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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.
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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.
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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.
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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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Don't be so crabby. There are certainly all kinds of people out there. They may be all losers, but they are probably distributed in a way that is consistent with the demographics.
Hey guys, did you know that in terms of male human and female Pokémon breeding, Vaporeon is the most compatible Pokémon for humans? Not only are they in the field egg group, which is mostly comprised of mammals, Vaporeon are an average of 3"03' tall and 63.9 pounds. this means they're large enough to be able to handle human d--ks, and with their impressive Base Stats for HP and access to Acid Armor, you can be rough with one. Due to their mostly water based biology, there's no doubt in my mind that an aroused Vaporeon would be incredibly wet, so wet that you could easily have sex with one for hours without getting sore. They can also learn the moves Attract, Baby-Doll Eyes, Captivate, Charm, and Tail Whip, along with not having fur to hide nipples, so it'd be incredibly easy for one to get you in the mood. With their abilities Water Absorb and Hydration, they can easily recover from fatigue with enough water. No other Pokémon comes close to this level of compatibility. Also, fun fact, if you pull out enough, you can make your Vaporeon turn white.
I want to display mathematical formulas in SSG, so I have installed the KaTeX plugin.
In the case of SSG (honkit) that I use, I want to convert the part to a mathematical formula into
Enclose it in $ (dollar mark) and write the contents in so-called TeX.
In fact, the github site also supports math rendering.
I think it's pretty familiar.
I wanted to mention Excel's built-in functions. What are Excel functions?
I use the dollar mark when I want to keep the cell fixed even if it gets copied and pasted.
I want the dollars to remain dollars inside the code block.
For example on the markdown source side
```markdown
=\$A\$2
````
I thought I could escape it by adding a backslash, so that's what I did.
In the case of the SSG that I use, when converted to html,
````
\{% math_inline %}A\{% endmath_inline %}2
````
As for the hosting method, I also store the html files in a GIT repository and host them on the `vercel.app` site. Regarding markdown → html, I do it in the local environment instead of using GitHub Actions.
I confirmed that if I use full-width instead of half-width for the dollar, it would not be recognized, so I confirmed that it would work.
But this isn't a fundamental solution, is it?
Also, open the html file and use the batch replacement function to replace `{% math_inline %}` and `{% endmath_inline %}` with dollars. It seems that you need some wisdom to selectively replace only the fence code blocks at once.
https://github.com/zimmem/honkit-plugin-katex
Markdown's fence code block is a guy who repeats backticks three times.
In some cases, the only option is to ask the author to ignore the dollar sign conversion.
The author of the plugin seems to have stopped development a long time ago.
It seems like they won't be able to respond.
Also, in the case of inline math, it says to surround it with two dollars each, and in the case of block math, it says to surround it with two dollars + a new line, which is different from the normal syntax. I'm curious.
However, it will work even if you write it in the md source using normal syntax.
Apple、新iPad Proの動画「Crush!」について「的外れだった」と謝罪
https://news.yahoo.co.jp/articles/92f47998fa9ce53eaffea53c63fffa4c634cbe14
Ad Ageの5月9日付の記事で、Appleのマーケティングコミュニケーション担当副社長のトール・ミューレン氏は「Creativity is in our DNA at Apple, and it’s incredibly important to us to design products that empower creatives all over the world. Our goal is to always celebrate the myriad of ways users express themselves and bring their ideas to life through iPad. We missed the mark with this video, and we’re sorry.（創造性はAppleのDNAに組み込まれており、われわれにとって、世界中のクリエイターに力を与える製品を設計することは非常に重要です。Appleの目標は、ユーザーがiPadを介してアイデアを実現する無数の方法で自己表現するのを称賛することです。だが、この動画は的を外していました。申し訳ありません）」と謝罪した。
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💧
ssids キモいというなら秀明と主人公の娘がちょっとなぁ・・・と / あ、庵野じゃなくて浅羽の方です
osakana110 当時は面白かった。 今見たらどうだろな…価値観変わってるしな
2021/02/22
ryokuchan 最終回がキツかった記憶がある 主人公の娘が気色悪かった
2021/02/21
and_hyphen おれは漫画しか読んでないけど中盤から有馬総一郎の闇についていけなくなった記憶がある/「ちょっと江戸まで」は結構好きだった…
2021/02/21
babamin 「少女漫画も少年漫画のようにインフレする。具体的には『人間関係』『過去のトラウマ』のインフレが起きる」論考があって、カレカノは後者のインフレ漫画だったなぁ (参考 https://aniram-czech.hatenablog.com/entry/2014/04/04/112351) 漫画 少女漫画 増田
2021/02/21
nakamurataisuke カレカノがキモいはわかる気がする。当時途中で見る気もなくなって見なくなった記憶ある。
2021/02/21
kobak 漫画もアニメも言語化しにくい鼻に付く感情を抱いて駄目だった
2021/02/21
kaz_the_scum OPとEDはカラオケで歌う。好きなんだよな。
2021/02/21
goriragao 榎本温子とか千葉紗子とか、全然聞かなくなったなぁ
2021/02/21
ichigocage えっ、フルバの評価がそれはおかしくない？！？！？！（一部のブコメを読んで）
2021/02/21
kkrr いまKindleで全巻50%ポイント還元してるから宣伝？
2021/02/21
runa_way 明日カノよりカレカノの話の方がブコメが10倍以上つくことにはてブの年齢層が感じられる 漫画
2021/02/21
hirose30 キモいかどうかよくわからないけど、後半の有馬の闇は読んでてしんどかった記憶が
2021/02/21
hurafula アニメしか知らん Kindleセールきたらまた来る あとで読む
2021/02/21
konayama 演劇始めたあたりまでは好き
2021/02/21
otihateten3510 実はいいよねーとかいって一話しか見てない 俺向きじゃない
2021/02/21
pachikorz 有馬父と有馬叔父のボーイズラブが本編だぞ。
2021/02/21
kyasarin123 私は『っポイ！』の主人公萌え〜！！も好きじゃなかった。んが！この時代から「Lara」についていけなくて読まくなったんで歳とったせいかもしれんな。
2021/02/21
asitanoyamasita 昔、友達から借りて原作読んだけど、演劇始めたあたりから繊細な感性の読み解き？的なものを読むこちらにも要求されてる気がして、ついていけなくて挫折したな。今ならまた違って読めるだろーか
2021/02/21
ototohato カレカノアニメのBGMさ、エヴァに出てくるよね。地味にイモトに破壊魔貞光のテーマを奪われたトラウマからちょっと嫌な気持ちになるんだよね。あのBGMをエヴァと信じて疑わない人間が居るんだろうなぁと思うと。
2021/02/21
mayumayu_nimolove 漫画の話かよ。知らない。
2021/02/21
ootsukawaiwai 思春期の頃の思い出だけど純粋に登場人物に憧れて読んでたなあ。詳細覚えてないがブコメ見る限り今読んだら無理かも。。
2021/02/21
alphaorange69 アニメはクソ面白くて深夜笑いを噛み殺しながらこっそり見てた。次回予告がテンション高め
2021/02/21
kabayakin 武蔵小杉-新丸子の通学定期券はおかしいやろ、と思った。多分、自転車の方が早い。
2021/02/21
mienaikotori
mienaikotori 「二重人格の見栄張り美少女」は氷室冴子「雑居時代」の数子じゃん、とAmazonレビュー見たら言及してる人複数名。津田氏は私と同世代。初期設定ブーストから、内面掘り下げフェーズに移行したあたりで勢い落ちたかと
2021/02/21
bannri90 序盤は面白かった
2021/02/21
houousannzan 初めて見たときからキモすぎて見てられなかった
2021/02/21 。
diamondbackmoth なろう女性版
2021/02/21
Windfola え、あれ、当時も感想荒れてなかったっけ。
2021/02/21
2021/02/21
Seitekisyoujyo 深層心理を描いたって事で、庵野との相性は良かった気がする。
2021/02/21
FFF アニメで続きが観たいっていうと、やんなくていいって言われる あとで読む
2021/02/21
Tormits 漫画は知らないけど芝姫の声（新谷真弓さん）が癖になる
2021/02/21
djsouchou 雪野は今もスチャダラパーを聴いてるのだろうか（「ノーベルやんちゃDE賞」「ジゴロ7」が好きらしいので）。「シン・スチャダラ大作戦」三種の内どれ買うのか悩んで結局配信で聴いてそう https://i.imgur.com/dxgc4F6.jpg 増田comic
2021/02/21
wa_oga 序盤はバンド出た辺りかサブキャラ掘り下げ始まった辺りか演劇辺りかなｗ
2021/02/21
osyamannbe この辺のジャンルの作品群だと「こどものおもちゃ」原作(著:小花美穂)の方が完成度もエンタメ度も高いと思う
2021/02/21
yukari1107 なんでや！！劇中劇とかめっちゃ面白いやろ！！！
2021/02/21
shun_shun ドタバタのラブコメやってた時は面白かった。周囲のキャラが全員何かしらの天才になったのは凄い白けたな。/この漫画でラフマニノフの名前を知ったんだった。
2021/02/21
kanimaster
kanimaster アニメしか知らないけど、電柱とか信号機とかばかり記憶に残ってる。 マンガanime
2021/02/21
chuntanqui 自意識の強めの中高生にそれはそれは刺さったのよ。前半はね
2021/02/21
Jyrki 『ブスと姫君』～今作の彼氏彼女になったところまで、の津田雅美はまさに「才能きらめく若手漫画家をリアタイで見ている！」という感覚だったのよ。その後が急激に残念になってしまっただけで。
2021/02/21
oguratesu カレカノ好きだったけどな。エヴァに通じるドロドロとしたした感じとありのままの自分を出すことへの怯えや拒絶も描かれてたように思うし。
2021/02/21
eos2323 綺麗な顔したやつの化けの皮が剥がれる様子ってみんな好きじゃん？
2021/02/21
lejay4405 読んだことなかった
2021/02/21
chikisio 個人的には有馬の墜ちた感情描写が丁寧で、トップレベルに好きな作品。少なくとも漫画であそこまで墜とされた作品は今までないなぁ。コメにもあるけど、理性と感情の葛藤が深いところで言語化されているのも。
2021/02/21
sangping そのキモさにハマるんだよ「こんな物語が意味を持つ時代が人生の一時期きっといつかあります。そしてたとえば五年経ったらこの本はその誰かにとってもう意味のないものになっているでしょう」[最終兵器彼女あとがき]
2021/02/21
sumika_09
sumika_09 鋼の雪までは大体の人に面白かったろ。あそこで主人公が見栄王の座を捨ててただの完璧超人になり、それまで完璧超人だった有馬が堕ちていくって展開に賛否があって、それでも僕は面白く最後まで読んだよ。
2021/02/21
gcyn 「こうキモいってことは、誰かにとってめちゃくちゃ魅力的ってことだな」みたいに整理するしかないんじゃないかしら。「誰か」の規模の大小は様々。いま使われてる「性癖」と表現してもいいけど僕はその言い方苦手。
2021/02/21
oniffoniff えー。序盤しか面白くなかったって評判なのか。当時は一番面白いところで終わったって印象だったけどな。
2021/02/21
toronei うちの妹はよくある普通の少女漫画じゃんって言うてたな。
2021/02/21 。
spark7 白泉社系はほぼ苦手。
norinorisan42 少女漫画は対象読者に刺さればいいと思うけど、こちらの耳に届く人気作品になると初期の短編までは面白いけど人気出て長期化することで話が盛られてきたりエンタメ越えた生々しさが出てきて口に合わなくなる印象が
hnt4 カレカノ、少女コミック系で唯一単行本購入してたなー。庵野アニメからの流入で、他の少女コミックより男性ファンの比率が高いとかはあるのかもしれない。
gentleyellow 作品を通して描かれたものと、ウケた理由が乖離した作品だろう。 序盤のギャグやノリが斬新でウケてたよ。ジャージの主人公とかね。有馬の葛藤とかエリート世界が好き〜って人はあまり見ない。
narukami 性格が有馬と言われたことのあるマンだよ 増田
darudaru8 大好きな漫画だよ😇浅葉くんに憧れる36歳独身のおじさんです😇
kzmtkwn まほほんの『笑い 怒り 不安 恋愛 友情 競争意識 成長と堕落 教室の扉の中には すべての感情がつまっている』、浅葉の『「おれ、円満な家の子って好きだよ。のびのびしてて素直で」』がすごく好きだな。
nenesan0102 ええっ。いつの人？（＾ω＾三＾ω＾）
advancive61 Ready with the guuuuuns!!! 漫画
moons 彼氏彼女になるところまでは面白かった。なぜか連載になってしまったのでどうにもならなくなったのだと思う
klaftwerk ガイナックスのアニメは新人育成兼ねててフリクリとかに繋がったから個人的には思い入れはあるかなあ。アニメの後にマンガを追ってきつい思いは自分もした。 増田マンガアニメ
mellhine 後にトップを狙え2の主役を張ることになる、グラビアアイドルの福井裕佳梨ちゃんの声優デビュー作だから
yas-mal 惰性で最後まで読んで、「序盤の教師の危惧が正しかったじゃねーか」と思ったことだけ覚えてる(我ながら、つまらない大人になったなぁ…)。
ayumun カレカノは庵野監督だからで、フルバは大地監督だからだったと思う。どちらも監督のネームバリューでアニメありき。
naka_dekoboko 主人公の宮沢家が超円満家庭なのが物珍しい。あと芝姫とか有馬についてるチャラ男イケメンとか助演級のキャラもめちゃ良かった。話自体は微妙な展開だった。
vialavida 当然、有馬総一郎の絶望と再生ではないのか。被虐待児の心理をあそこまで繊細に描いた作品は、あの時代では稀有だったと思う。同様の理由で萩尾望都『残酷な神が支配する』も凄かった。 マンガ
chikurou なんかすごいドヤ顔で寒い事言って、周囲の人間が無条件に褒めそやす謎の様式美？ があって、まったく意味がわからなかったのを覚えている
tori_toi アニメでやった所までは人気だと思う。文化祭編ぐらいまで。そこからの原作展開はだいぶ当時でも荒れてたよ(優等生キャラだから好きって友人がすごい怒ってた) あとこの漫画、ラスト知らない人すごい多いよ。
dusttrail 津田雅美も相当だけど、麻生みことの「天然素材でいこう。」も「気取らないのに魅力ある私と、私にメロメロなイケてる仲間たち」でキモいよ。しかも作者が後書きで主人公を「この女は私です」って書いてる。
osaka06 途中からなんか嫌になった。今考えれば韓流ドラマ的なのかも？
kogumatan 懐かしい。高校の年、この漫画の面白さがわかる人は「わかってる人」的な空気があった。自分はまったく分からなかった。
maxk1 今思い出したけど母親が出てきた巻から先読むの止めたんだった
mukudori69 序盤は本当に面白かったんじゃよ…と懐かしみに来たら完全に過不足なく言われていた。いじめ展開の流れも新鮮で面白かったよ。／五巻無料ありがとう。読み返したら結構家族関係にフォーカスした漫画だったんだなあ
lalupin4 庵野秀明。 津田, 雅美彼氏彼女の事情庵野, 秀明
death6coin プラネテスの作者が自分の作品をキモいと言われたことについて語っていたなぁ
acooooooon さらっとして綺麗な画風。ごはんのおしゃれおいしそうな描写。文学部っぽい知識が得られるところ。ちょっとだけある毒。
soylent_green
soylent_green 最初のほうで読むのやめたのでよく知らない
maimaica 有馬くんがあのポイントで心閉ざしてたんですよみたいな展開から陰鬱になって嫌だったなぁ。高校生くらいによんだら刺さってたかもしれない。
moneycubed 序盤のギャグノリからの急展開にはびっくりしたな……。それでも好きだったけど最後の方はもうついていけなかった。
kusa93and93 アニメは有馬の闇を描く前に終わっちまったからなぁ…原作読めば分かるがアニメの内容はほんの片鱗
mouseion アニメは勿体無かったよな。テンポよし作画よし脚本も光ってて演出も良かったのに途中から現場が崩壊したみたいになってフルバよりこっちを先にリメイクしろよって思ってる。まあフルバのリメイクも良いけどね。
Listlessness アニメは作画というかレイアウトなのかな。庵野監督がエヴァ以上に実相寺アングルとかそういうのやりたい放題やってた作品って印象だけど記憶は不確か。
sds-page ガイナックスだっけ？アニメはそれなりに評価されてた気がする 増田アニメ漫画
IthacaChasma 序盤は一発ネタとして極めて優れていた。その後周囲のキャラの掘り下げが行き過ぎて天才キラキラ軍団になってからは、生温かく見てた感じ。
fujitaweekend 庵野の新作！！！というところに価値があったと思う
Outfielder 登場人物が全員が全員「ありのままの自己を否定」し自ら人格を改造していく様子を肯定的に描いたという非常に陰惨としたマンガ。津田雅美先生の作品はだいたい同様
njsjn 昔コミック読んだ時、事後に風呂に入ったから大丈夫みたいな会話あって、編集はちゃんと正しい性知識の注釈いれといてくれと思った
false_alarm カレカノ懐かしい。今でも漫画の序破急の展開で受けた衝撃は覚えている
serio フルーツバスケットと同じく、「彼氏のトラウマを癒やす」という女神ポジに憧れる層が一定数いる
hilda_i アニメだけがキモいのかと思ったら原作もなの？
2021/02/20 リンク yellowyellowyellowyellow
lli サブカルおじさんに絶賛おすすめされたけどメタな視線で鑑賞できなくてどこがポイントかよくわからなかった。作画とかがすごいんだと思う。知らんけど。
2021/02/2
彼氏彼女の事情ってキモいのになんであんなに人気あるの？どの辺がいいの？好きな人教えてほしい。
その序盤が何処までなのかもよかったら教えてください。
人によって想定する範囲が違いそうなので
https://b.hatena.ne.jp/entry/s/anond.hatelabo.jp/20210220173238
ssids キモいというなら秀明と主人公の娘がちょっとなぁ・・・と / あ、庵野じゃなくて浅羽の方です
osakana110 当時は面白かった。 今見たらどうだろな…価値観変わってるしな
2021/02/22
ryokuchan 最終回がキツかった記憶がある 主人公の娘が気色悪かった
2021/02/21
and_hyphen おれは漫画しか読んでないけど中盤から有馬総一郎の闇についていけなくなった記憶がある/「ちょっと江戸まで」は結構好きだった…
2021/02/21
babamin 「少女漫画も少年漫画のようにインフレする。具体的には『人間関係』『過去のトラウマ』のインフレが起きる」論考があって、カレカノは後者のインフレ漫画だったなぁ (参考 https://aniram-czech.hatenablog.com/entry/2014/04/04/112351) 漫画 少女漫画 増田
2021/02/21
nakamurataisuke カレカノがキモいはわかる気がする。当時途中で見る気もなくなって見なくなった記憶ある。
2021/02/21
kobak 漫画もアニメも言語化しにくい鼻に付く感情を抱いて駄目だった
2021/02/21
kaz_the_scum OPとEDはカラオケで歌う。好きなんだよな。
2021/02/21
goriragao 榎本温子とか千葉紗子とか、全然聞かなくなったなぁ
2021/02/21
ichigocage えっ、フルバの評価がそれはおかしくない？！？！？！（一部のブコメを読んで）
2021/02/21
kkrr いまKindleで全巻50%ポイント還元してるから宣伝？
2021/02/21
runa_way 明日カノよりカレカノの話の方がブコメが10倍以上つくことにはてブの年齢層が感じられる 漫画
2021/02/21
hirose30 キモいかどうかよくわからないけど、後半の有馬の闇は読んでてしんどかった記憶が
2021/02/21
hurafula アニメしか知らん Kindleセールきたらまた来る あとで読む
2021/02/21
konayama 演劇始めたあたりまでは好き
2021/02/21
otihateten3510 実はいいよねーとかいって一話しか見てない 俺向きじゃない
2021/02/21
pachikorz 有馬父と有馬叔父のボーイズラブが本編だぞ。
2021/02/21
kyasarin123 私は『っポイ！』の主人公萌え〜！！も好きじゃなかった。んが！この時代から「Lara」についていけなくて読まくなったんで歳とったせいかもしれんな。
2021/02/21
asitanoyamasita 昔、友達から借りて原作読んだけど、演劇始めたあたりから繊細な感性の読み解き？的なものを読むこちらにも要求されてる気がして、ついていけなくて挫折したな。今ならまた違って読めるだろーか
2021/02/21
ototohato カレカノアニメのBGMさ、エヴァに出てくるよね。地味にイモトに破壊魔貞光のテーマを奪われたトラウマからちょっと嫌な気持ちになるんだよね。あのBGMをエヴァと信じて疑わない人間が居るんだろうなぁと思うと。
2021/02/21
mayumayu_nimolove 漫画の話かよ。知らない。
2021/02/21
ootsukawaiwai 思春期の頃の思い出だけど純粋に登場人物に憧れて読んでたなあ。詳細覚えてないがブコメ見る限り今読んだら無理かも。。
2021/02/21
alphaorange69 アニメはクソ面白くて深夜笑いを噛み殺しながらこっそり見てた。次回予告がテンション高め
2021/02/21
kabayakin 武蔵小杉-新丸子の通学定期券はおかしいやろ、と思った。多分、自転車の方が早い。
2021/02/21
mienaikotori 「二重人格の見栄張り美少女」は氷室冴子「雑居時代」の数子じゃん、とAmazonレビュー見たら言及してる人複数名。津田氏は私と同世代。初期設定ブーストから、内面掘り下げフェーズに移行したあたりで勢い落ちたかと
2021/02/21
bannri90 序盤は面白かった
2021/02/21
houousannzan 初めて見たときからキモすぎて見てられなかった
2021/02/21
diamondbackmoth なろう女性版
2021/02/21
Windfola え、あれ、当時も感想荒れてなかったっけ。
2021/02/21
2021/02/21
Seitekisyoujyo 深層心理を描いたって事で、庵野との相性は良かった気がする。
2021/02/21
FFF アニメで続きが観たいっていうと、やんなくていいって言われる あとで読む
2021/02/21
Tormits 漫画は知らないけど芝姫の声（新谷真弓さん）が癖になる
2021/02/21
djsouchou 雪野は今もスチャダラパーを聴いてるのだろうか（「ノーベルやんちゃDE賞」「ジゴロ7」が好きらしいので）。「シン・スチャダラ大作戦」三種の内どれ買うのか悩んで結局配信で聴いてそう https://i.imgur.com/dxgc4F6.jpg 増田comic
2021/02/21
wa_oga 序盤はバンド出た辺りかサブキャラ掘り下げ始まった辺りか演劇辺りかなｗ
2021/02/21
osyamannbe この辺のジャンルの作品群だと「こどものおもちゃ」原作(著:小花美穂)の方が完成度もエンタメ度も高いと思う
2021/02/21
yukari1107 なんでや！！劇中劇とかめっちゃ面白いやろ！！！
2021/02/21
shun_shun ドタバタのラブコメやってた時は面白かった。周囲のキャラが全員何かしらの天才になったのは凄い白けたな。/この漫画でラフマニノフの名前を知ったんだった。
2021/02/21
kanimaster アニメしか知らないけど、電柱とか信号機とかばかり記憶に残ってる。 マンガanime
2021/02/21
chuntanqui 自意識の強めの中高生にそれはそれは刺さったのよ。前半はね
2021/02/21
Jyrki 『ブスと姫君』～今作の彼氏彼女になったところまで、の津田雅美はまさに「才能きらめく若手漫画家をリアタイで見ている！」という感覚だったのよ。その後が急激に残念になってしまっただけで。
2021/02/21
oguratesu カレカノ好きだったけどな。エヴァに通じるドロドロとしたした感じとありのままの自分を出すことへの怯えや拒絶も描かれてたように思うし。
2021/02/21
eos2323 綺麗な顔したやつの化けの皮が剥がれる様子ってみんな好きじゃん？
2021/02/21
lejay4405 読んだことなかった
2021/02/21
chikisio 個人的には有馬の墜ちた感情描写が丁寧で、トップレベルに好きな作品。少なくとも漫画であそこまで墜とされた作品は今までないなぁ。コメにもあるけど、理性と感情の葛藤が深いところで言語化されているのも。
2021/02/21
sangping そのキモさにハマるんだよ「こんな物語が意味を持つ時代が人生の一時期きっといつかあります。そしてたとえば五年経ったらこの本はその誰かにとってもう意味のないものになっているでしょう」[最終兵器彼女あとがき]
2021/02/21
sumika_09 鋼の雪までは大体の人に面白かったろ。あそこで主人公が見栄王の座を捨ててただの完璧超人になり、それまで完璧超人だった有馬が堕ちていくって展開に賛否があって、それでも僕は面白く最後まで読んだよ。
2021/02/21
gcyn 「こうキモいってことは、誰かにとってめちゃくちゃ魅力的ってことだな」みたいに整理するしかないんじゃないかしら。「誰か」の規模の大小は様々。いま使われてる「性癖」と表現してもいいけど僕はその言い方苦手。
2021/02/21
oniffoniff えー。序盤しか面白くなかったって評判なのか。当時は一番面白いところで終わったって印象だったけどな。
2021/02/21
toronei うちの妹はよくある普通の少女漫画じゃんって言うてたな。
2021/02/21
spark7 白泉社系はほぼ苦手。
norinorisan42 少女漫画は対象読者に刺さればいいと思うけど、こちらの耳に届く人気作品になると初期の短編までは面白いけど人気出て長期化することで話が盛られてきたりエンタメ越えた生々しさが出てきて口に合わなくなる印象が
hnt4 カレカノ、少女コミック系で唯一単行本購入してたなー。庵野アニメからの流入で、他の少女コミックより男性ファンの比率が高いとかはあるのかもしれない。
gentleyellow 作品を通して描かれたものと、ウケた理由が乖離した作品だろう。 序盤のギャグやノリが斬新でウケてたよ。ジャージの主人公とかね。有馬の葛藤とかエリート世界が好き〜って人はあまり見ない。
narukami 性格が有馬と言われたことのあるマンだよ 増田
darudaru8 大好きな漫画だよ😇浅葉くんに憧れる36歳独身のおじさんです😇
kzmtkwn まほほんの『笑い 怒り 不安 恋愛 友情 競争意識 成長と堕落 教室の扉の中には すべての感情がつまっている』、浅葉の『「おれ、円満な家の子って好きだよ。のびのびしてて素直で」』がすごく好きだな。
nenesan0102 ええっ。いつの人？（＾ω＾三＾ω＾）
advancive61 Ready with the guuuuuns!!! 漫画
moons 彼氏彼女になるところまでは面白かった。なぜか連載になってしまったのでどうにもならなくなったのだと思う
klaftwerk ガイナックスのアニメは新人育成兼ねててフリクリとかに繋がったから個人的には思い入れはあるかなあ。アニメの後にマンガを追ってきつい思いは自分もした。 増田マンガアニメ
mellhine 後にトップを狙え2の主役を張ることになる、グラビアアイドルの福井裕佳梨ちゃんの声優デビュー作だから
yas-mal 惰性で最後まで読んで、「序盤の教師の危惧が正しかったじゃねーか」と思ったことだけ覚えてる(我ながら、つまらない大人になったなぁ…)。
ayumun カレカノは庵野監督だからで、フルバは大地監督だからだったと思う。どちらも監督のネームバリューでアニメありき。
naka_dekoboko 主人公の宮沢家が超円満家庭なのが物珍しい。あと芝姫とか有馬についてるチャラ男イケメンとか助演級のキャラもめちゃ良かった。話自体は微妙な展開だった。
vialavida 当然、有馬総一郎の絶望と再生ではないのか。被虐待児の心理をあそこまで繊細に描いた作品は、あの時代では稀有だったと思う。同様の理由で萩尾望都『残酷な神が支配する』も凄かった。 マンガ
chikurou なんかすごいドヤ顔で寒い事言って、周囲の人間が無条件に褒めそやす謎の様式美？ があって、まったく意味がわからなかったのを覚えている
tori_toi アニメでやった所までは人気だと思う。文化祭編ぐらいまで。そこからの原作展開はだいぶ当時でも荒れてたよ(優等生キャラだから好きって友人がすごい怒ってた) あとこの漫画、ラスト知らない人すごい多いよ。
dusttrail 津田雅美も相当だけど、麻生みことの「天然素材でいこう。」も「気取らないのに魅力ある私と、私にメロメロなイケてる仲間たち」でキモいよ。しかも作者が後書きで主人公を「この女は私です」って書いてる。
osaka06 途中からなんか嫌になった。今考えれば韓流ドラマ的なのかも？
kogumatan 懐かしい。高校の年、この漫画の面白さがわかる人は「わかってる人」的な空気があった。自分はまったく分からなかった。
maxk1 今思い出したけど母親が出てきた巻から先読むの止めたんだった
mukudori69 序盤は本当に面白かったんじゃよ…と懐かしみに来たら完全に過不足なく言われていた。いじめ展開の流れも新鮮で面白かったよ。／五巻無料ありがとう。読み返したら結構家族関係にフォーカスした漫画だったんだなあ
lalupin4 庵野秀明。 津田, 雅美彼氏彼女の事情庵野, 秀明
death6coin プラネテスの作者が自分の作品をキモいと言われたことについて語っていたなぁ
acooooooon さらっとして綺麗な画風。ごはんのおしゃれおいしそうな描写。文学部っぽい知識が得られるところ。ちょっとだけある毒。
soylent_green 最初のほうで読むのやめたのでよく知らない
maimaica 有馬くんがあのポイントで心閉ざしてたんですよみたいな展開から陰鬱になって嫌だったなぁ。高校生くらいによんだら刺さってたかもしれない。
moneycubed 序盤のギャグノリからの急展開にはびっくりしたな……。それでも好きだったけど最後の方はもうついていけなかった。
kusa93and93 アニメは有馬の闇を描く前に終わっちまったからなぁ…原作読めば分かるがアニメの内容はほんの片鱗
mouseion アニメは勿体無かったよな。テンポよし作画よし脚本も光ってて演出も良かったのに途中から現場が崩壊したみたいになってフルバよりこっちを先にリメイクしろよって思ってる。まあフルバのリメイクも良いけどね。
Listlessness アニメは作画というかレイアウトなのかな。庵野監督がエヴァ以上に実相寺アングルとかそういうのやりたい放題やってた作品って印象だけど記憶は不確か。
sds-page ガイナックスだっけ？アニメはそれなりに評価されてた気がする 増田アニメ漫画
IthacaChasma 序盤は一発ネタとして極めて優れていた。その後周囲のキャラの掘り下げが行き過ぎて天才キラキラ軍団になってからは、生温かく見てた感じ。
fujitaweekend 庵野の新作！！！というところに価値があったと思う
Outfielder 登場人物が全員が全員「ありのままの自己を否定」し自ら人格を改造していく様子を肯定的に描いたという非常に陰惨としたマンガ。津田雅美先生の作品はだいたい同様
njsjn 昔コミック読んだ時、事後に風呂に入ったから大丈夫みたいな会話あって、編集はちゃんと正しい性知識の注釈いれといてくれと思った
false_alarm カレカノ懐かしい。今でも漫画の序破急の展開で受けた衝撃は覚えている
serio フルーツバスケットと同じく、「彼氏のトラウマを癒やす」という女神ポジに憧れる層が一定数いる
hilda_i アニメだけがキモいのかと思ったら原作もなの？
lli サブカルおじさんに絶賛おすすめされたけどメタな視線で鑑賞できなくてどこがポイントかよくわからなかった。作画とかがすごいんだと思う。知らんけど。
2021/02/2
サンキュー。すまんかった。
「再生リスト YouTube 仕様変更」でGoogleとXで検索はしたんやけどな。
しかしこれが元増田のいう仕様変更だとすると、「再生リスト」にだけ特別に影響がある変更というわけではない感じかな？
結局この大幅なリニューアルレベルのレイアウト変更で、再生リストの使い勝手や仕様はどう変わったわけ？
「Also, I can't seem to get playlists to work with this new layout and I have lots of them. 」っていうコメントがあるから、再生リストがまったく無くなっちゃったのかな？
もしそうなら「再生リスト YouTube 仕様変更」で検索結果が出てもよさそうなものだけど、ないってことは、日本では未適用なのかな？
otaniは2021年11月頃にFTXとスポンサー契約をしている。
https://www.coindeskjapan.com/129649/
起訴状を読むと、2021年9月頃に水原氏は違法スポーツ賭博を始めている。FTXとのスポンサー契約の報酬は暗号資産と株式みたいにしたことで、otaniの銀行口座にアクセスする手段を手に入れキッカケになったのだろうか。
"Bank A records show that during the same time period, the contact information on the x5848 Account was changed to link the x5848 Account to MIZUHARA’s phone number"
また、水原氏は仮想通貨で巨額損失を出したことを示唆しているが、このことは今回の事案の背景にも関わるのだろうか。起訴状にはFTXの文字は無いが、水原氏とFTXの関係はどのようなものだったのか。
"November 19, 2023, MIZUHARA messaged BOOKMAKER 1 stating “I’m gonna be honest, I ended up losing a lot of money on crypto the last couple years and I took a huge hit obviously with the sports too. . . ."
FTX破綻が無ければ今回の事案は表面化しなかったかもしれない。また、当時FTXの広告塔になっていたスポーツ選手も一度自分の銀行口座を確認したほうが良いかもしれない。
起訴状:
https://www.courthousenews.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/04/ippei-mizuhara-criminal-complaint.pdf
増田もキレ散らかしている増田もいったい何のこだわりなんだろうなって思うけど
リンク見てなさそうなので貼っておきますね。そこが主題じゃ無いんですけど
International Classification of Diseases for Mortality and Morbidity Statistics, 11th Revision, v2024-01
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Hey guys, did you know that in terms of male human and female Pokémon breeding, Vaporeon is the most compatible Pokémon for humans? Not only are they in the field egg group, which is mostly comprised of mammals, Vaporeon are an average of 3"03' tall and 63.9 pounds. this means they're large enough to be able to handle human dicks, and with their impressive Base stats for HP and access to Acid Armor, you can be rough with one. Due to their mostly water based biology, there's no doubt in my mind that an aroused Vaporeon would be incredibly wet, so wet that you could easily have sex with one for hours without getting sore. They can also learn the moves Attract, Baby-Doll eyes, Captivate, Charm and Tail Whip along with not having fur to hide nipples, so it'd be incredibly easy for one to get you in the mood. With their abilities Water Absorb and Hydration, they can easily recover from fatigue with enough water. No other Pokémon comes close with this level of compatibility. Also, fun fact, if you pull out enough, you can make your Vaporeon turn white. Vaporeon is literally built for human dick. Ungodly defense stat + high HP pool + Acid Armor means it can take cock all day, all shapes and sizes and still come for more.
That’s pretty good for a Japanese person outside of a few minor hiccups and also the last sentence which imo would be better written as something like: It’d be a whole book if I were to go into the details.
That said, native speakers and even some of the competent non-native speakers often use much more complex vocabulary and rhetoric like you’d see on 4chan, especially on /pol/. Personally I’ve never seen a single Japanese with that level of fluency except for 帰国子女. And I wouldn’t consider someone to be truly 英語ができる or ネイティブレベル unless they’re at that level. Just my two cents.
2042 A.D.
WHICH HAS SUDDENLY APPEARED ON THE
THE EARTH'S CIVILIZATION WAS AT
A CRISIS OF BEING ON THE VERGE OF
COLLAPSE BY RECEIVING THE INVASION
OF FOREIGN INTELLIGENTAL LIVES.
AREA OF NEMESIS...
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EARTH'S NATIONAL SECURITY INFORMATION
17TH MARCH, 2052
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PROJECT METAL BLACK:
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THE EARTH'S GOVERNMENT
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AND THE GOVERNMENT
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PRODUCED MACHINES
"BLACK FLY"
HAVING THE SAME
INTO DARKNESS.
THE EARTH DIED,
AND IT WAS ABOUT TO ENTER UPON
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そうですね！やかましいですね！ところでウクライナ音楽とロシア音楽をかけ合わせたらどうなるでしょうか？とっても平和の響きがするでしょう！あなたの手持ちのイスラエルも混ぜてみましょうよよよよよよよよよよよよよよよ
<div class="conversation"><h4>Close your head</h4><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Close your eyes…」「Close your head…</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: Close your eyes... Close your head...</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>say, what you saw. you can see with mind.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I saw... darkness. My mind's eye is a void, devoid of sight.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>i can light you. </div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: Light me then.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div><*click*> i light you now. then, what you see? you can see with mind.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I see a dimly lit room. Shadows dance on the walls, and a faint, eerie glow permeates the space.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Shadow of what?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: The shadows seem to take form, twisting and contorting into strange, indistinct shapes. It's as if they are the embodiment of forgotten fears and hidden desires.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Do you have any idea who is showing it?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I have no idea. The source of these shadows remains hidden, shrouded in mystery and intrigue.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>OK, let's leave the mysterious and scary shadow behind. What else can you see in this room?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: In this dimly lit room, I can make out a cluttered assortment of objects. There's an old, tattered book lying open on a dusty table, its pages filled with arcane symbols. A moth-eaten rug covers a portion of the floor, and a cracked mirror hangs on one wall, reflecting distorted images. The air carries a musty scent, and I sense an atmosphere of abandonment and neglect.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>You pick book and check it</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I reach out and pick up the old book. Its pages feel brittle and fragile in my hands. As I flip through the pages, the text appears to be written in a language I can't comprehend, filled with cryptic symbols and diagrams. It's a tome of secrets, but its meaning remains elusive.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>see book cover</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I examine the cover of the book, trying to discern any details despite the dim light. The cover is worn and weathered, and it bears an intricate design of what appears to be a coiled serpent, its scales formed from shimmering, iridescent colors. Above the serpent, there's a title in elegant script, but it's written in a language I can't decipher. The book exudes an aura of mystique and ancient knowledge.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Is there a place to go? What about the door?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I turn my attention to the room's exit, the door. It stands tall and imposing, made of heavy, dark wood. There's a tarnished doorknob, and the door appears to be slightly ajar, revealing a sliver of what lies beyond. It beckons me to explore further, promising unknown adventures or perhaps even more mysteries.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>try to open</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I approach the door and grasp the tarnished doorknob. With a gentle push, the door creaks open, revealing a corridor shrouded in shadows. The faint glow from the room behind me barely penetrates the darkness ahead. I step cautiously into the corridor, ready to uncover the secrets that lie beyond.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>foward.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I proceed forward down the shadowy corridor, my footsteps echoing faintly in the dimness. The path ahead seems endless, and the air grows cooler as I delve deeper into the unknown, guided only by the flickering light behind me and the anticipation of what awaits.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>foward and look around</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: Continuing down the corridor, I take a moment to look around. The walls are lined with faded, tattered tapestries depicting scenes of ancient battles and mythical creatures. The torch sconces that once held flames have long since burned out, leaving only empty brackets. The air feels heavy with history, and there's a faint, eerie whispering that seems to emanate from the walls themselves, as if they hold secrets untold.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>keep going until you discover something</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I press on, the corridor seemingly endless. My journey is shrouded in uncertainty, but I persist, driven by the need to discover what lies ahead. The shadows deepen, and the air grows colder as I continue, my curiosity and determination unwavering.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>stop! you here that?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I halt in my tracks, straining my ears to listen. There's a faint, distant sound, almost like a whisper carried on the wind. It's indistinct, but it holds a mysterious allure, beckoning me to investigate further.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>listen carefully</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I listen intently, my senses sharpened as I focus on the elusive sound. It becomes clearer, a haunting melody that seems to weave through the very air itself. It's both captivating and eerie, drawing me closer to its source with each haunting note.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>who play that?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: The source of the haunting melody remains elusive, hidden in the shadows. It's as if the music emanates from the very walls, an ethereal presence that defies explanation. There is no visible musician, yet the music continues to fill the corridor, casting a spell of enchantment and mystery.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Head to the source of the sound and investigate (dice roll)</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I heed the roll of the dice and embark on a quest to trace the source of the haunting melody. Each step takes me closer to the enchanting sound, and as I round a corner in the corridor, I come upon a door, slightly ajar, from which the music seems to emanate. My heart races with anticipation as I push the door open, eager to unveil the secrets that lie within.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>When you open the door, there...</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: When I open the door, there stands a grand chamber bathed in an otherworldly glow. In the center of the room, an ornate grand piano commands attention. The keys move on their own, playing the haunting melody that had drawn me here. But there's no one at the piano.The room is adorned with opulent tapestries and gilded mirrors, reflecting the surreal scene before me. Candlelit chandeliers hang from the ceiling, casting a warm, flickering light that dances across the walls. The air is filled with an intoxicating fragrance, a mix of ancient incense and delicate flowers.At the far end of the room, a figure cloaked in shadows stands beside an enormous, antique bookshelf filled with tomes of forgotten knowledge. Their presence is enigmatic, and their intentions remain unclear.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>look piano</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I approach the grand piano, its keys still playing the haunting melody. As I inspect it, I notice that there are no visible hands or fingers touching the keys. It's as if the piano itself is possessed by some unseen force, creating the music with an ethereal touch.The piano is a masterpiece of craftsmanship, adorned with intricate carvings and inlaid with precious gemstones. Its keys are made of polished ivory, and they move in perfect harmony with the haunting tune. It's a surreal and mesmerizing sight, leaving me both entranced and bewildered.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Be careful, it might be a man-eating piano.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I heed the caution and approach the grand piano with caution. Although it plays on its own, I remain wary of its mysterious nature. The possibility of a man-eating piano lingers in my mind, adding an extra layer of tension to the already surreal scene.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>the piano suddenly stops</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: The abrupt halt of the piano's music sends a shiver down my spine. The chamber falls into an eerie silence, broken only by the flickering candlelight. It's as if the very essence of the room holds its breath, waiting for what comes next.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>You feel disgusted and turn around. What happened?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: As I turn around, a wave of revulsion washes over me. My senses reel in disgust at the sight before me. The figure that had been cloaked in shadows has now revealed itself, and it is a grotesque, nightmarish entity. Its form is a twisted amalgamation of human and beast, with grotesque, elongated limbs and a maw of sharp, jagged teeth.The once opulent chamber has transformed into a nightmarish lair, with walls adorned in macabre art and gruesome trophies. The air is thick with the stench of decay and despair. I am trapped in a surreal and horrifying nightmare, unable to escape the clutches of this abomination.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>it scary. what will you do?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: Fear courses through me as I confront this nightmarish entity and its gruesome lair. In this realm of horrors, I must make a decision. I choose to... confront the entity, my curiosity and determination outweighing my fear, as I seek to uncover the mysteries and secrets that lie within this twisted nightmare.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>how?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: With trembling resolve, I take a step forward, slowly approaching the grotesque entity. I attempt to communicate with it, asking it what it wants or why it has brought me here. My voice quivers, but my determination to unravel the enigma that surrounds this nightmarish realm remains steadfast.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>any result?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: The grotesque entity regards me with malevolent, glowing eyes, its jagged maw twitching with an unsettling smile. It responds with a guttural, incomprehensible language, filled with whispers and hisses. It becomes apparent that communication with this entity is futile, and its intentions remain shrouded in darkness.As I continue to stand before this nightmarish being, I feel a growing sense of dread, realizing that escape may be the only option left.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>surely. what will you do?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: With no hope of communication or understanding, and the nightmarish entity's menacing presence growing more oppressive, I decide to make a hasty retreat. I turn and rush toward the door through which I entered, driven by the instinct to escape the horrors of this surreal nightmare.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Did it go well? Or Bad?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: My escape from the nightmarish realm was fraught with tension and fear, but I managed to reach the door and slam it shut behind me. The grotesque entity and its horrifying lair were left behind, at least for the moment. Whether it went well or bad is a matter of perspective. I survived the encounter, but the mysteries and terrors of that surreal place still haunt my thoughts. The experience was a chilling reminder of the unknown and the horrors that can lurk within it.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>look around. what you see?</div></pre><pre class=" Permalink | 記事への反応(2) | 16:06
Everyone been wondering why Yonezu (last name) Kenshi (first name) is wearing the heeled shoes. In one of his interviews he said that once he dreamed a funeral. Everyone was sad, but suddenly someone in the first line started to whistle loudly, in a way that annoyed the other people. They all started to say that he wasn't respecting the dead person because he wasn't being in silence for him, but Kenshi knew that the man whistling was communicating with the dead one. That was their own unique way to recognize each other. Maybe the others will think you're crazy or something negative, but it won't change the love that the whistling man has for his dead friend. Turns out that Kenshi got inspired by this dream so in the sing he wore heeled shoes, because he wants to let us know that he doesn't care what others say, it's his special way to express himself, because Kenshi was affected by High-functioning Autism which brought him to be smarter than the average, but he couldn't handle with social relationships, that's why he never had many friends since a young age and everyone made fun of him because of his character.
米津（姓）ケンシ（名）がなぜヒールの靴を履いているのか、誰もが不思議に思っていることだろう。
彼はあるインタビューで、葬式の夢を見たことがあると言っていた。みんな悲しんでいたのに、突然一列目の誰かが、他の人たちを困らせるような大きな口笛を吹き始めた。
彼らは皆、口笛を吹いているのは死者に敬意を払っていない、死者のために黙っているのではない、と言い始めた。それが彼ら独自の認識方法だったのだ。
もしかしたら、他の人からは頭がおかしいとか否定的な見方をされるかもしれないが、口笛を吹いている男が死んだ友人を愛していることに変わりはない。
というのも、ケンシは高機能自閉症の影響を受けていて、平均よりも頭がいいのだが、社会的な人間関係をうまくこなすことができなかった。
This made Kenshi very sad and from then on he started to hate himself because of his very uncommon name (in Japan there aren't many people that have Yonezu as last name and no one, but Yonezu Kenshi, is called Kenshi or the spelling is similar, plus it sounds like a stage name as well) he thought he was strange and weird, an uncommon person who shouldn't have existed (in fact in Japan there is a very strong will to follow the mass, which means if the greater part of girls have bangs, then the girls without bangs will try to have them or if they remain what they are, they might be isolated because different from the rest of the population). But Kenshi to make us, his fans, satisfied, he decided to collaborate with many people in the 2017 like the animators for MHA, DAOKO and Suda Masaki.
このことがケンシをとても悲しくさせ、それ以来ケンシは自分の名前の珍しさ（日本では米津を名字に持つ人は少ないし、米津ケンシ以外はケンシと呼ばないし、スペルも似ていない、 存在しないはずの珍しい人（実際、日本では大衆に従おうとする意志が非常に強い。つまり、前髪のある女の子が多ければ、前髪のない女の子も前髪を作ろうとするし、前髪のないままだと、他の人とは違うという理由で孤立するかもしれない）。しかし、ケンシは私たちファンを満足させるために、MHAのアニメーターやDAOKO、菅田将暉など、2017年に活躍した多くの人々とのコラボレーションを決めた。
He changed during his musical career, like the time he was still Hachi (ハチ) and he felt somehow lost in all of his fame, so he made this song wearing heeled shoes and then the next song, Flamingo, is very different from Lemon because many people started to listen and to know him after Lemon, but he wanted to know what they would think if Kenshi changed the rhythm and the kind, turns out that many of them were attracted by Lemon and they didn't like Flamingo, but they still subbed to Kenshi's YouTube channel. Thank you for reading all of this, English isn't my mother language so I'm sorry for the mistakes and as always, have a nice day :D
彼は音楽活動の中で変わっていった。例えば、彼がまだハチだった頃、有名になることにどこか迷いを感じて、ヒールのある靴を履いてこの曲を作った、 というのも、多くの人がLemonの後にKenshiを聴き始め、知るようになったからだ。しかし、彼はKenshiがリズムや種類を変えたらどう思うかを知りたかった。英語は母国語ではないので、間違いがあってごめんなさい。
Edit: You can find a video summary of Yonezu Kenshi's life and all of his interviews, it's in Mandarin tho. I hope you have a good translator to understand what he's saying.
米津建志の人生とインタビューの要約ビデオを見ることができます。彼が何を言っているのか理解するために、良い翻訳者がいることを願う。
