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Be strong, Clarence. Be strong for Mother.

There’s the figure of speech “to tap-dance around (a topic)” meaning to make concerted effort avoid talking about a particular topic all the while talking about many things that are adjacent to that topic. It’s usually to avoid coming across as offensive or ignorant in some way.

The underlying cause and/or whether a bit more knowledge on the part of the speaker could render the dance unnecessary is highly contextual (and mostly irrelevant here), but nevertheless, people tap-dance around topics all the time. (The previous sentence might even qualify as an instance.)

So, the question is: How much contribution to this n-gram is people pointing out that someone is, or was, tap-dancing around a topic?

That this happened around April Fools’ makes me think that someone forgot to instruct it not to partake in any activities associated with that date. The fact it chose The Simpsons’ address in its (feigned?) confusion is a dead giveaway (to me) that it was trying to be funny.

Or rather, imitating people being funny without any understanding of how to do that properly.

Its explanation afterwards reads like a poor imitation of someone pretending to not know that there was a joke going on.

I’m one of those people with a low tolerance for depressing reality. I’m on medication for depression and anxiety, for what good they do me. Wires and chips in the brain is a step too far.

The reason I’m in the state I’m in is that I suffered a work-stress related breakdown, but the cracks have always been there. As you might imagine I am not ready to be forced back into work which I will find unbearable. Combine that with body horror and you might be able to understand my reaction and stance to this.

I’m one of those people with a low tolerance for depressing reality. I’m on medication for depression and anxiety, for what good they do me. Wires and chips in the brain is a step too far.

The reason I’m in the state I’m in is that I suffered a work-stress related breakdown, but the cracks have always been there. As you might imagine I am not ready to be forced back into work which I will find unbearable. Combine that with body horror and you might be able to understand my reaction and stance to this.

How about cultivating a world that is less depressing before jamming wires into people’s skulls to “fix” a problem that might not originate there?

Oh no, that won’t do, the people who have low tolerance for depressing reality have to be turned into drones for the corporate machine just like everyone else. If we can turn off the emotions that derive from a sense of self-preservation, they’ll be more willing workers for the constant grind.

In before employers require that their applicants must have one of these implants. People without will not be hired.

By the 24th century we won’t be Star Trek’s Federation, we’ll be an unholy hybrid of the Ferengi and the Borg.

Yes. And we can read that because we’ve a passing familiarity with Latin cursive. I assume Cyrillic readers can make sense of the Russian example, even if we’re clueless.

Latin cursive can be just as bad: https://imgur.com/WKPaFYf

And yet, paradoxically, it is far more intelligent than those people who think it is intelligent.

Xena, no. That’s how you get Callisto.

Updating databases to support anything other than that which would run on a 1970s mainframe costs the sort of money that eats into C-level’s yacht funds, so it won’t happen. These are the people who when faced with the “pick two from done right, done quick and done cheap” will never pick the first one.

Or in other words, if your name contains something outside the English alphabet’s A-Z, you’re out of luck. They’ll give you an approximation you don’t want and you’ll like it. Lower case? What’s that? You’re Irish and your surname has an apostrophe? F**k you, that’s in the bin, you’re OBRIEN now.

I was about to suggest SHXWMATHKWAYAMASAM as something that would be bound to work, but it’s 18 characters, and, being two more than a power of two, that all but guarantees that someone will truncate it at 16. Sigh.

Happy Solspliff

When you’ve been around a while, you begin to notice certain trends.

This particular trend being the one where the young, bright, ethical start-up turns into the sort of monster they originally rallied against, ensh*ttifying their product and spouting all the same reasons for it.

Signal is relatively young, bright and ethical. The cynic says “for now”.

For French bread, life is pain.

The Easter bunny is in all bunny-like things. Is Bugs Bunny the Easter bunny? If necessary.

That rabbit you saw in a field munching on a dandelion and then running to hide? Probably not, but if it was necessary, then yes.

Your toy bun who doesn’t seem to do much and is almost always exactly where you left him? Almost certainly, but only when you’re not looking.

It’s magic.

How about that spelling of “diarrhoea”? The US decided to go with simplified spellings and they chose to go with one that only dropped the “o” from the British spelling. Only that? I can see at least two other letters that could go.

A podcast or a stand-up could probably get a few minutes out of that, easy. Not necessarily a good podcast or stand-up (or internet comment), but definitely a couple of minutes either way.

There have been periods where one of my accounts was getting an ad-length black screen with buffering throbber (I hate that name) and, the most recent time, it was accompanied by a pop-up asking me if I’d like to find out why that was happening. Yeah. I know why that’s happening, thanks.

Then that stopped happening again. Either they gave up or UBo have worked around it somehow. Never ending arms race.

FYI: Depending on your politics, you may also want to avoid Proton.

One witch made one man trans. It doesn’t mean that the mission of all witches is to give out gender dysphoria, nor does it mean that trans people are trans because a witch did it. Life assigns these sorts of things apparently at random anyway.

I mean, a true sceptic could imagine that the witch in this comic had no magical power at all, but her words filtered down through the man’s psyche to where he has always been struggling with his identity, and they gave him the excuse to face it.

Fair point. From what I can tell, refined tungsten is actually an order of magnitude cheaper(!) than refined silicon, but molybdenum is over two orders or magnitude more expensive. ~300USD per ton, ~2000USD per ton and ~60000USD per ton respectively.

I assume that if this got up to scale industrially, savings could be made by recycling high purity molybdenum waste, but yes, it’s not going to be cheap.