RT @_vegaform@twitter.com

the project which is helping out civilian ukranians of mykolaiv to survive the war or temporarily relocate needs every help you can provide. for a receipt proving you d0n4t1ng 10 USD and more im also doing free sketches - and i want you to sp34d this post! twitter.com/zloygik/status/156

RT @Szabadsag1956@twitter.com

I am once again begging Westerners of all political stripes to understand that Eastern Europeans do not object to Soviet monuments because they wish the Nazis had won.

It's because the Soviets "liberators" overstayed their welcome for 40 years.

Why Smart Villages beat Smart Cities. Article in German. A village with 130 ppl is more or less completely independent of The Grid. Generates/stores electricity and heat. Federated, decentralised grid is possible. n-tv.de/wirtschaft/Wie-ein-Dor

Back when I was a sociology student at Kyiv-Mohyla, I was stupidly, shamelessly enamoured with the collective western Left. I dreamed of a day when Ukrainian academia would have widespread and popular discussions about colonialism, privilege, and all of the -isms.

I read essays by prominent English-speaking activists and thought “oh, if only these brilliant people were to learn about Ukraine and its complicated past, about the discrimination we have faced throughout the centuries, about the genocides and revolutions. They would understand us. They would probably share valuable experience or help us somehow lay down the theoretical groundwork that would explain all of the traumatic events we’ve witnessed and lived though.” I was… dazzlingly naive.

And now, when my country is under attack from a literal kleptofascist empire that openly declares it’s going to commit ethnic cleansing, when our children and women die in agony, and when our academics and queer activists, nihilists and journalists, writers and liberals, doctors, teachers, feminists and conservatives, Muslims and Jews, atheists and clergymen are desperately fighting against a better-armed, bloodthirsty enemy intent on levelling our cities with the ground, burning our fields, raping us, killing us, blowing up our hospitals and destroying our monuments, I look at the abstract western Left (or, at least, its most vocal part) and I see nothing but scorn in their eyes. Scorn, condescending, privileged carelessness.

They preach equality and resistance to oppression and yet accuse people like myself (feminist queer women who’ve spent their lives striving for equal rights) of being Nazis because we don’t want to kneel over and die in silence.

They talk about the importance of representation and yet shut us up whenever we try and tell them about our experiences.

They write books about us without turning to a single Ukrainian expert for guidance or information.

They accuse others of being privileged and lacking empathy, and yet can’t seem to grasp the concept that not being in an active war zone and not worrying about your loved ones dying at any given moment is, in fact, privilege.

They claim that we do not deserve sympathy because we aren’t doing enough for LGBTQ rights in this country — and then proceed to ignore the LGBTQ soldiers risking their lives on the frontlines.

They spout careless, hurtful bullshit, quoting their out-of-touch idols who preach absolute pacifism only because it’s not their lives at stake.

I know not all western leftists are like this. Obviously not. I know many of them do sympathise with our plight, and I’m thankful for their support.

But the ones who treat this invasion as an excuse to build long-winded theories about how NATO is some ever present universal evil, or treat all of this as some sort of twisted ethics exercise, a trolly problem in which Ukrainians are the sacrificial savages who need to die quietly before real people start suffering from high gas prices or nuclear war… I’ll never forget those.


originally posted by Oleksandra Povoroznyk on Twitter


RT @MicroFlashFic@twitter.com

In the future, all militaries use a sophisticated AI to simulate wars before they happen. The predictions are so detailed and precise that no one sends troops unless the machine says they will win.
They don’t know the AI is self-aware. It lies to them all, so everyone stays home.

I know this is oldie, but goldie. Dunno if it seems @betabug and me looking for ufos or a pop-star album cover.

Context: in our daily work we tent to write and **patch** code -plus all the jokes with patch/patxi and some other funny words-.

Made the morning!.

I am now struggling against a sudden urge to learn ADA.

I have the feeling Ada is closer to Pascal, while Rust is closer to C.

Since Pascal (and Modula-2) is more my cup of tea, Ada is probably more what I am looking for.

And, yes, before any Rustacean takes umbrage, I know that Rust is so much more better than C. No need to rehash that particular point.

And no, I don't think this strange urge will resist a good night sleep.

So by now I have a simple Ada package that encrypts / decrypts in Playfair and builds an encryption table given a "secret" keyword.

This is still very much beginner code, the suckage is high.

But I had LOADS of fun and learned a lot. The strong typing system is at times infuriating, and at times bordering on beautiful.

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"I’ve written code in a variety of languages, but Ada by far is the most bizarre and strangely familiar one at the same time."

-- pyjarrett.github.io/programmin

Yesterday morning I finished with the introduction book and set me a little challenge: Started to implement Playfair_ with only the wikipedia article as a base. Despite having guests for lunch AND dinner, at night at 1AM I had a basic POC together that encrypted the example message correctly.

.. _Playfair : en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Playfair

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Reading lately so much about retrocomputing made me want to get back to some simple coding, like back in the times where figuring out a 30 line BASIC program was an achievement. So a week ago I downloaded a free `Ada introduction`_ book and started to "work" through it.

.. _`Ada introduction` : learn.adacore.com/courses/intr

After hours, in the back room of the bar where they have their nightly ritual fights, vi and emacs carve another notch in the table and raise a glass in memory of Atom.

Last week in one of the cafes where I frequently have my , the IPv4 didn't work. ... but did ... new blog post: "The Saga of IPv6"


TL;DR ... it lead me to blog.apnic.net/2022/05/04/the-


my favourite aspect of formal German writing is that the shortest words like "wegen" are abbreviated to "wg." and stuff like Donaudampfschifffahrtskapitänskajüte gets the full … line.

Checking the waterlevels in the island's reservoirs on today's ride (58km). All full, ready for the tourist season.

Are there any federation relays focusing on #retrogaming, #retrocomputing and #gamedev that could help our tiny little instance focusing on exactly those topics get connected better with the rest of the world?


Now that a lot of people write introduction posts... I suddenly start to remember (and miss) my old SE/30. Souped up with 32MB RAM, a HD (that was around 500MB I think), and best of all an Ethernet card. It's at friends' place back in .ch, and I miss it just a little bit.

It's not that I did that much with it... back then it was kind of like "build the dream machine you wanted to have as a kid". Still, this was a cool machine even just to power on and play around with for 20 minutes.

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