All us heads talking about it gets scraped back into their AIs, then gets regurgitated back out in ever expanding echoes.

Yes, Newspeak. And Oldspeak.

See ancient governmental and religious texts for reference.

It's a rare medium that's well done.

Like back when the deregulated comms sector over-built capacity.

Heh. Just needs the proper accessory holder so you can slam the handset in a telemarketers ear.

Heh.

There's a comedian that has a bit about the Harry Potter franchise. He mentions that, while it's wonderful that they get all the classes about magic, what about everything else in the world, like history, math, etc.? He said something to the effect that people in Harry Potter's world don't need magic to lock a door, they just need a math equation.

I too would wonder at those ambiguous pictures and waste cycles trying to decide. I finally wised up after my upteenth attempt to do it right but getting rejected, even if the pics were unambiguous. I took to clicking vaguely a few times in the general area of the items that they were looking for, then "ok". It would reject it, as usual. I would do the same thing a second time, where it would then allow me to proceed.

Ofc, I imagine this means that there is an entry, somewhere in my profile in the metanet, that I don't handle rejection well.

With frickin' lasers, no doubt.

First mummies on the moon.

There's a couple of dino enthusiasts who have a popular podcast who talked about this recently. It was a good discussion, and pretty much tracked with this. As they pointed out, the real controversy is the "And refutes this idea that dinosaurs were in decline before the asteroid struck" part. There are partisans on each side of the "dinos were dying out anyways" hypothesis, so it's another data point for the "uh-uhh" side. I imagine this will continue for a while.

Anyways, interesting work for those of us interested in such things.

Interesting. I wish I had talked to more vets than I did. I did have some exposure that I appreciated. My dad was Navy, took me on the old Bon Homme Richard. Big for a kid. A few stories from him and his buddies, mostly from shore leave (and heavily edited). Did a family cruise on a nuke frigate of which he was a plank owner (helped build the ship).

While in the service I remember riding a Greyhound through Arizona. I started talking to an old man who told me he was with Patton's 3rd Army in France. We didn't dwell on it too much but it seemed that it was a highlight of his life. (I know how he feels: the four years that I served was 20% of my life at that point, and was certainly a highlight for me.) He happened to open his beat-up cardboard suitcase and I could see that all he had was a couple pieces of underwear. He mentioned that he fell on hard times, but he didn't dwell on that, either.

At our destination we parted ways, me half expecting him to put the touch on me. No, he just said something like "Bye, good talking with you", and walked off. I called out to him, "Could you use a few bucks?" He said "No, thanks" and kept walking.

I said "Here, these you can use", and I pulled a few pair of underwear out of my bag. He smiled and said, "Ok, thanks". He took them then walked off, and I got back on the bus.

That's the "yeah, I know, I know" part.

Still, ultimately their opponents enjoyed using the "chosen" name with glee, implying the standard English definitions of the time, and the Know Nothings carried it with pride for their secretive society.

"...the name was applied to the party by those who were not members of the party, not by members of the party."

That's the way I remember it. It's a situation very similar to the way the Optimates and the Populares were in ancient Rome. Each side gave the other their epithets, and they each ran with them. I remember reading examples here and there throughout history.