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  • This is plainly true.

    Whenever I read a statement like this, my BS detector fires up.

    A 2014 study in the European Journal of Preventive Cardiology found that test subjects who showed difficulty getting up off the floor without support of hands, or an elbow, or leg (what’s called the “sitting-rising test”) resulted in a three-year-shorter life expectancy than subjects who got up with ease.

    I did a bit of judo and they made us get up without support. At first it was very difficult but after a bit it was pretty easy. I encourage you to try it, it’s a good skill to have. (besides adding 3 years on your life, allegedly?)

    a higher incidence of knee and osteoarthritis issues.

    Anecdotes are about as reliable as gurus, but anecdotally I find that there’s bad squatting and good squatting. e.g. keeping knees and feet pointed out as in Sumo, is much easier on my knees than keeping knees and feet pointed forward as in Shotokan.


  • Hey, that reminds me of my mother’s special chocolate chip cookie recipe. Who doesn’t love the warm gooey smell of chocolate chips? Well this was her special recipe when we asked her for cookies. She said:

    1. go to the fucking store
    2. and buy the goddamn cookies there, you think I’m your fucking slave?
    3. if you don’t have money then get a fucking job
    4. christ, you ruined my life.

    MMMM! The heartwarming memories of childhood!





  • I’m not sure how “suspicious behavior” could be relevant to a seller issuing you a refund.

    “suspicious behavior” is just a BS term used for switching the blame back to the consumer. Kind of like “for your convenience, we are [removing a capability]” or “for your safety, we are [taking away a right.]” You are correct that it makes no sense.













  • I kinda like this variation on the theme:

    They clenched around the world like a fist, each black as the inside of an event horizon until those last bright moments when they all burned together. They screamed as they died. Every radio up to geostat groaned in unison, every infrared telescope went briefly snowblind. Ashes stained the sky for weeks afterwards; mesospheric clouds, high above the jet stream, turned to glowing rust with every sunrise. The objects, apparently, consisted largely of iron. Nobody ever knew what to make of that.

    For perhaps the first time in history, the world knew before being told: if you’d seen the sky, you had the scoop. The usual arbiters of newsworthiness, stripped of their accustomed role in filtering reality, had to be content with merely labeling it. It took them ninety minutes to agree on Fireflies. A half hour after that, the first Fourier transforms appeared in the noosphere; to no one’s great surprise, the Fireflies had not wasted their dying breaths on static. There was pattern embedded in that terminal chorus, some cryptic intelligence that resisted all earthly analysis. The experts, rigorously empirical, refused to speculate: they only admitted that the Fireflies had said something. They didn’t know what.

    Everyone else did. How else would you explain 65,536 probes evenly dispersed along a lat-long grid that barely left any square meter of planetary surface unexposed? Obviously the Flies had taken our picture. The whole world had been caught with its pants down in panoramic composite freeze-frame. We’d been surveyed—whether as a prelude to formal introductions or outright invasion was anyone’s guess.

    https://www.rifters.com/real/Blindsight.htm