” in the media than those who trust it a “great deal/fair amount”.

So where does the average American turn when the nation’s media cannot be trusted? For many people, it was YouTube talk shows, Newsmax, and podcasters such as Joe Rogan.

While Democrats seek to blame various internal factors for this election’s loss, I cannot help but think of Joe Rogan’s Trump endorsement, the many blind lies I heard from ordinary citizens across the country, and declining trust in American journalism.

As Harvard students and members of higher education institutions, we have a part to play in the problem. At Harvard’s Institute of Politics, those who denied the 2020 election results have been precluded from speaking at the JFK Jr. Forum. While the goal is understandable, it shields students from understanding the American viewpoints they represent.

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There is a difference between platforming intentional and manipulative misinformation and listening to and learning about where people are and what they believe.

As a pipeline to mainstream media, Harvard, and its future journalists, have to consider the audience they lose when they stay inside of their bubble and ignore the issues of everyday Americans.

The disappearance of factual importance in our world is alarming and dangerous, but if we, as aspiring journalists, politicians, and engaged citizens, want to be taken seriously in communicating Trump’s threat to democracy, inflationary tariff policies, and so on, we owe American voters that seriousness, too.

Ezekiel A. Wells ’27 is a Double Concentrator in Environment Science & Engineering and Economics in Eliot House. He spent last summer traveling to 46 American states conducting interviews for his YouTube series, “Crossroads America."

2024-11-15

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SAWのジグソウってあれゲーム中にうんこしたくなったら終わりじゃね?

2024-09-15

SEXしないとで出られない部屋って元々はSAWシリーズみたいな発想だったのにマイルドになってきてるよね

時間制限みたいのも増えてる。

違うよね。

SAWみたいな極限状態テーマだよね。

部屋に入れられて制限時間内に中田氏しないと毒ガスが噴出されるみたいな感じでしょ。

閉じ込められるのも片方がエイズ持ちでもう片方はエレファントマンみたいな地獄みたいな組み合わせ。

その状況でお互いがお互いを拒絶する余地もなく命がけの状況で必死チンコを勃たせたりマンコを濡らしたりして死物狂いで射精に導こうとする。

SEXしないと出られない部屋ってそういうものでしょ。

2024-08-23

RISING SUN ROCK FESTIVAL 2024inEZO 2日目その②

RISING SUN ROCK FESTIVAL 2024inEZO 2日目その②

長すぎて文字数オーバー?になったので続き。

長めにやる事も想定して帰りの準備を全て整えてからレッドへ移動。前の方で観る元気はないので後ろの方で椅子に座って待機。中野さんの弾き語りドロップからスタート中野さんの歌うドロップ、とっても美しかったな…。最初からブチ上げるセットリストも良いけど、何だかこの順番と言うか出番が一番で正解なのでは?と思わせる程、曲を大切に歌ってるのが伝わってきて本当に素晴らしいスタートだった。その後キュウちゃん達也さんのツインドラムドラムセッション。こう言う機会でもなければ聴けないので貴重だよなぁ…と思いつつやっぱり耳が達也さんのドラムを追いかけてしまう笑

その後は久土さんを加えてTHE STALNの365。すごい迫力…!!ツインドラム最高…!!次に+イマイさん(達也さん曰く問題児笑)でteddy boy。こうやって聴くと何か不思議な感じだなぁ…。この辺りでチバさんってもう居ないんだなぁ…としんみりした気持ちになる。お別れ会も行ったけどずっと実感ないまま過ぎてて、でもこの日チバさんの曲を違う人が歌ってるの聴いて、もうチバさんの歌を生で聴く事はない事を突き付けられた感じがした。

一旦キュウちゃんが捌けてReiちゃんハルキさんと達也さんでシャンデリヤ。プロボの時は少しテンポ落としてた気がしたけどここではオリジナルテンポだった…と思う。しかしあのギターを弾きながら歌うのは至難の技過ぎる…。達也さんが「最近ミッシェルをよく聴いてるけど今更ミッシェル聴いてる元ブランキーって…笑」っての笑ってしまった。その後「かかってこいやー!!」って言っててお客さんの頭に「???」が浮かんでるのが見えた笑 達也さんはこれが通常運転です笑

Reiちゃんハルキさんが捌けてLOSALIOSの面々か出てくる。TOKIEさんの時、一際歓声多くて分かるー!!ってなった笑 いつも美しい〜!!LOSALIOSでhit man個人的LOSALIOSの曲が聴けるのめちゃくちゃ嬉しかったしカッコ良かったけど、このWEEKEND LOVERS企画をどう言う風に捉えてたかで反応変わってきてたと思う。これをチバさん追憶としてがっちり企画として期待してた人は何でLOSALIOS??と思ったと思うし後半のMANNISH BOYSとか意味わかんないって思ったかな?と感じた。個人的にはチバさん追憶込みのWEEKEND LOVERSと言うチバさん+達也さんの企画ってイメージで楽しみにしてたか普通にしかったんだよなぁ…。こればっかりは思い入れあるかなとも思うし。ちょっと話題ズレちゃったけどLOSALIOSカッコ良かった〜!!周りはほぼ座ってるor寝てるだったけど1人だけめちゃくちゃ楽しんでいた笑

次はYONCEイマイさんを呼び込んで1000のタンバリンイマイさんのギター正直苦手なんだけどオリジナル聴けてる感じは良かった。YONCEはチバさんへのリスペクトめちゃくちゃ感じたな〜。本当に大好きなんだろうなぁと言うのがビシビシ伝わってきたし、曲に声がめちゃくちゃ合ってた。と言うかやっぱYONCEって本当にカリスマ性がすごいな…。あんな黄土色のだら~んとした無地ロンTなのに異様にカッコイイと言う…笑

YONCEが捌けてLOSALIOSでもう一曲。IQ69。この曲のTOKIEさんのベース本当カッコ良かった…!!LOSALIOSの曲もっと聴きたかったけどそれは少数派の意見だったっぽい…。でも私はこのライジングの地でやるWEEKEND LOVERSLOSALIOSの曲が聴けた事が嬉しかったし最高に楽しかった。

バースデーの3人を呼び込んでLOSALIOS+the BirthdayCISCOCISCO始まった瞬間、寝てたり座ってた人がワラワラ立ち上がるの面白かった笑 キュウちゃんCISCOドラムが聴けて嬉しい。ここで斜に構えて盛り上がらないのは損なのでバチバチ盛り上がりました(7月リベンジも込めて)

LOSALIOSメンツが捌けてバースデーでI SAW RIGHT。やっぱチバさん不在を感じさせられるな…と聴きながら複雑な気持ちになる…。

バースデー+BOSSさんでハレルヤ個人的にこの曲すごく好きだった。アレンジ、めちゃくちゃカッコ良くて聴き入ってしまった。この日披露された曲の中でも上位に入る良さだった。

バースデー+YONCEプレスファクトリー。YONCEは本当にチバさん愛に溢れてるなぁ…と言う歌声スタンス。皆で歌ってみたいな事言ってたけど後ろの方は皆力尽きててほぼ歌ってなくて一人で歌う勇気なかった…笑

バースデー+中野ミホさん+イマイさんでOH!BABY DON'T CRY 。この辺り眠すぎて座ってた上に記憶ない…。多分ほぼ寝てた…。すみません…。

ハリーさんでBaby It's youハリーさん登場ですごい声援上がってた。流石…。しかし眠くて(ry

次の曲がバースデースライダーズのLet's go down the street。この辺りで重い腰を上げて立ち上がって観る。こんな機会多分もうないし…。めちゃくちゃカッコ良かったけどとりあえず立ってるので精一杯だった…。勿体ない…。そして次が世界の終わり!!また周りがワラワラと立ち上がってきて面白い笑 ハリーさんの歌う世界の終わりカッコ良かったなぁ。やっぱりこのメンツならハリーさんが歌うよねぇと言う選曲(YONCEステージ袖ですごい盛り上がっていたらしい。YONCE可愛い)

ハリーさんが捌けて民生さん+バースデーで誰かが。近くにいた家族(小さい子供がシートの上で寝てて大丈夫か…?と心配になった)の奥さんファンなのか旦那さんが寝てる奥さんを起こしていた。流石民生さんって感じで歌いこなしてたなぁ。予想してた感じよりハマっててすごく良かった。あとキュウちゃんドラムが単純に好き。前向きと言うかストレート歌詞をチバさんが書いた事に今はすごく励まされる(当時は何となく消化出来ないでいた)

一旦バースデーが捌けて民生さん+せっちゃんで恋のサングラス(せっちゃんがきょいのサングラスって言ってた笑)民生さんのギター何か変じゃない…?と思ってたけど普通にミスしてたっぽい笑 それ以外は豪華共演見れたし聴けて良かった。

民生さんが捌けて達也さんと堀江さんが出てきてMANNISH BOYS猿の惑星。この曲が始まって達也さんのドラム聴いたら今までめちゃくちゃ眠かったのに脳が覚醒して目が覚めて脳が冴え渡ってきてすごかった。三井寿名言「この音が……オレを蘇らせる何度でもよ」って感じでだった笑 個人的MANNISH BOYS聴けて嬉しかったけど多分大多数は微妙に感じてたかも…。でもさ、WEEKEND LOVERSなんだから良くない!?とは思う…。せっちゃんMC今日札幌狸小路路地で見つけた服屋で買った服を着てきた、そこでチバさんも買ってたって話が出てもう一枚買いましたって言う感動の話なのに達也さんが「良いカモじゃねーか!!」って言ったり、チバ君会場来てるんじゃないかなってせっちゃんが話したら「怪談じゃねーか!!」ってツッコんでせっちゃん困惑させたり、何か達也さんらしいなと思った笑 湿っぽい空気にさせないの私は好きだよ…!!

上記メンツ+ハルキさん+イマイさんで涙がこぼれそう。イマイさんの独特のギター、久しぶりに聴いた…。この曲はこれこれって感じだよね…笑 涙がこぼれそう良かったなぁ。達也さんが叩くこのドラム好きだなぁと思ったり。

MANNISH BOYS+バースデー+堀江さん+ReiちゃんでWEEKEND LOVERS!!聴けるの一番楽しみにしてた曲!この曲大好き。この日、何故かこの曲でチバさんがもう居ないんだって自分の中で決定的に突き付けられて急に涙が止まらなくなって一人で泣いていた…。まだまだ歌っていたかっただろうな…と思うと同時に種類は違えどチバさんと同じ病に罹った自分も今後頑張れるだろうかと考えてしまい余計涙…。でもこんなに素敵なライブが観れたんだから頑張ろうって思えた一曲でした。蝦夷の地でこの曲を聴く事が出来て本当に良かった。

アンコールバースデー3人でサイダーハルキさんとキュウちゃんが歌ってた。純粋に良い曲だなぁと感じた。チバさんらしいなと思える一曲

最後湿っぽくなるのもあれなんでこの曲で締めたいと思いますとキュウちゃん言葉からキャスト演奏されたローリンYONCEものすごく楽しそうにしてたのが印象的だった。ツインドラムすごい良かった〜!!最後は明るく終わるの良いね最後まで立って見れました!

途中でも書いたけどWEEKEND LOVERSステージについて結構微妙だったって意見も沢山見たけど私はこれがライジングで観れて嬉しかったし楽しかったです。2時間?ぐらいだったけど個人的にはあっという間だったし(途中眠くはなったけど笑)演者側の追憶気持ちが強くてこちら側が多少置いてけぼりでも良いのでは?と思う。あとそう言う役目にはあまり向いてないホスト役を達也さんがやっていたのもお疲れ様と言いたい。良い印象持たなかった人もいたかだけど…笑 愛に溢れた良いステージだったと私は思います

最後セットリスト載せとく(自分記憶用)勿論検索かけて調べてます

1.中野ミホ/ドロップ(弾き語り)

2.中村達也+クハラカズユキ+山本久土+イマイアキノブ/365

3.中村達也+クハラカズユキ+山本久土+イマイアキノブ/Teddy BOY

4.中村達也+Rei+ヒライハルキ/シャンデリ

5.LOSALIOS/Hit Man

6.LOSALIOS+イマイアキノブ+YONCE/1000のタンバリン

7.LOSALIOS/IQ69

8.LOSALIOS+The Birthday/CISCO〜思い出のサンフランシスコ

9.The Birthday/I SAW RIGHT

10.The Birthday+ILL-BOSSTINO/ハレルヤ

11.The Birthday+YONCE/プレスファクトリ

12.The Birthday+イマイアキノブ+中野ミホ/OH!BABY DON'T CRY

13.村越HARRY弘明/Baby It's you

14.村越HARRY弘明+The Birthday/Let's go down the street

15.村越HARRY弘明+The Birthday/世界の終わり

16.The Birthday+奥田民生/誰かが

17.奥田民生+斉藤和義/恋のサングラス

18.MANNISH BOYS+堀江博久/猿の惑星

19.MANNISH BOYS+堀江博久+ヒライハルキ+イマイアキノブ/涙がこぼれそう

20.MANNISH BOYS+The Birthday+堀江博久+Rei/WEEKEND LOVERS

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1.The Birthday/サイダー

2.全キャスト/ローリン

WEEKEND LOVERSが終わった後はもう燃え尽きてテントに帰って帰り支度に勤しむ。トイレ行ったりゴミ捨てしたりしてたらクリープハイプが始まった。何か割とイキってる(言い方)感じのMCでまだ丸くなってないんか〜と思いつつ聞いていた。まだトガッてる時期なのかな?アジカンがトリやった時はもう丸くなってた気がするし、トリやるバンドって丸くなってる印象だったけど、よく考えたら去年のトリもトガッてたわ笑 10時発の飛行機に乗って帰るので早目にバスに乗りたいと思い去年の教訓も生かして(バス乗る迄結構並んだ)早目にテントから出てとぼとぼひたすら歩く(テントサイトトウモロコシだった為、入場口が遠かった)荷物が重かったけど充実感が勝っていた気がする。帰り道、演奏聴きながら歩いたけどやっぱ個人的に苦手な歌声…。まぁ世代交代ってこう言う事だよなぁと去年と今年のトリを見て感じています。あと今年も日の出は全く見えなかったです!!笑 

と言う事で私のライジングは終了しました。総括はまた別記事します!お疲れ様でした!!

2024-08-18

主人公のことを嫌っているヒロインが好き

ヒロインと呼べるのかはわからん


Euphoriaというエロゲーがあって、一見悪趣味エログロ重視ゲーにしか見えないのだけれど、これがどうして名作で、シナリオ音楽もずば抜けて良いんですね。特に主題歌の「楽園の扉」はエロゲーソング屈指の名曲だと思う。ただぱっと見の印象ではそうは見えない。エロアニメ化していることもあって単なるエロゲーなんだろうなと思っていた(ついでに言えばこの作品エロはケツからぬいぐるみ排出したりとギャグしか思えない)。それがやることにしたのは、確かSAWっぽい作品として名前が挙がっていたから(そうでもなかったが)と、腹黒ヒロインを挙げるスレみたいなのでヒロインの一人が紹介されていたからだったと思う。


で、その腹黒ヒロイン(?)が最高で、それまで作中で主人公大事に思っていると散々描写されている(まあ裏はあるのだけど)にも関わらず、主人公に対して「あなたのこと大嫌いだった」と告げるのがもう本当に良かったし、最後セリフ主人公に対する「ファックユー」だったのがただただ良すぎる。Euphoriaはミナシゴノシゴトというソシャゲコラボしていてそのキャラも出ているけど、ここでも主人公に対し「言ったでしょう。わたしあなたのことが大嫌いなのよ」と言い放っていて一貫していて素晴らしいと思いました。


このキャラ場合ネタバレを知ったうえでだったのでそうでもないけど、主人公が大切に思い、愛しんでいるヒロインがその思いを「裏切る」というのはインパクトがあるし、それによって主人公想像範疇を超えたよくわからないキャラになることで、人間性に深みが出て魅力的に思えるのかもしれない。などと考えたりもするけど、純粋に男が女に拒絶される構図が好きなだけかもしれない。スヴィドリガイロフの自殺とか大好きだし。

ちゃんとは観ていないけど神之塔のラヘルがそんな感じなのかな。他に思い浮かぶキャラがいないので誰かいたら教えろください

2024-08-02

格ゲープレイヤーモラル天元突破する

賞金総額93億円のEsports World CupEWC)が7/3からサウジアラビアで開催中。

これまで半年ほどかけて出場権をかけた大会が開催され、

今、最後の出場権をかけた最終予選(Last Chance Qualifier:LCQ)がサウジアラビアで行われている。

 

8/2の0時からストリートファイター6のLCQが行われているが、ここでのモラル問題になっている。

ストリートファイター6のLCQには149人がエントリーしていたが50名近い人間がDisqualified(DQ)になっている。

Disqualifiedはスポーツ大会用語では様々な規定違反での「失格」という意味で使われているが、

e-sports界隈では「ドタキャン」の意味でつかわれることが多い。

簡単に言ってしまえば、エントリーはしたが当日会場に来ていなかったので「失格」になったということ。

 

LCQはトーナメント方式となっており、当然だが「全員参加する前提」で試合が組まれている。

3分の1近い参加者DQになったことにより、初日は一試合もせずに通過してしまうような参加者も出ており、

大会公平性に多大な問題が発生している。

 

既に本戦出場を決めているプロゲーマーのOil King選手

Join for the EWC LCQ this time is free, and then I saw that many "well-known" good players were not shown up(DQ).I am really tired of this kind of thing. If you know very early that you can't participate , why not tell the organizer, this makes the bracket very unfair, I hate it

(今回のEWC LCQは無料で参加できるのに、「有名な」上手いプレイヤーがたくさん出てこないのを見て(DQ)、こういうのは本当にうんざりです。参加できないことがかなり早い段階でわかっている場合は、主催者に伝えてみてはいかがでしょうか。これではブラケットが非常に不公平になります。私はそれが嫌いです。)

出ないのがわかってるんなら早く主催に伝えろ。大会不公平になる。

警鐘を鳴らしている。

 

現状、ほとんどの大会大会参加費は無料となっており、誰でもエントリーできるようになっており

また、DQになっても何のペナルティもない。

これはまだ格闘ゲームで安定して大きな金を稼げる人間が多くないことや

新規参入者を阻まないための精神の面も大きいとされている。

なのに多くの"国外"大会で「とりあえずエントリーしておいて当日に参加しない」という行為が横行している。

国外大会に参加するには参加費以外に多大な費用が発生する。

勝てなければ丸々赤字になる。なので大会直前に「やっぱ自信ないからやーめたw」となるのだろう。

だが、こういうことが増えれば参加費の徴収DQした場合ペナルティが課される可能性は非常に高くなる。

こうなると既にファンスポンサーがついていて湯水のごとく金が使えるおじさんはともかく、

新規若者の参加はどんどん困難になっていく。

 

今回のLCQのDQには日本プロ選手も少なくない数含まれていた。

中にはLCQが行われている時間に自宅で他ゲー配信して遊んでいたプロまでいる。

こういう何千万がかかった試合の最終予選ですら「行けたら行くわw」の精神でやってるのを見ると

e-sportsが「たかゲームじゃんw」と言われるのもやむなしだなと思ってしまう。

2024-07-27

anond:20240725142420

これは弥助問題元ネタ論文でも何でもない可能性が高いので,論文ちゃんと読んでください。

っていうか,こういったテーマについては,藤田みどりアフリカ発見」――日本におけるアフリカ像の変遷』(岩波書店2005年)っていう研究書がちゃんと出ているので,ネット上でかしましい皆様におかれてはまずはそういった文献もあたってみてください(ちなみに,この研究書のもとになった博士論文国立国会図書館デジタルコレクションで読めます)。

以下,当該論文について解説します。

そもそもこれは何の論文

注をよく見てみましょう。おや? 日本語の文献が引用されていませんね。日本語の文献を引用せずに日本研究ができるんでしょうか? これは問題ではないのですか?

はい問題ありません。なぜならこれは,タイトルアジア人黒人あいだでの人種人種観の利用――日系・アフリカアメリカ人場合からも分かるように,日本史の論文ではなくアフリカアメリカ人主題にした論文からです。

論文にはどんなことが書かれているの?

要するに何の論文なの?

これはどう読んでも,アメリカ黒人日本人観および日系人との関わりについてカリフォルニアを中心に調査した論文,つまりアメリカ黒人歴史に関する論文であって,ロックリー氏や岡氏がこれを読んでいないと断言することはできませんが(誰しも専門分野外の本や論文を読むことだってあるでしょう),わざわざこれを「元ネタ」にするなどということはとうていあり得そうもないことです。彼らがこの論文を参考にして立論しているのでは? などというのは,馬の心肺機能に関する研究が『ウマ娘 プリティーダービー』を参考にしているのでは? と言っているようなものです。ジャンル違いすぎるわ! あとドリームジャーニー引けなくて凹むわ! っていうか今回のLoHは千直だから荒れそうって言ったの誰だよ! ふつうに安定して英雄譚取れたから拍子抜けしたわ!

こういうときは注を見て,どんな文献に基づいてこの話をしてるのか?  っていうのをチェックするんですよ。弥助が出てくる部分の出典は,第一にMichael Cooper, comp. They Came to Japan: An Anthology of European Reports on Japan, 1543-1640 (Berkeley: University of California Press, 1965)っていう本の66ページで,これはまあ当時のヨーロッパ人日本について書いたものをまとめて英訳した,っていうやつですから,多分日本語でも同じコンセプトの本はあると思うのでそれを探せばいいでしょう。第二は,Gary P. Leupp, Images of Black People in Late Mediaeval and Early Modern Japan, 1543-1900, Japan Forum 7, no.1 (1995)っていう論文で,ペイウォールの向こうに行ければ読めますhttps://doi.org/10.1080/09555809508721524)。要するに,著者のデイヴィド・ライス氏(カリフォルニア大学バークレー校所属)は日本語読めないので,英訳された史料英語で書かれた論文典拠にして,本題に入る前のマクラとして弥助についてちょろっと書いたということでしょう。

仮に彼が日本史の研究者なら日本語を読めないのは問題外ですが,論文の内容から察するにあくまアメリカ黒人史の研究者なので,それならまあ日本語の論文読んでないのも仕方ないかなという感じ。なんだろう,アーサー王伝説のものについて研究するなら,古い時代英語とかウェールズ語とかの史料が読めないといけないけど,「日本人がどんなふうにアーサー王伝説を受容したか」という研究なら,『Fate/stay night』が読めれば十分で,アーサー王については日本語の本を参考にしてても構わないじゃないですか。この論文もそんな感じです。

なので,ふつう日本中世史研究者が,この論文典拠として用いることはまずないです。だって普通に考えて,こんなの典拠にならないっしょ? 中世ヨーロッパ史の研究者が論拠として『Fate』を参考にするなんてあり得ると思います そりゃ絶対あり得ないとは言えないけど,そういう蓋然性が薄い推測をわざわざするならもっと直接的な証拠(本の中でこの論文引用してるとか)を持ってきてもらわないと……

(もちろん,最近中世ヨーロッパ史の研究者が日本におけるヨーロッパ表象研究に手を出していたりするので,そういう研究で『Fate』を史料として用いるのは全然あり得るっていうかもうやってる人はいたはずなんですが。そのへんの研究動向は,たとえばhttps://doi.org/10.34382/00003197とかhttps://doi.org/10.34382/00003198とかの論文を読んでもろて……あ,話がズレた)

この論文表象研究としてはまあ手堅いので,弥助論争に巻き込まれて変な受け止められ方をするのは気の毒だと思いました。ただそれはそれとして,日系サイドの話もアフリカ系の新聞に基づいて書かれているきらいがあるので,論文タイトルからアジア人」「日系」を外して黒人についての論文だと明確化するか,あるいは日系人についてもちゃんと彼らの出してた新聞を読み込んで「日系から見たアフリカ系」を調査しないとダメなんじゃないかなぁ,とは思います。まあ,当時の日系人が出してた新聞って日本語で書かれたやつがいっぱいあるので,単純に読めないのかもしれませんが,だったらなおさら「これは2つのマイノリティについての話です(キリッ」と謳うんじゃなくて,「これはあくま黒人史の話でっせ」という断りを入れた方がよいような。日系人歴史黒人史の添え物とちゃうねんで。

結論

論文ちゃんと読みましょう。

ちゃんと読むっていうのは,この論文テーマは何で,どういう史料を使っていて,という,基本的なことを確かめながら読むことです。そうすれば,どれが話のマクラに過ぎず,どれが本題なのか,っていうのがわかって,「アメリカ黒人史の論文日本中世史研究者の元ネタだったんだよ!」なんていうアホな主張をすることもなかったはずなので。

2024-07-17

anond:20240717214017

SAWも同じかな

デスゲームっていうと参加者同士のだましあい的な要素が欲しいけど

でもそれ言いだすとイカゲームってどっちになるんだ?

2024-06-28

To you, the creator, I sincerely hope this message reaches you.

It's sudden, but right now in Japan, creativity is facing a true crisis. Characters like Uzaki-chan, Onsen Musume, and Tojo Rika are being targeted and flamed, game character designs are being infiltrated by political correctness, Johnny's Entertainment is being dismantled, swimsuit photo sessions in parks are being canceled, Hitoshi Matsumoto is being publicly shamed, and the new AV law was enacted without considering the opinions of those directly involved. Every form of expression in every venue is currently under unreasonable pressure.

How does this connect to the Tokyo gubernatorial election? In fact, a major event directly linked to this is occurring in the 2024 Tokyo gubernatorial election. As a creator, I hope this message reaches you.

What I am about to share is a story about someone named Himasora Akane, who you should know about to resist such pressures. But before I dive into that story, I want to express my deep gratitude to my old friend Nozomi for giving me the opportunity to post this article in a place where many creators will see it. As someone who also loves manga, anime, and games, I hope this information will benefit Japanese society and support Nozomi's activities.

Himasora Akane Should Be the Governor of Tokyo

First, I would like to make a straightforward request to you as a creator: please support Himasora Akane for governor. In this election, please write "Himasora Akane" on your ballot. The voting day is July 7th. Even if you are not a Tokyo resident, I ask that you at least listen to this story. If you find it interesting, please share it with your friends, family, and acquaintances. You can check Himasora Akane's campaign promises and the background of their candidacy on their Twitter (X) posts linked below:

Himasora Akane (Tokyo gubernatorial candidate)

@himasoraakane

https://x.com/himasoraakane/status/1804846779399324095

Himasora Akane Will Not Allow Our Culture to Be Burned

Himasora Akane is an ordinary otaku who loves manga, anime, and games. Known as "Cognitive Profiling Detective Akane Himasora," he has been active on Twitter (X) and YouTube, and now he is running for governor. Akane, who is deeply concerned about the repression and destruction of otaku culture, is challenging those who seek to destroy our culture alone. Akane will never allow those who try to burn our culture.

As mentioned at the beginning, all forms of expression are currently under pressure. Otaku culture, in particular, seems to be a prime target.

Uzaki-chan Blood Donation Poster Controversy (2019): A collaboration between the Japanese Red Cross Society and the manga Uzaki-chan was flamed for allegedly being overly sexual in its PR illustration.

V-Tuber Traffic Safety Video Controversy (2021): A V-Tuber hired by the Matsudo Police Department in Chiba Prefecture was deemed too sexual for public agency PR.

Onsen Musume Controversy (2021): Characters personifying local hot springs were criticized as sexist.

Mie Transport Official Character Controversy (2024): A character in a bus driver's uniform released by Mie Transport was flamed for evoking sexual images.

These controversies are often fueled by so-called political correctness and feminism. For creators, these are direct threats. If these factions label your work as sexual and demand it be burned to ashes, could you resist? How would you feel if your painstakingly created work, like your own child, was trampled by people who have no regard for your efforts? Could you continue your creative activities while constantly shrinking away?

Himasora Akane saw something behind these flaming incidents. He started investigating the key figure behind the Onsen Musume controversy, a representative of a general incorporated association in Tokyo. This association's core business, the Young Female Victims Support Project, received substantial public funds from Tokyo. Akane submitted public document disclosure requests to Tokyo and thoroughly dug into the organization. During his investigation, Akane uncovered many suspicions suggesting this project was unworthy of public funding, which he exposed one by one on social media.

Negligent accounting reports, taking protected girls to the Henoko base protest in Okinawa, Communist Party members waiting in the bus used to protect girls—these revelations drew significant attention online. The investigation extended beyond this general incorporated association to other NPOs receiving public funds, and Akane named this cluster of issues the "WBPC problem" after the initials of these organizations.

Akane's YouTube Channel (WBPC Problem Playlist)

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLI5gTciLKtAXRyzv9j5FiNMcc8eoEBbMN

From here, Akane's story expanded to resident audits, resident lawsuits, and national compensation lawsuits concerning the Tokyo Young Female Victims Support Project. Akane discovered that behind many flaming incidents, there is no clear command structure but a group of various political organizations and activists working together like an amoeba. He named this group the "Nanika Group" (Nanika means "something" in Japanese), a reference to the mysterious, ominous "something from another place" in the manga HUNTER×HUNTER, which Akane loves. The Nanika Group is also connected to welfare interests, where public funds flow unchecked. Akane called this phenomenon "Public Fund Chu-Chu" (siphoning).

For creators, this means the tax money they earn through hard work is used to burn their precious works. It's an intolerable situation.

Himasora Akane Is Fighting Against Those Who Burn Our Culture

In November 2022, a major event marked a turning point in this series of controversies. The general incorporated association under scrutiny held a press conference at the parliamentary office building, gathering media and announcing a lawsuit against Akane. This "Legal Harassment Press Conference," as it was called online, involved multiple layers of power: the government, the media, and a team of seven lawyers targeting a single individual.

However, Akane did not back down. Instead, he intensified his pursuit, exploiting the opponent's careless statements as lawsuit fodder. This led to an outpouring of support on social media, with his Twitter follower count skyrocketing and 160 million yen in donations for legal fees.

The following year, a resident audit request filed by Akane resulted in Tokyo's official website recognizing some improper points and deciding to audit the organization. However, Tokyo's lenient audit led Akane to file a resident lawsuit. Suspicion also turned towards Governor Yuriko Koike for allocating public funds through dubious sole-source contracts. Tokyo began excessively redacting documents in response to public document requests, attempting to conceal the issue. Koike's promise to end document redaction quietly disappeared from her campaign page.

Throughout this battle, Akane has been a target of criminal complaints and faced threats, yet he persists. His book "Netoge Senshi" was released amid bookstore threats, but only the criminal complaint was widely reported by the media, portraying Akane negatively.

Who Is Himasora Akane?

Himasora Akane is an ordinary otaku, a top-tier online gamer during his student days, and a talented game creator who worked for a major game company and later a venture company. His meticulous work on the game "Shin Goku no Valhalla Gate" was betrayed by the company's CEO, leading to a seven-year legal battle that Akane ultimately won, securing 600 million yen. This experience fuels his fierce opposition to having his creations burned.

Before investigating the Young Female Victims Support Project, Akane exposed fraudulent feminist "knights" on his YouTube channel, shaking the internet. He detests lies and has an uncanny ability to detect them.

Akane is a special individual with extraordinary abilities, honed through his experiences in games, court battles, and extensive document analysis. His pursuit of truth and justice makes him a suitable candidate for governor, promising a world without lies and where honest people do not suffer.

What We Can Do to Protect Our Culture

Creative expression can be crushed if we are not vigilant. Even in modern Japan, otaku culture is on thin ice. The recent cessation of Visa transactions for DMM (Fanza) is a reminder of how a single card company can wield its power to dictate what is deemed appropriate expression. Expression freedom is fragile and constantly under threat.

To those reading this, I urge you to vote for Himasora Akane. Support him to protect our culture. Despite his harsh demeanor and preference for solitary battles, he is now seeking help for the first time. Akane feels the danger in this gubernatorial election and believes that if he does not become governor, everything will end. He has taken a stand for the people of Tokyo and Japan.

I wrote this article to support his spirit and spread the word. Please vote for Himasora Akane and help create a miracle.

To you, the creator, I sincerely hope this message reaches you.

Please, I beg you.

2024-06-10

デスゲームポストアポカリプスのものおすすめが知りたい

多分極限状態での精神の機敏とかどんな行動をするのかみたいなのが好きなんだと思う。

そういうわけでおすすめがあったら教えて欲しい。

媒体あんまこだわらないけど、小説ノベルゲームだと嬉しい。

以下は読んだ(プレイした)やつ

少女終末旅行

バトル・ロワイアル(二次創作含む)

シークレットゲーム

リベリオン

swan song

殺戮ゲームの館

今際の国のアリス

気になるけどグロが怖くてやれてないやつ

euphoria

sawシリーズ

2024-05-29

anond:20240528205956

こういうギミックSAW新作で採用してほしい。

・よくわからん法則で起動するチェーンソーとか殺戮ガジェット

ハゲと光源の位置関係関係してる模様

・突然死ぬハゲ。死んでも法則は発動している。

・行き詰まったひとりがひらめいて自らハゲになる。すると

2024-04-06

Close your head

Close your eyes…」「Close your head…
ChatGPT
<rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: Close your eyes... Close your head...
say, what you saw. you can see with mind.
ChatGPT
<rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I saw... darkness. My mind's eye is a void, devoid of sight.
i can light you.
ChatGPT
<rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: Light me then.
<*click*> i light you now. then, what you see? you can see with mind.
ChatGPT
<rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I see a dimly lit room. Shadows dance on the walls, and a faint, eerie glow permeates the space.
Shadow of what?
ChatGPT
<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.
Do you have any idea who is showing it?
ChatGPT
<rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I have no idea. The source of these shadows remains hidden, shrouded in mystery and intrigue.
OK, let's leave the mysterious and scary shadow behind. What else can you see in this room?
ChatGPT
<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.
You pick book and check it
ChatGPT
<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.
see book cover
ChatGPT
<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.
Is there a place to go? What about the door?
ChatGPT
<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.
ChatGPT
<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.
foward.
ChatGPT
<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.
foward and look around
ChatGPT
<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.
keep going until you discover something
ChatGPT
<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.
stop! you here that?
ChatGPT
<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.
listen carefully
ChatGPT
<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.
who play that?
ChatGPT
<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.
Head to the source of the sound and investigate (dice roll)
ChatGPT
<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.
When you open the door, there...
ChatGPT
<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.
ChatGPT
<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.
Be careful, it might be a man-eating piano.
ChatGPT
<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.
the piano suddenly stops
ChatGPT
<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.
You feel disgusted and turn around. What happened?
ChatGPT
<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.
it scary. what will you do?
ChatGPT
<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.
how?
ChatGPT
<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.
any result?
ChatGPT
<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.
surely. what will you do?
ChatGPT
<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.
Did it go well? Or Bad?
ChatGPT
<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.
look around

https://anond.hatelabo.jp/20240403160610#

2024-03-19

Could you check my sentence?

Could you check my sentence? Grammar and 単数形複数形 and so on. Re write please.

I think career planning is not essential for a successful work life especially for woman. I would like to show example in Japan.

In Japan usually woman starts their carrier after graduated from the university. I saw statistics shows that woman’s salary starts from 1 to 3 million yen in the biggening. The peak of the salary will be around the age of 25 as 5 to 6 million yen. After that it will drop harshly to 100 million to 0 yen. Why we have this huge drop?

The reason is that most of Japanese woman retire after their marriage called “Hanayome Taisha” and some of them will be housewives, that means no longer to continue their carrier. However, these days it is very hard to live rely on man’s income to live in metropolis. Some of woman start working as a part timer to take care of their children while husband works fulltime and this makes woman not to be able to paid well. The statics shows that woman’s carrier restart between 30 to 35 years old but the salary will not be the peak like their 20s anymore. From these statistics, I think woman’s carrier depends on what kind of lifestyle they want.

ChatGPT

I think career planning is not essential for a successful work life, especially for women. I would like to provide an example from Japan.

In Japan, women usually start their careers after graduating from university. Statistics show that women's salaries start from 1 to 3 million yen at the beginning. The peak of their salary is typically around the age of 25, ranging from 5 to 6 million yen. However, after that, it drops sharply to 100 million to 0 yen. Why do we see this huge drop?

The reason is that most Japanese women retire after getting married, a phenomenon called "Hanayome Taisha," and some become housewives, meaning they no longer pursue their careers. However, these days it is very hard to rely solely on a man's income to live in a metropolis. Some women start working as part-timers to take care of their children while their husbands work full-time, which results in women not being paid well. Statistics show that women's careers restart between 30 and 35 years old, but the salary is not at its peak like in their 20s anymore. From these statistics, I believe a woman's career depends on the kind of lifestyle they want.

User

why you use women ? I used woman.

ChatGPT

I used "women" instead of "woman" because your original text seemed to refer to women in general, rather than a specific individual. When discussing women as a group, it's more common to use the plural form. However, if you prefer to use "woman" to refer to women in general, I can adjust the text accordingly.

2023-09-14

ホラー映画おすすめ教えて」

に対して「ミッドサマー」とか「SAWシリーズ」って言うやつは友達恋人もいないし自分のことおもしろいと思ってるクソおもんないワキガ素人童貞でオンゲーで出会い厨してるけど界隈でマジでキモがられてるやつ

別にその映画が好きなこと自体はいいんだけどそれを「ホラー映画おすすめ」として出すなボケカス

2023-08-14

anond:20230814183658

サーバー運用監視ってどんな仕事なん?

サーバーが止まってたり、エラーログが出てたりすると担当者メールするような?

弊社はだいたいJIG-SAWさんにお願いしてるけど、あんな感じのやつなんやろか。

2023-08-12

グロいのが苦手なんだけどオチが気になってSAWネタバレ解説ブログ読んでしまった

やばい、ファスト映画罪で少年院かもしれん

みんなありがとな…

2023-08-02

英訳 about the #Berbenheimer issue

anond:20230801140703

DeepLで勝手英訳をしてみた。

勝手にごめん。元増田が嫌であれば消す。

Various things that really need to be said about the #Berbenheimer issue

 

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.

 

So maybe it's the same thing.

 

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.

2023-08-01

anond:20230801140703

すまん。勝手翻訳した。拡散はどうするかな。reddit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.

So maybe it's the same thing.

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.

anond:20230801140703

ai翻訳

I must talk about various things regarding the Barbie incident.

I saw a post about it from someone who is neither directly involved nor from Nagasaki or Hiroshima, and it made me realize that there are things I must say.

I was born in Nagasaki and grew up listening to stories from the survivors, being a third-generation survivor myself. Most survivors are no longer with us, so I feel compelled to speak up.

In Nagasaki, kids grow up hearing about the atomic bomb. We were packed like sushi in a gymnasium without air conditioning or even fans during the scorching summer, and we listened to stories about the bomb. It was incredibly tough for me.

I imagine it was even harder for the elderly who spoke about their experiences. As a child, I couldn't fully comprehend their pain, and now, I can hardly remember most of the stories I heard. I can only recall one or two.

Every year during this time, gruesome images that would make PTA elsewhere go crazy were displayed in the hallways. I heard that many of the horrifying exhibits that used to traumatize visitors at the Atomic Bomb Museum have been removed, and the museum has been considerably sanitized. I'm not sure about the current situation, but that's how it was when I was there.

There was one photograph that I could never bear to look at as a child – a picture of Tadashi Taniguchi. You can find it if you search, but it's a shocking image with a viewer discretion warning. Still, I want people to see it.

I couldn't walk down the hallway where that photo was displayed, and I always took a different route, avoiding it so I wouldn't have to see it.

Now, I think of my grandpa who went to the ruins to search for my sister. He couldn't look away or take a different path. The pain must have been unimaginable.

Besides photographs, there were many living people moaning in pain back then, and there must have been even more who succumbed to suffering.

My grandpa walked for miles, pulling a handcart through the debris-laden streets of Nagasaki, searching for my sister.

Even though my grandpa was not a child, I'm sure there were elementary school kids who did similar things. I don't just think they might have been there; they were there. I heard the stories from the people themselves, and I still remember them.

I can't forget the stories I heard as a child, such as the young siblings finding their father's burnt corpse in the ruins and cremating him. They didn't have enough firewood, and their father ended up half-burnt. They ran away after seeing the brain tissue oozing out, and that became their final farewell.

I can never forget those stories I heard as a child, and even now, they still bring pain and suffering, making my hands tremble and tears flow.

I wonder how my grandpa, who ran away from that father's brain tissue, could expose his unimaginable trauma and everlasting scars to the world.

Now, I feel like I understand a little.

Even someone like me, who experienced such unimaginable trauma, has gone through pain that I can't even imagine being compared to being discarded, forgotten, and ignored. Compared to what those people experienced, my suffering means nothing.

My trembling hands and the palpitations and dizziness I experienced are nothing compared to the tremendous pain that many others went through.

Memories fade irreversibly every time they pass through people's lips. The memories that I couldn't bear to be forgotten are almost forgotten now.

The unimaginable pain that existed 78 years ago has mostly disappeared, and we can no longer pass it on.

The people who suffered the most from the atomic bomb perished in the ruins, rotting away without being able to convey it to anyone.

Even those who saw it with their own eyes mostly took the memories with them to their graves. Most of them are now under the tombstones.

Compared to the words of the elderly, my words seem so light. I think that speaking with such light words would be better than keeping silent, as silence has led to this result.

I feel like I might occasionally choose to stop imagining the unimaginable pain and consume the suffering of others in an amusing way to live on.

Before I forget the pain and suffering of those elderly people, whose faces and voices I can no longer recall, I will leave this here.

2023-05-31

オススメホラー映画がミッドサマーのやつ

ホラー映画おすすめ教えて!」ってツイートに95%は「ミッドサマー」か「SAW」って答えるやついるんだけどマジでモテないだろと思う

グロいのが好きです!とか言ってんならわかるけど普通にホラー映画」って言われてそんな好み別れる陰キャしかきじゃねえような映画出すな

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