I received a package today! For the first time in a long while, I've ordered comics from Yesasia and Amazon, including Åsa Ekström's new book about culture clashes and misadventures in Japan. Now all I need to do is to learn these stupid languages.
I decided to switch to a new layout before everything was ready, partly to force myself to finally get it done, and partly to stress myself out for no good reason. Come back in a week or so, and I'll have much more content up. You should probably be celebrating Christmas now anyway.
Fornnordiskans former þæir och þæim utvecklades via de och dem till di och dom, som man i traditionens namn ändå stavade de och dem. I Norrland och norra Svealand började man använda dom i talspråk även som subjekt. Detta bruk spred sig via Stockholm till resten av landet, men de och dem användes fortfarande i skrift.
För hundra år sedan sågs det som vulgärt och obildat att uttala de som dom. Numera är det många som inte har någon aning om att ordet för några årtionden sedan brukade uttalas di.
“dom visar en tydlig tendens att sprida sig söderut, en tendens som gör sig särskilt märkbar bland ungdomen. Till en början är det säkert alltjämt så, att flertalet av svenska folket säger di.
– Gösta Bergman, Provinsialismer och skråspråk (1943)
“Pluralformen de (...) uttalas vanligen i ledigt talspråk di.
– Elias Wessén, Vårt svenska språk (1968)
Anita debunks some of the bizarre ways people try to dismiss her.
Nearly everyone is very overconfident. People who say they are 99% confident are wrong about 20% of the time. It gets worse. People who say there’s only a 1 in 100,000 chance they’re wrong? Wrong 15% of the time. One in a million? Wrong 5% of the time. They’re not just overconfident, they are fifty thousand times as confident as they should be.
Who the heck would burn heretics if they thought there was a 5% chance the heretic was right and they were wrong? Who would demand that dissenting opinions be banned, if they were only about 90% sure of their own? Who would start shrieking about “human garbage” on Twitter when they fully expected that in some sizeable percent of cases, they would end up being wrong and the garbage right?
Back in the 1960s, jogging was something only athletes and boxers really did. Normal people mostly didn't do it — and when they did, it was cause for concern. The New York Times ran an amused trend piece in 1968 on the handful of unusual freaks who chose to run in their free time.
The police were also alarmed by this weird new hobby. The men profiled in a 1968 Chicago Tribune article said they ran in the morning because police became suspicious if they ran at night. The biggest theme was self-consciousness: The Tribune cited neighbors who "only see folly in the sight of a grown man running."
If scientists have to register a scientific study before they start gathering data, then they can't hide the study in a file drawer if they don’t like the results, or decide after the fact which comparisons to make, in order to tease out a positive result.
A new study compares large medical trials from 1970 to 2000 with later trials, which had to be pre-registered. The percentage of positive studies dropped from 57% to 8%(!). This suggests that at least half of all published clinical trials are false positives, while only about 10% are true positive, and 40% are negative (both true and false negative).
An algorithm that removes reflections and other obstructing objects from photos (or conversely, reconstructs the reflected image).
For many years, the employment ad or sign indicating “No Irish Need Apply” had been part of the historical memory of discrimination against the Irish immigrant in America. In 2002, University of Illinois Professor Richard Jensen wrote an article, aiming to disprove the existence of such signs:
“The fact that Irish vividly “remember” NINA signs is a curious historical puzzle. There are no contemporary or retrospective accounts of a specific sign at a specific location. No particular business enterprise is named as a culprit. No historian, archivist, or museum curator has ever located one; no photograph or drawing exists.
Jensen attracted a lot of attention because he did not just write that the NINA signs did not exist, he said the Irish were and are delusional, that in order to sustain a sense of victimhood they had manufactured a group-wide lie of discriminatory anti-Irish ads and signs. He said that believing that No Irish Need Apply Signs existed was the Irish equivalent of believing in leprechauns.
Writes Jensen: “After a few rounds of singing and drinking, you could easily read the sign.” So alcoholism helped create the Irish delusion of having been the victims of discrimination. Jensen wrote that the Irish had a “chip on their shoulder” and that they used the “myth” of having been discriminated against to justify “bullying strangers” which he says “helped sour relations between Irish and everyone else.”
Jensen’s article appeared in the Oxford Journal of Social History, and now the same journal has an article definitively debunking the Jensen Thesis that NINA signs did not exist. Incredibly, the new article was authored by a teenaged high schooler. Rebecca A. Fried, a student at the prestigious Sidwell Friends School in Washington, DC, found numerous instances of ads in major American newspapers and small-town journals advertising for workers with the prohibition “No Irish Need Apply.”
Rationalist stories typically use a fantasy or science fiction setting, but with intelligent characters that don't follow common genre tropes, but instead investigate their worlds and try to exploit loopholes. I haven't read much, but I recommend The Metropolitan Man as an interesting take on Superman.
“According to the Harvard Business Review, 41% of women working in tech eventually end up leaving the field (compared to just 17% of men), and I can understand why…
A couple of quotes from the thread:
“Earlier this year we went to a family wedding out of town, with two days of travel each way and where I was in the wedding so my husband was going to have the 3- and 5-year-old kids for basically three straight days, in a strange city, in a hotel, while attending a panoply of family events all over the city.So I spent quite a bit of time putting together an actual itinerary (which I don't usually do), which turned out to be six pages long, with all the hotels and event locations and times, and travel distances and times, and likely lunch locations, and parks to stop at in the middle of long driving days so the kids could run around; and then for the in-the-city days, which museums were close enough to walk to, were most likely of interest, opened when, and cost what; where the nearest McDonald's or similar was to each in case the kids refused to eat other food; what parks were nearby in case they were up at 6 a.m. and raising hell; which family members were available during various times in case he needed backup and their phone numbers; what public transit to take where; backup plans and alternatives ... on and on. I made a google map of the locations and loaded it into his phone, printed out the itinerary with maps and also sent it to his e-mail so he could direct-click on museum links.My husband's looking at the hard copy, paging through, and said, "This is ... thorough."I burst out, "This is what it's like inside my head ALL THE TIME."He was like, "I think now I get why you get so mad when I'm running late."
“He is one of those people (one of those men, I guess) who will do anything I ask him to do, but will never think of things on his own. If I don't feel well and say, "I'm going to go lie down, can you get the kids fed and to bed?" he'll say, "Sure." But he will never say, "Why don't you go lie down and rest? I'll handle things out here." And something I want very very much is, sometimes, not to have to ask. I want to be noticed and thought of before I bring myself to his attention.
A video series positing that the torrent of hate and threats directed at Anita Sarkeesian for saying she planned to criticize computer games from a feminist perspective (remember, the hate started before she had even produced a single video) is due to much the same reason people get angry around vegans or dedicated environmentalists:
People have a black-and-white view of morality where there are good people and bad people, coupled with the subconscious suspicion that there may indeed be ethical problems with what they do, so to avoid examining their views and behavior, which would run the risk of revealing that they are bad people, they latch on to any feeble justification for ignoring or smearing the people appearing to criticize their behavior or position.
All the while, the activists are generally not thinking in terms of good or bad people at all; they're not trying to judge people's characters or make people feel bad, they're trying to examine the world and make it a better place. If there's content in computer games that make them hostile to women, then that's something we should talk about and deal with; it's not about saying that game designers, or gamers, are bad people.
The author adds these further points about engaging with "Angry Jacks".
“There's many that haven't come forward. We're up to 48 that have come forward. And there's probably another 50 that are Jane Does. He's a sociopath. They have no remorse. He will definitely be known as the most prolific serial rapist in the United States of America.
On Tumblr the lack of punctuation in multisentence-long posts creates the function of rhetorical speech, or speech that is not intended to have an answer, usually in the form of a question. Consider the following two potential posts. Each individual line should be taken as a post:
ugh is there any particular reason people at work have to take these massive handfuls of sauce packets they know they’re not going to use like god put that back we have to pay for that stuff
Ugh. Is there any particular reason people at work have to take these massive handfuls of sauce packets they know they’re not going to use? Like god, put that back. We have to pay for that stuff.
In your head, those two potential posts sound totally different. In the first one I’m ranting about work, and this requires no answer. The second may actually engage you to give an answer about hoarding sauce packets. And if you answer the first post, you will likely do so in the same style.
A group of teens and young adults on a blogging website literally reshaped a deficit a millennium and a half old in our language to fit their language needs.
Source: Rebecca Cohen
When the babblers arrive at the nest to feed their chicks they make a three-note “prompt call” (BAB), which sounds like the AB flight call but prefixed by an additional B. Like the squeaky toy that’s been given an extra squeeze.
A woman writing to Robertson on his show "The 700 Club" asked for help comforting a co-worker grieving her 3-year-old's death. Robertson suggested Tuesday that the child's death was all part of God's plan to keep us safe from a future, evil dictator.
(It should be noted that God let Hitler live, so that three-year-old was probably a lot worse.)
Google Research, using the information stored in image-recognizing deep neural networks to generate images, in some cases creating hallucination-like images by asking the networks to make everything in the image that looks animal-like even more so. There are more images in this gallery.