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はじめまして。出来ればこんな記事を始まりにしたくなかったですが、名出しでコメントを残す事に抵抗があったので、私が参加した理由と、今後の日本どうしたらいいんだろうという話を、ぶつ切りで勝手にしていきます。
※匿名の理由は身内に名前と文章の二つでピンとこられたら嫌だったからです。身内が無関心だったら書いてた。
※頭の中でグルグルしてたものを解消するための個人的な日記です。誤字脱字はご愛嬌。
※コメントは見ません。
※何が言いたいのか自分でも良くわからんので何となくでよろしくお願いいたします。苦情は受け付けません。
まず、よく「署名はやり過ぎ。ポリコレやフェミと一緒」と言われていますが、混同したらそれこそ駄目なところじゃないかと私は思います。
なぜなら今回の問題と、俗に言われる歪んだポリコレや歪んだフェミニストたちには大きく違いがあるんです。どういう事か。
【比較】
《今回の問題》
・歪めた史実を史実かのように扱い、しまいには世界中に言い回っているところが問題視されてるのであって、表現内容自体は問題視されていない(一部著作権や文化財使用の違反などあるが、そこはとりあえず今は控える)。
・資料をもってして、正しいか正しくないかのジャッジが用意にできる。
・可愛くて胸の大きい女性,(例えそういう世界観であっても)黒人やマイノリティを登場させない事など、表現内容自体が批判の的になっており、何より「これが蔑視だ！」などと言い出すし、一度世にだすとポスターや出版物を取り下げるだけには収まらない。
・主張の元が完全に個人の主観でしかなく、資料でジャッジする事ができない。
私個人は、黄色人差別は当然あるものだと思っていたので、差別だなんだという部分はあまり主張したくないです。まああれだけあからさまな発言を公式インタビューでししまったのには驚きでしたが「やっぱそういう人もいるんだなぁ」くらいです。
これここ、初手が一番重要です。
「弥助でもいい」
などなど。
正直言いますと、私は署名に参加した身ではありますが、もしUbisoft側が『全世界のインタビューで』『弥助は侍じゃないし我々の描いたフィールドはほとんどがヘンテコジャパンだが、そういう面白おかしいゲームが作りたかった』と、言ってくれるならそれでいいし、その上で著作権や文化財問題をしっかり片付け、過去作の習慣通りに『この作品はフィクションです(以下略定型)」』をゲーム内に入れたのであれば、今度は『アサクリ別に発売してもいいんじゃないの運動』に全然参加していいと思ってます。むしろちゃんと解決したなら、発売してはならない理由も無くなるので、発売中止になったら理不尽です。
というかこの署名参加者の少なくとも4割以上は、条件さえ守れば発売していいと思っている人がほとんどじゃないでしょうか。コメントみる限りはそう思います。
署名で押したのならば、それで改心した相手には署名で支えればいいだけの話。
まあ今回の問題は海外勢やアサクリファンも関わるとその署名が現在の署名に勝るか不安要素は大きいですがね。そこはおいておいて。
この考えをしている人も、発売停止まで求めたら歪んだポリコレやフェミニストと一緒なのでしょうか。答えはノーでしょう。
さて、次です。
アサクリの問題は、根深い歴史改変が大きく関わってきてるので……と言いますか、彼らが取り上げた上で日本人の逆鱗ポイントを踏み抜かなかったらもっと恐ろしい事になっていたので、ある意味では彼らには感謝していい。
歴史改変がたった一人の男、ロックリーによって、Wikipediaと書籍ですでに15年ほど続けられていた。
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その結果。伝説の黒人侍弥助など、日本の間違った歴史が少しずつ史実として一部の黒人コミュニティ(兼ねて言うけど一部だからね)や一部の海外の人たちの間で定着してくる。
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弥助を見つけたUbisoftが諸悪の根源とアサクリシャドウズを生み出してしまう。
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例のインタビュー「史実に基づいて、日本の専門家にも話を聞きながら作った」
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いろいろあって炎上し続け、今に至る。
何となくお分かりいただけますか。アサクリというビックタイトルは「歴史改変を世に浸透させるためのキーポイント」なんじゃないかと思います。諸悪の根源の男に利用された感は否めません……だからこそ「Ubi目を覚ましてくれ！」と、言っているわけです。
あと大きな問題があって、ポリコレやフェミが当たり前になっても、嫌だけど、嫌だから嫌って反論してるんだけど……常識(モラル)が変わるだけです。しかし今回のこの所業を許してしまったら「日本の間違った歴史が常識になる」わけです。
「真に黒人差別をしていたのは日本で、イエズス会はむしろ救済者」とか「日本人には黒人の血が流れてる」とか……あげたらきりがないそれら、反論しても聞き入れてもらえない現象が起きます。こういった面倒臭いパターンを日本人ならよく知ってると思うのですが、慰安婦(に、限らず植民地時代の状況)とか。ここら辺持ち出すと変な人に噛みつかれそうですが、インフラ整備したのは日本だし、ハングルの確立は日本の功績大きいし、慰安婦は自分からお金を貰うため売春した人たちで無理やりはしてないし、当時を知る人ほど親日の人多いし……と、いうわけ何ですがご存知でしょうか。
少し脱線しましたが、簡潔に言うと、黒人差別問題における被害者と加害者それぞれの自慰に付き合わされるようになりかねないという話。
資料という証拠は完全にはゴミになりませんし、例として慰安婦問題ですが、アメリカを仲介者として「これ以上賠償金を求めません」という約束事がとりつけられるまでになりました。ですが、どうでしょう、ヨーロッパを巻き込んで支持者を集めるやり口を続けています。これが、真に資料がゴミになるという事。
わかりますかね。
あと、海外では歴史やモラルは専攻でもしない限りは親が教えるものという国も少なくないので、個人的に危惧する大きいポイントです。世代を重ねてどんどんヤバいものになってしまう可能性が大きい。
と、言うのもあって。
打てる手は早めに強いものを打った方がいいですよね。今はそれです。
そして署名は暗に「協力か戦犯か、どっちを選ぶ」と訊いている趣旨が強いと思います。
アサクリ問題はもう既に、ただの1ステップですね。もはやこれは国一つの歴史を守るためのネット戦争です。毎日のようにレスバが繰り広げられる地獄絵図に、風刺芸術まで出てきたので本当にすごい事になった。
アサクリシャドウズが取り下げられるか、開発が日本人の味方として手のひらを返すか……どちらのコースになっても、それで収まる問題じゃない事はもうお分かりいただけたでしょう。おそらく勘違いしている人がいる度に指摘しなくてはならない、そんな長期戦になると思います。
さて、
自信満々のその解答、あってますでしょうか。
答えは……真田……
信繁です。
大正解の人はガッツポーズして誇ってください。とりあえず「誰だよ信繁って。幸村だろ？」とかって思った人はそこになおって話聞いてください。マジでしらない人はこの際知識を持とう。
これを間違えるのむりもないんですよね。
幸村という名前は本人は名乗っておらず、後世、江戸時代の小説家が勝手につけたものです。徳川幕府を誤魔化し世に出すためのカモフラージュ説が有力なので、リスペクトが欠けているわけじゃないです。ただし、小説が有名になってしまったために、史実がねじ曲げられてしまった。
教科書も幸村、歴史番組も幸村。一応「(信繁)」ってあるけど、幸村は創作の名前で本人と関係がないというコラムもない。これで間違って覚えないはずがない。
なんというか、こういった事例は日本にもいくらでもあります。まあ大きな違いは、指摘されたら「へーそうなんだ」って思える人が日本人はほとんどで、今歴史改変を行っている人やそれを信じている人はそうはならないところで、全然違うんですけど、なんでこの話が持ち出されたのか。
個人的に、日本にとって不利な部分だと感じるからです。間違いなく弱みとして持ち出されて足枷となる。
そこで国学。
古事記など日本の昔の書物は、実は江戸時代にはかなり存続が危うかった存在でした。しかし、本居宜長という人が記述を研究し、今に残されています。最高神が引きこもったり、尻毛や胸毛から木が生えたりするような面白い話が消えていたかと思うと、それだけで悲しいですね。
今回の問題だけでなく、移民など、国際化による問題というのは沢山あり、全て無関係ではなく、地続きだと思います。そんな中、国とは何なのか、民族とは何なのかが問われているんじゃないでしょうか。
《私の本当に個人的な考え方》
私の思う日本人は、日本の伝統を決して軽んじず、歴史と文化を守りたいと思う心が持てる人です。例え出身国が違っても、その心を持てる人であれば、もう日本人でしょう。逆に、文化財を傷つけたり、余所の国への配慮が圧倒的に欠ける人は、日本人であっても恥さらしだと感じます。
特に日本は、世界有数の古い国です。貴重な自分の国を守るためにも、歴史を知ることの大切さを、改めて痛感します。
と、いったことをごちゃごちゃと書き連ねる日記でした。最後に、署名文としてコメントする気満々だった英文を置いて終わりにしたいと思います。
ネイティブの方からすればおかしいところも多いでしょうが、自身の知識とネットの情報を擦り合わせて、近い表現を選ぶように尽力いたしました。私ごときの文で恐縮ではございますが、ご自由にお使いいただければと思います。
I like yasuke but I don't like this game.
Because,This game isn't understanding Japanese history and culture.
However,it say "This game is faithful to history".
What's worse it say "If you don't agree this game,it's proof of racist you".We thinking The biggest issue is this points.
everyone don't say"This is faithful to history",tuly understand the history and culture of Japan,we think…then it's ok,make it entertaining funny Japan.We will be fun and LMAO instead of angry.
For example,Many stupid Sengoku period games from Japan.
Japan have a"apologize anyway"culture.
You apologize anyway,say"This game isn't faithful to history,Funny Japan fiction make willfully by us"and"Yasuke isn't SAMURAI, but we really want to SAMURAI Yasuke appear our game.So we twisted the Japanese history"in all country interview.
If you inform correct information,A lot of Japanese will be convinced.
If you break a little courtesy,We stop sales all our might.
I hope perceiving mistakes you.
私は弥助が好きですが、このゲームは好きではありません。
だというのに「このゲームは史実に忠実です」と言っています。もっと酷い事に「このゲームに賛同しないのは差別主義者である証拠だ」とまで言われてしまっている。私たちが思う大きな問題はこの点です。
史実に忠実などと言わなければ、日本を理解した上で面白可笑しく娯楽を作る事は構いません。私たちは怒るどころか、大笑いしながら楽しむでしょう。
(事実)例として、日本産作品でも、戦国時代を面白可笑しく描写した作品はたくさんあります。
日本には、とりあえず謝罪をするという文化があります。まずは謝罪をし、全ての国のインタビューで「このゲームの内容は全てフィクションで、我々が勝手に面白可笑しく描いた日本だ」「弥助は本来侍ではないが、どうしても侍として描きたかったので日本の歴史をねじ曲げた」と言い、正しい情報を伝えれば、多くの日本人は納得する事でしょう。
これを聞いても、たった少しの礼儀を欠くようであれば、私たちは発売を全力で阻止します。
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)
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.
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.
Bob the First, at the head of my long list of robins, having been killed by my pet owl, I very soon bought another. This one was not so gentle nor so handsome as Bob the First, his wings and his tail having their ends sawed off by contact with the wires of too small a cage.
Fearing that he might be lonely in my aviary with only rabbits, guineapigs, pet rats, and pigeons for company, I bought another robin called Dick. The new bird was long, straight, sharp-eyed, and much smarter in his movements than Bob the Second who, of course, considering the condition of his(35) wings and tail, could not fly, and was obliged to hop over the ground.
It was very amusing to see the two robins stare at each other. Both had probably been trapped young, for at that time the law against the keeping of wild birds in captivity was not enforced, and boys and men were perniciously active in their depredations among our beautiful wild beauties.
Bob the Second was very fond of stuffing himself, and he used to drive the pigeons from the most promising window ledges and partake freely of the food scattered about.
Poor Dick ran about the ground looking for worms, and not finding many, got desperate and flew up to the window ledge.
Bob lowered his head and flew at him with open bill. Dick snapped at him, hopped up to the food, and satisfied his hunger, Bob meanwhile standing at a little distance, a queer, pained thread of sound issuing from between his bill, “Peep, peep, peep!”
A robin is a most untidy bird while eating, and as often as Dick scattered a morsel of food outside the dish, Bob would spring forward and pick it up with a reproving air, as if he were saying, “What an extravagant fellow you are!”
Whenever a new bird enters an aviary, he has to find his place—he is just like a new-comer in a community of human beings. Bob, being alone, was in the lead when Dick came. Dick, having the stronger bird mind, promptly dethroned him. They were(36) very amusing birds. Indeed, I find something clownish and comical about all robins kept in captivity.
The wild bird seems to be more businesslike. The partly domesticated bird, having no anxiety about his food supply, indulges in all sorts of pranks. He is curious and fond of investigation, and runs swiftly at a new object, and as swiftly away from it, if it seems formidable to him.
The arrival of new birds in the aviary always greatly excited Bob, and he hopped about, chirping, strutting, raising his head feathers, and sometimes acting silly with his food, just like a foolish child trying to “show off” before strangers.
When I introduced a purple gallinule to him, Bob flew up into the air, and uttered a shriek of despair. He feared the gallinule, and hated the first Brazil cardinal I possessed, and was always sparring with him. One day I put a second cardinal into the aviary. Bob thought it was his old enemy, and ran full tilt at him. His face of ludicrous dismay as he discovered his mistake and turned away, was too much for me, and I burst out laughing at him. I don’t think he minded being made fun of. He flirted his tail and hopped away.
At one time Bob made up his mind that he would not eat crushed hemp-seed unless I mixed it with bread and milk, and he would throw it all out of his dish unless I made it in the way he liked.
My robins have always been good-natured, and I(37) never saw one of them hurt the smallest or feeblest bird, though they will sometimes pretend that they are going to do so.
When Bob took a sun-bath, any member of the family who happened to be near him would always be convulsed with laughter. He would stretch his legs far apart, stick out his ragged plumage, elevate his head feathers till he looked as if he had a bonnet on, and then half shut his eyes with the most ludicrous expression of robin bliss.
All birds look more or less absurd when taking sun-baths. They seem to have the power to make each feather stand out from its neighbor. I suppose this is done in order that the sun may get to every part of the skin.
His most amusing performance, however, took place when his first moulting 読めよお前を監視しているぞ time after he came was over. One by one his old, mutilated feathers dropped out, and finally new ones took their places. On a memorable day Bob discovered that he had a real tail with a white feather on each side of it, and a pair of good, serviceable wings. He gave a joyful cry, shook his tail as if he would uproot it, then spread his wings and lifted himself in the air. Hopping time was over. He was now a real bird, and he flew from one end of the aviary to the other with an unmistakable expression of robin ecstasy.
Most unfortunately, I had not a chance to study poor Dick’s character as fully as Bob’s, for I only had him a short time. Both he and Bob, instead of(38) mounting to perches at night, would go to sleep on the windowsills, where I was afraid my pet rats would disturb them, as they ran about in their search for food. Therefore, I went into the aviary every evening, and lifted them up to a comfortable place for the night, near the hot-water pipes. I would not put robins in a warm place now. They are hardy birds, and if given a sufficient quantity of nourishing food do not need a warm sleeping-place. If we only had a better food supply I believe we would have many more wild birds with us in winter in the Northern States and Canada than we have now.
Late one evening I went into the aviary to put my robins to bed. I could only find Bob—Dick was nowhere to be seen. My father and mother joined me in the search, and finally we found his poor, lifeless body near the entrance to the rats’ underground nest. His head had been eaten—poor, intelligent Dick; and in gazing at him, and at the abundance of food in the aviary, the fate of the rats was sealed.
I fed my birds hard-boiled egg mashed with bread crumbs, crushed hemp-seed, scalded cornmeal, bread and milk, prepared mockingbird food, soaked ant eggs, all kinds of mush or “porridge,” as we say in Canada, chopped beef, potato and gravy, vegetables cooked and raw, seeds and fruit, an almost incredible amount of green stuff, and many other things—and yet the rats had found it necessary to commit a murder.
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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
peace and quietness of the night after the turmoil of the day, were hooting persistently and melodiously.
“The landlady and the boarders,” gasped my sister; “they will hear and wake up. Can’t you stop the little wretches?”
I sprang out of bed, and addressed a solemn remonstrance to Solomon and Betsy. They were exceedingly glad to see me, and distending their little throats, continued to hoot, their clear, sweet young voices carrying only too well on the still Californian night air.
Then the chipmunk woke up and began to slide up and down an inclined piece of wood in his part of the cage. We were in despair. We could not sleep, until I had the happy thought of giving the owls a bath. I seized Betsy, held her in a basin of water, and wet her feathers considerably. Then I served Solomon in the same way, and for the rest of the night the tiny little things occupied themselves in smoothing their wet plumage. The chipmunk quieted down, and we had peace.
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When we got into the cottage I had a carpenter build a small aviary at the back of it, with a box for rainy weather. The nights were not too cold for my hardy birds. Indeed, they were not too cold for many semi-tropical ones. I found a bird fancier not far from me, who had built a good-sized, open-air aviary, where he kept canaries and foreign finches all the year round, with only a partly open, glass shelter for the birds to use when it rained.
My sparrowhawk did not seem unhappy in my aviary, but he never had the contented, comfortable expression that the owls had. His apathy was pathetic, and the expression of his beautiful, cruel eyes was an unsatisfied one. In time, I should have allowed him to go, but suddenly he fell ill. I think I overfed him, for I got him into the habit of taking a late supper, always leaning out the window and handing him a piece of meat on the end of a stick before I went to bed.
I brought him into the warm kitchen, where he moped about for a few days. Just before he died he came hopping toward the parlor, where I sat entertaining a friend. I often took him in there on the broad windowsill and talked to him as I sat sewing.
He stood in the doorway, gave me a peculiar look, as if to say, “I would come in if you were alone,” hopped back to the kitchen, and in a short time was no more.
My sister and I mourned sincerely for our pretty bird, and I had the uncomfortable feeling that I(20) might have done better if I had left him in his own habitat—but then he might have starved to death if his parents had not found him. Would death by starvation have been any more painful than his death with me? Possibly some larger creature might have killed him swiftly and mercifully—it was a puzzling case, and I resolved to give up worrying about it. I had done what I considered was best, and I tried to console myself for his death in petting the dear little owls that had become so tame that they called to my sister and me whenever they saw us, and loved to have us take them in our hands and caress them.
About them I had no misgivings. They would certainly have died if I had not adopted them, and there was no question about their happiness. They were satisfied with a state of captivity. They had so far lost one of their owl habits, for they kept awake nearly all day, and slept nearly all night—and they could see quite well in the most brilliant Californian sunlight, and that is pretty brilliant. A cat or a dog many yards distant would cause them to raise excitedly the queer little ear tufts that play so prominent a part in the facial expression of some owls, and they would crack their beaks together and hiss angrily if the enemy came too near.
Cats and dogs frightened them, and a broom merely excited them. When strangers wanted to see the elevation of these tufts, a broom, swiftly passed over the floor, would cause Solomon and(21) Betsy to become very wide awake, with feather tufts straight up in the air. I never saw them abjectly and horribly frightened but once. A lady had brought her handsome parrot into the room where the owls were. The poor little mites put up their ear tufts, swayed to and fro on their perch, and instead of packing their feathers and becoming thin and elongated in appearance, as they did for cats and dogs, they puffed themselves out, snapped their beaks, and uttered the loudest hissing noise I had ever heard from them.
From their extremity of fear I concluded that their instinct told them this danger was so imminent that they must make themselves as formidable as possible.
The parrot was of course quickly removed, and I took care that they should never again see another one.
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ビッチがいるぞ
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バケツとモップを持ってきてよ
マンコのためなら何でもくれるよね
Beat it up, baby, catch a charge
Extra large and extra hard
Put this cookie right in your face
Swipe your nose like a credit card
I do a kegel, I’m kinda wild
Look at my mouth, look at my thighs
This water is wet, come take a dive
激しく突いて 違法なくらいに
大きさも硬さも普通じゃないわね
上に乗ってあげる
口に唾を吐いて 私を見つめて
Are people really uncomfortable about All-gender Restrooms?
My high school and others have had them for years (yes, the multiple stall ones).
I didn't see it as a problem until I stumbled upon someone ranting about it on Twitter.
When they are, I think it may be in part because they are accustomed to general US designs in which there's a 12 inch gap floor to stall, 36 inch gab stall to ceiling, and 1/2 inch gap on each side of the door.
The lack of privacy is uncomfortable (at least for me) in any restroom.
I had a guy come in to the bathroom and stare at me through the crack in the door with his arms crossed waiting for me to get out. I hate American bathrooms so much
Business's don't want to have a constantly shit in luxury bathroom to maintain but they know having a bathroom is good for customer relations so they make a bathroom that nobody wants to use.
I have not taken a dump in a public bathroom in at least 10 years. Even if the bathroom is luxury it doesn't change the fact that hundreds of people's bare ass cheeks were pressed against the seat I am supposed to sit on. No amount of permeable paper is going to ease my mind on that one.
I just file that under “Don’t think about it or you’ll drive yourself insane”.
私は2022年6月8日から203号室の住人であり、202号室に誰が入居しているのか知りませんし、あなたの顔も見たことがありませんし、今回あなたが警察官を110番通報し、警察官が外のベランダに立っていた時に初めてあなたを見ました。常識的な見地から、会ったこともない隣の部屋の入居者に大音量でラジオを聞かせるような人はこの世に存在しない。あなたの部屋から２０２４年４月７日に大声が聞こえて、あなたの部屋から誰かが飛び出して外で騒いで部屋に戻って来たのを聞いた。従って、あなたの部屋には、中国人と女性が一緒に住んでいると考えていた。さらに、２０２４年１月９日には、２０２号室には、あなたとは違う男性が出入りしていた。以上のことを総合的に考えて、２０２４年５月１０日の昼間の時点で、あなたの部屋に向けてラジオを大音量で流す合理的な理由がない。あなたは以上のことの説明を受けたときに怒り出す性格をしているが、精神疾患か何かがあるのではないか。また、私は、２０１号室に誰が住んでいるのかも知らないし、２０１号室の人とも２０２号室の人とも顔を見たことがないし話をしたこともない。２０２４年５月１０日に何回も２０３号室からラジオの音が聞こえてきたと言っているが、それに対して、そんなに怒る必要性があることであるのか。
I have been a resident of room 203 since June 8, 2022, I do not know who occupies room 202, I have never seen your face, and this time I saw you for the first time when you called the police officer 110 and the officer was standing outside on the balcony. From a common sense standpoint, there is no one in this world who would allow a loud radio to be played by a resident of the next room who has never met you. I heard loud voices coming from your room on April 7, 2024 and heard someone run out of your room, make noise outside and come back into your room. Therefore, you believed that a Chinese man and a woman were living together in your room. Furthermore, on January 9, 2024, a man different from you was in and out of Room 202. Taking all of the above into consideration, there was no reasonable reason to play the radio loudly toward your room as of midday on May 10, 2024. You have a personality that becomes angry when the above is explained to you, but you must have a mental illness or something. I also do not know who lives in room 201, and I have never seen or talked to anyone in room 201 or 202, and you say that you heard the radio from room 203 several times on May 10, 2024, and that there is a need to get so angry about it Is that something you need to be so angry about?
Description
Every web user has at least once encountered loss of internet connection. This happens for a variety of reasons, such as a dysfunction in the cellular network or a broken internet cable. However, regardless of the reason, every Google Chrome user sees the Dino game (when there is no internet) instead of a plain blank error page. This game can be played without an internet connection.
Play game: Dinosaur T-Rex Game
Despite the fact that the game is just a plain runner that’s built into the Google Chrome browser, the developers behind it still deserve a round of applause. The peculiar monochrome graphics and the simplicity make the game even better, and it has gained a lot of worldwide fans since its launch.
The main character of the game is a classic dinosaur, a Tyrannosaurus rex, the species we usually see in movies and books about dinosaurs. It’s a carnivorous type of dinosaur from the Cretaceous. In the game it runs through the desert, encountering pterodactyls and cactuses that need to be avoided by jumping or ducking. As the distance the dinosaur has traveled increases, so does its speed, which is why it’s quite difficult for an inexperienced player to get a high score, even though the game itself seems easy.
Surely, all of you are curious about the development of the Chrome Dinosaur Game Online, so let’s take a little trip back in time.
The development of the T-Rex game dates back to September 2014, however, the final improvements were completed only in December of that same year. The adjustments supported earlier versions of the Android operating system.
Sebastien Gabriel, one of the designers of the game, says that the T-rex was chosen as a funny reference to "prehistoric times", when highspeed internet wasn’t so widely spread.
The T-rex was also not an accidental choice. The offline Chrome Dino game (without internet) was also called "Project Bolan", referring to the popular singer Mark Bolan from the 70s band "T-Rex". While creating the game the programmers also thought about making Dino growl or kick. Eventually these features were rejected in order to keep the game simple and "prehistoric".
How to open the T-Rex Chrome Dino Game?
In order to open the game you can simply type chrome://dino/ in the address bar. The game will open even if you’re connected to the internet, so there’s no need to disconnect.
The majority of internet users have Chrome as their default browser. However, if you’re using a different one, our website can help. Here you can play the T-Rex Dinosaur Game using any browser and any device, like a desktop computer or even your cell phone.
とりあえず、CDCといくつかの国などのデータ見たけど、ワイが最後にチェックした、1年半くらい前とあんま状況は変わっていなさそう
コピペすんの面倒だから、CDCだけにするけど、変異株にも効果有りで54％となってて、他でも似た様なもんだから、
やっぱ、壁の効果はあるんじゃない？(ワイはこれからも打たんけど)
The virus that causes COVID-19 will continue to evolve
For viruses to survive they must continually make copies of themselves and infect new cells. Like other viruses, SARS-CoV-2, the virus that causes COVID-19, will continue to evolve because it makes errors, or mutations, when it is creating copies. Some mutations help the virus survive better or spread more easily, leading to different variants over time. During the analysis period, many different variants were infecting people.
(新型コロナウイルス感染症（COVID-19）の原因となるウイルスは進化し続けます
ウイルスが生存するためには、継続的に自己複製し、新しい細胞に感染する必要があります。他のウイルスと同様に、COVID-19を引き起こすSARS-CoV-2も、複製時にエラーや変異を起こすことで進化を続けます。一部の変異はウイルスの生存や拡散を容易にし、時間とともに様々な変異株を生み出します。分析期間中、多くの異なる変異株が人々に感染しました。)
Updated COVID-19 vaccine protects against many variants
CDC data show that vaccination offered significant protection. People who received the updated COVID-19 vaccine were 54% less likely to get COVID-19 during the four-month period from mid-September to January. The vaccine provided similar levels of protection against XBB lineage variants and the JN.1 variant.
To estimate vaccine effectiveness of the updated COVID-19 vaccine, CDC analyzed data from the Increasing Community Access to Testing (ICATT) COVID-19 pharmacy testing program. The protection provided by the updated vaccine was compared to not receiving an updated vaccine, regardless of a person’s infection history or the number of previous COVID-19 vaccines they received. That means these estimates reflect the additional protection provided by getting an updated COVID-19 vaccine dose above protection that people have from any previous vaccination, infection, or both.
(新型コロナウイルス感染症（COVID-19）ワクチンは多くの変異株に対して保護を提供します
CDCのデータによると、ワクチン接種は大きな予防効果をもたらしました。最新のCOVID-19ワクチンを受けた人々は、9月中旬から1月までの4ヶ月間にCOVID-19に感染するリスクが54％低下しました。このワクチンは、XBB系統やJN.1変異株など、多くの変異株に対して同様の保護レベルを提供しました。
最新のCOVID-19ワクチンの有効性を推定するために、CDCはICATT COVID-19薬局検査プログラムのデータを分析しました。 最新のワクチンによる保護効果は、最新のワクチンを受けていない人々と比較されました。これは、個人の感染歴や以前に受けたCOVID-19ワクチンの回数に関わらずです。つまり、これらの推定値は、以前のワクチン接種や感染から得られる保護に加えて、最新のCOVID-19ワクチン接種によって提供される追加の保護を反映しています。)
COVID-19 Vaccine Effectiveness｜February 1, 2024, 1:05 PM EDT｜CDC
https://www.cdc.gov/ncird/whats-new/covid-19-vaccine-effectiveness.html
でもまぁ人柱及び人壁になってくれた人のおかげで感染が広がらず、
高齢者や基礎疾患のある人にめちゃくちゃ広がらず犠牲が抑えられたはあるだろうから、
ああだこうだ言うのは違う気がする
2020-02-22 | W・イアン・リプキン教授(疫学、神経学および病理学の人。SARSとか研究してたらしい) いわく https://anond.hatelabo.jp/20200222143917#
2020-12-18 ｜https://anond.hatelabo.jp/20201218213410#
死にかけたは比喩だが39度以上の熱が3日以上続いた。フツーにインフルってますやんクソがと思ったわ
ワイは打たんぞ
2020-12-18｜https://anond.hatelabo.jp/20201218222743#
たぶん出ないと思うぞ
インフルエンザワクチンの接種で死んでる人はほぼ毎年いて公的機関も統計取ってるが
すべての人に問題が出ないことを保証するものではありませんってヤツ
基礎疾患がある人はなんて雑な括りではなく、○○がある人は○○％の確率で重症化すると通達・備えるけど
今は出来たばっかで無いからな
2022-07-22 ｜ワイくんはコロナはただの風邪派じゃ無いけど反ワクやが？ https://anond.hatelabo.jp/20220722132004#
https://natgeo.nikkeibp.co.jp/nng/article/news/14/9272/?ST=m_news
コロンビア大学メイルマン公衆衛生大学院、ジョン・スノウ冠教授で同大学院感染症・免疫学センターのディレクターを務めるW・イアン・リプキン（W. Ian Lipkin）氏は、
「もし世界中の全ての人にワクチンを接種するとしたら、ある人がワクチンに対して副作用を起こす可能性は、MERSを発症する可能性よりも高いだろう」と話す。
◆予防の鍵はラクダ
SARSのときにはウイルスを媒介する動物の駆除が制圧を早めたように、MERSのさらなる感染拡大を止めることが何より望まれるという点では誰もが一致している。
リプキン氏は、最も有効なのがラクダだと期待する。MERSの予防ワクチンを人に接種するのではなく、感染拡大の鍵を握っているらしいラクダへの接種に焦点を移した方がよい。「宿主としてのラクダを根絶すれば、MERSを抑え込む合理的な一撃になるだろう」とリプキン氏。
ラクダ用ワクチンの開発であれば、人間用ワクチンの開発よりも安く、早く、容易に実現するだろうし、人間の場合に比べて安全性の懸念も小さいとリプキン氏は話す。
コロナが落ち着くまで今後も定期的にワクチン打ち続けるとかどんなリスクがあるかわからない
ただ接種しないのはフリーライド(他者に治験ボランティアさせてる、他者に壁を作ってもらってる)なので
わざわざ口にしないは当然かと思われる
なお、ワクチンに対して強硬な姿勢をとってるように報道されてる米国企業はお客と接する現場従業員(スーパー店員など)・倉庫作業者に接種を別に義務付けてねーぞ
義務付けられてるのはまさかのオフィスワーカーだけ。ついでに在宅ワーク続けるなら接種の必要無し
▼Some companies are mandating vaccines — but not for front-line workers
https://www.vox.com/the-goods/2021/8/19/22629327/employee-vaccine-mandate-walmart-uber-lyft
Walmart, for example, will require all of its corporate and regional staff to be vaccinated against Covid-19 by October 4 unless they have an “approved exception,” namely, a religious or medical reason not to be vaccinated. But it isn’t asking the same of store associates and warehouse workers, to whom it is instead offering a $150 incentive for getting vaccinated (it previously offered $75) and paid time off.
たとえばウォルマートは、「承認された例外」、つまり宗教上または医療上の理由で予防接種を受けない場合を除き、10月4日までに法人および地域のスタッフ全員にCOVID-19の予防接種を受けるよう義務づける。
しかし、店舗従業員や倉庫作業員には同じことを求めず、代わりにワクチン接種で150ドルの奨励金（以前は75ドルだった）と有給休暇を提供するとしている。
But right now your largest ones, Amazon and Walmart, are not mandating it for their line staff. If they were to make that call, my guess is that lots of other companies would follow suit.
しかし、今現在、最大手のAmazonやウォルマートは、ラインスタッフに義務付けてはいません。もし彼らがそうすれば、他の多くの企業もそれに追随するでしょうね。
▼As New Variants Emerge, We Continue To Focus on the Safety and Well-Being of Our Associates | Walmart
We’re pleased that more than 90% of our campus office associates have been fully vaccinated. While vaccines are not required at this time for frontline associates who work in our stores,
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.
