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Bob the First, at the head of my long list of robins, having been killed by my pet owl, I very soon bought another. This one was not so gentle nor so handsome as Bob the First, his wings and his tail having their ends sawed off by contact with the wires of too small a cage.

Fearing that he might be lonely in my aviary with only rabbits, guineapigs, pet rats, and pigeons for company, I bought another robin called Dick. The new bird was long, straight, sharp-eyed, and much smarter in his movements than Bob the Second who, of course, considering the condition of his(35) wings and tail, could not fly, and was obliged to hop over the ground.

It was very amusing to see the two robins stare at each other. Both had probably been trapped young, for at that time the law against the keeping of wild birds in captivity was not enforced, and boys and men were perniciously active in their depredations among our beautiful wild beauties.

Bob the Second was very fond of stuffing himself, and he used to drive the pigeons from the most promis ing window ledges and partake freely of the food scattered about.

Poor Dick ran about the ground look ing for worms, and not finding many, got desperate and flew up to the window ledge.

Bob lowered his head and flew at him with open bill. Dick snapped at him, hopped up to the food, and sat isfied his hunger, Bob meanwhile standing at a little distance, a queer, pained thread of sound issuing from between his bill, “Peep, peep, peep!”

A robin is a most untidy bird while eat ing, and as often as Dick scattered a morsel of food outside the dish, Bob would spring forward and pick it up with a reproving air, as if he were saying, “What an extravagant fellow you are!”

Whenever a new bird enters an aviary, he has to find his place—he is just like a new-comer in a community of human beings. Bob, being alone, was in the lead when Dick came. Dick, having the stronger bird mind, promptly dethroned him. They were(36) very amusing birds. Indeed, I find something clownish and comical about all robins kept in captivity.

The wild bird seems to be more businesslike. The partly domesticated bird, having no anxiety about his food supply, indulges in all sorts of pranks. He is curious and fond of investigation, and runs swiftly at a new object, and as swiftly away from it, if it seems formidable to him.

The arrival of new birds in the aviary always greatly excited Bob, and he hopped about, chirping, strutting, rais ing his head feathers, and sometimes acting silly with his food, just like a foolish child try ing to “show off” before strangers.

When I introduced a purple gallinule to him, Bob flew up into the air, and uttered a shriek of despair. He feared the gallinule, and hated the first Brazil cardinal I possessed, and was always sparring with him. One day I put a second cardinal into the aviary. Bob thought it was his old enemy, and ran full tilt at him. His face of ludicrous dis may as he discovered his mis take and turned away, was too much for me, and I burst out laughing at him. I don’t think he minded being made fun of. He flirted his tail and hopped away.

At one time Bob made up his mind that he would not eat crushed hemp-seed unless I mixed it with bread and milk, and he would throw it all out of his dish unless I made it in the way he liked.

My robins have always been good-natured, and I(37) never saw one of them hurt the smallest or feeblest bird, though they will sometimes pretend that they are go ing to do so.

When Bob took a sun-bath, any member of the family who happened to be near him would always be convulsed with laughter. He would stretch his legs far apart, stick out his ragged plumage, elevate his head feathers till he looked as if he had a bonnet on, and then half shut his eyes with the most ludicrous expression of robin bliss.

All birds look more or less absurd when taking sun-baths. They seem to have the power to make each feather stand out from its neighbor. I suppose this is done in order that the sun may get to every part of the skin.

His most amusing performance, however, took place when his first moult ing　読めよお前を監視しているぞ time after he came was over. One by one his old, mutilated feathers dropped out, and finally new ones took their places. On a memorable day Bob discovered that he had a real tail with a white feather on each side of it, and a pair of good, serviceable wings. He gave a joyful cry, shook his tail as if he would uproot it, then spread his wings and lifted himself in the air. Hopping time was over. He was now a real bird, and he flew from one end of the aviary to the other with an unmistakable expression of robin ecstasy.

Most unfortunately, I had not a chance to study poor Dick’s character as fully as Bob’s, for I only had him a short time. Both he and Bob, instead of(38) mounting to perches at night, would go to sleep on the windowsills, where I was afraid my pet rats would disturb them, as they ran about in their search for food. Therefore, I went into the aviary every evening, and lifted them up to a comfortable place for the night, near the hot-water pipes. I would not put robins in a warm place now. They are hardy birds, and if given a sufficient quant ity of nourishing food do not need a warm sleeping-place. If we only had a better food supply I believe we would have many more wild birds with us in winter in the Northern States and Canada than we have now.

Late one evening I went into the aviary to put my robins to bed. I could only find Bob—Dick was nowhere to be seen. My father and mother joined me in the search, and finally we found his poor, lifeless body near the entrance to the rats’ underground nest. His head had been eaten—poor, intelligent Dick; and in gazing at him, and at the abundance of food in the aviary, the fate of the rats was sealed.

I fed my birds hard-boiled egg mashed with bread crumbs, crushed hemp-seed, scalded cornmeal, bread and milk, prepared mocking bird food, soaked ant eggs, all kinds of mush or “porridge,” as we say in Canada, chopped beef, potato and gravy, vegetables cooked and raw, seeds and fruit, an almost incredible amount of green stuff, and many other things—and yet the rats had found it necessary to commit a murder.

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Well, they must leave the aviary, and they did, and for a time Bob reigned alone. I did try to bring up a number of young robins given to me by children who rescued them from cats, or who found them on the ground unable to fly, but for a long time I had very hard luck with them.

Either the birds were diseased or I did not feed them properly. I have a fancy that I half starved them. Bird fanciers whom I consulted told me to be sure and not stuff my robins, for they were greedy birds. As long as I took their advice my young robins died. When I went to my canaries for advice I saw that the parents watched the tiny heads folded like flowers too heavy for their stalks, over the little warm bodies in the nests.

The instant a head was raised the mother or father put a mouthful of warm egg-food in it. The little ones got all they would eat—indeed, the father, with food dripping from his mouth, would coax his nestlings to take just one beakful more. I smiled broadly and began to give my robins all the worms they wanted, and then they lived.

The bring ing up of young birds is intensely interesting. I found that one reason why early summer is the favorite time for nest-making is because one has the short nights then. Parents can feed their young quite late in the evening and be up by early daylight to fill the little crops again. Robins are birds that like to sit up late, and are always the last to go to bed in the aviary.

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I solved the difficulty of ris ing at daylight to feed any young birds I was bring ing up by giving them a stuffing at eleven o’clock at night. Then I did not have to rise till nearly eight.

This, of course, was for healthy birds. If I had a sick guineapig, rabbit, or bird, I never hesit ated to get up many times during the night, for I have a theory that men and women who cannot or will not undertake the moral responsibility of bring ing up children, should at least assist in the rearing of some created thing, if it is only a bird. Otherwise they become egot istical and absorbed in self.

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Betsy and Solomon lived happily through that winter and spring, and before summer came we had made up our minds to return to the East. What should we do with the owls? They would be a great deal of trouble to some one. They required an immense amount of petting, and a frequent supply of perfectly fresh meat. No matter how busy we were, one of us had to go to the butcher every other day.

We began to inquire am ong our friends who would like a nice, affection ate pair of owls? There seemed no great eagerness on the part of any one to(23) take the pets we so much valued. Plans for their future worried me so much that at last I said to my sister, “We will take them East with us.”

The owls, who were to take so long a journey, became objects of interest to our friends, and at a farewell tea given to us, a smartly dressed young man vowed that he must take leave of Solomon and Betsy. Calling for a broom, he slowly passed it to and fro over the car pet before them, while they sat look ing at him with lifted ear tufts that betrayed great interest in his movements.

We trembled a little in view of our past moving experiences, but we were devoted to the little creatures and, when the time came, we cheerfully boarded the overland train at Oakland.

We had with us Betsy and Solomon in their large cage, and in a little cage a pair of strawberry finches, so called because their breasts are dotted like a strawberry. A friend had requested us to bring them East for her. We had also a dog—not Teddy, that had only been lent to us; but our own Irish setter Nita, one of the most lovable and interest ing animals that I have ever owned.

The chipmunk was no longer with us. He had not seemed happy in the aviary—indeed, he lay down in it and threw me a cunning look, as if to say, “I will die if you don’t let me out of this.” So I gave him the freedom of the house. That ple ased him, and for a few days he was very diligent in assisting us with our housekeeping by picking(24) all the crumbs off the floors and eat ing them. Then he disappeared, and I hope was happy ever after am ong the superb oak trees of the university grounds close to us.

When we started for the East, the pets, of course, had to go into the baggage car, and I must say here for the benefit of those persons who wish to travel with animals and birds, that there is good accommodation for them on overland trains. Sometimes we bought tickets for them, sometimes they had to go in an express car, sometimes we tipped the baggagemasters, but the sums spent were not exorbitant, and we found everywhere provision made for pets. You cannot take them in your rooms in hotels, but there is a place for them somewhere, and they will be brought to you whenever you wish to see them, or to give them exercise. We were on several different railway lines, and vis ited eight different cities, and the dog and birds, upon arriving in eastern Canada, seemed none the worse for their trip.

However, I would not by any means encourage the transportation of animals. Indeed, my feel ings on the subject, since I understand the horrors animals and birds endure while being whirled from one place to another, are rat her too strong for utterance. I would only say that in a case like mine, where separation between an owner and pets would mean unhappiness, it is better for both to endure a few days or weeks of travel. Then the case of animals(25) and birds traveling with some one who sees and encourages them every day is different from the case of unfortunate creatures sent off alone.

Our Nita was taken out of the car at every station where it was possible to exercise her, and one of us would run into restaurants along the route to obtain fresh meat for the owls. Their cage was closely covered, but whenever they heard us coming they hooted, and as no one seemed to guess what they were, they created a great deal of interest. My sister and I were amused one evening in Salt Lake City to see a man bending over the cage with an air of perplexity.

“They must be pollies,” he said at last, and yet his face showed that he did not think those were parrot noises issuing from within.

I remember one evening on arriving in Albany, New York, causing slight consternation in the hotel by a demand for raw meat. We hastened to explain that we did not want it for ourselves, and finally obtained what we wished.

As soon as we arrived home in Halifax, Nova Scotia, the owls were put downstairs in a nice, dry basement. They soon found their way upstairs, where the who le family was prepared to welcome them on account of their pretty ways and their love for caresses.

Strange to say, they took a liking to my fat her, who did not notice them particularly, and a mischievous dis like to my mother, who was disposed to(26) pet them. They used to fly on her head whenever they saw her. Their little claws were sharp and unple asant to her scalp. We could not imagine why they selected her head unless it was that her gray hair attracted them. However, we had a French Acadian maid called Lizzie, whose hair was jet black, and they dis liked her even more than they did my mother.

Lizzie, to get to her storeroom, had to cross the furnace-room where the owls usually were, and she soon began to complain bitterly of them.

“Dey watch me,” she said indignantly, “dey fly on my head, dey scratch me, an’ pull out my hairpins, an’ make my head sore.”

“Why don’t you push them off, Lizzie?” I asked, “they are only tiny things.”

“Dey won’t go—dey hold on an’ beat me,” she replied, and soon the poor girl had to arm herself with a switch when she went near them.

Lizzie was a descendant of the veritable Acadians mentioned in Longfellow’s “Evangeline,” of whom there are several thousand in Nova Scotia. My mother was attached to her, and at last she said, “I will not have Lizzie worried. Bring the owls up in my bathroom.”

There they seemed perfectly happy, sitting watch ing the sparrows from the window and teas ing my long-suffering mother, who was obliged to give up using gas in this bathroom, for very often the owls put it out by fly ing at it.

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One never heard them coming. I did not before this realize how noiseless the flight of an owl is. One did not dream they were near till there was a breath of air fanning one’s cheek. After we gave up the gas, for fear they would burn themselves, we decided to use a candle. It was absolutely necessary to have an unshaded light, for they would perch on any globe shading a flame, and would burn their feet.

The candle was more fun for them than the gas, for it had a smaller flame, and was more easily extinguished, and usually on entering the room, away would go the light, and we would hear in the corner a laughing voice, saying “Too, who, who, who, who!”

The best joke of all for the owls was to put out the candle when one was taking a bath, and I must say I heard considerable grumbling from the family on the subject. It seemed impossible to shade the light from them, and to find one’s self in the dark in the midst of a good splash, to have to emerge from the tub, dripping and cross, and search for matches, was certainly not calculated to add to one’s affection for Solomon and Betsy. However, they were members of the family, and as George Eliot says, “The members of your family are like the nose on your face—you have got to put up with it, seeing you can’t get rid of it.”

Alas! the time soon came when we had to lament the death of one of our troublesome but beloved pets.

Betsy one day partook heartily of a raw fish head,(28) and in spite of remedies applied, sickened rapidly and sank into a dying condition.

I was surprised to find what a hold the little thing had taken on my affection. When her soft, gray body became cold, I held her in my hand close to the fire and, with tears in my eyes, wished for a miracle to restore her to health.

She lay quietly until just before she died. Then she opened her eyes and I called to the other members of the family to come and see their strange expression. They became luminous and beautiful, and dilated in a peculiar way. We hear of the eyes of dying persons light ing up wonderfully, and this strange illumination of little Betsy’s eyes reminded me of such cases.

Even after death she lay with t hose wide-open eyes, and feel ing that I had lost a friend, I put down her little dead body. It was impossible for me to conceal my emotion, and my mother, who had quite forgotten Betsy’s hostility to her, generously took the little feat hered creature to a taxidermist.

I may say that Betsy was the first and last bird I shall ever have stuffed. I dare say the man did the work as well as it could be done, but I gazed in dis may at my Betsy when she came home. That stiff little creature sitting on a stick, with glazed eyes and motion less body, could not be the pretty little bird whose every motion was grace. Ever since the day of Betsy’s death, I can feel no admiration for a dead bird. Indeed, I turn sometimes with a shudder(29) from the agonized postures, the horrible eyes of birds in my sister women’s hats—and yet I used to wear them myself. My present conviction shows what education will do. If you like and study live birds, you won’t want to wear dead ones.

After Betsy’s death Solomon seemed so lonely that I resolved to buy him a companion. I chose a robin, and bought him for two dollars from a woman who kept a small shop. A naturalist friend warned me that I would have trouble, but I said remonstrat ingly, “My owl is not like other owls. He has been brought up like a baby. He does not know that his ancestors killed little birds.”

Alas! When my robin had got beautifully tame, when he would hop about after me, and put his pretty head on one side while I dug in the earth for worms for him, when he was apparently on the best of terms with Sollie, I came home one day to a dreadful discovery. Sollie was fly ing about with the robin’s body firmly clutched in one claw. He had killed and partly eaten him. I caught him, took the robin away from him, and upbraided him severely.

“Too, who, who, who who,” he said—apologetically, it seemed to me, “instinct was too strong for me. I got tired of playing with him, and thought I would see what he tasted like.”

I could not say too much to him. What about the innocent lambs and calves, of which Sollie’s owners had partaken?

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I had a fine large place in the basement for keeping pets, with an earth floor, and a number of windows, and I did not propose to have Sollie murder all the birds I might acquire. So, one end of this room was wired off for him. He had a window in this cage over look ing the garden, and it was large enough for me to go in and walk about, while talking to him. He seemed happy enough there, and while gazing into the garden or watch ing the rabbits, guineapigs, and other pets in the large part of the room, often indulged in long, contented spells of coo ing—not hooting.

In 1902 I was obliged to leave him for a six months’ trip to Europe. He was much petted by my sister, and I think spent most of his time upstairs with the family. When I returned home I brought, am ong other birds, a handsome Brazil cardinal. I stood admiring him as he stepped out of his traveling cage and flew around the aviary. Unfortunately, instead of choosing a perch, he flattened himself against the wire netting in Sollie’s corner.

I was look ing right at him and the owl, and I never saw anything but lightning equal the celerity of Sollie’s flight, as he precipit ated himself against the netting and caught at my cardinal’s showy red crest. The cardinal screamed like a baby, and I ran to rele ase him, marveling that the owl could so insinuate his little claws through the fine mesh of the wire. However, he could do it, and he gripped the struggling cardinal by the long, hair-like(31) topknot, until I uncurled the wicked little claws. A bunch of red feat hers fell to the ground, and the dis mayed cardinal flew into a corner.

“Sollie,” I said, go ing into his cage and taking him in my hand, “how could you be so cruel to that new bird?”

“Oh, coo, coo, coo, coo,” he replied in a delightfully soft little voice, and gently rest ing his naughty little beak against my face. “You had better come upstairs,” I said, “I am afraid to leave you down here with that poor cardinal. You will be catching him again.”

He cooed once more. This just suited him, and he spent the rest of his life in regions above. I knew that he would probably not live as long in captivity as he would have done if his lot had been cast in the California foothills. His life was too unnatural. In their native state, owls eat their prey who le, and after a time dis gorge pellets of bones, feat hers, hairs, and scales, the remnants of food that cannot be digested.

My owls, on account of their upbring ing, wanted their food cleaned for them. Betsy, one day, after much persuasion, swallowed a mouse to oblige me, but she was such a dismal picture as she sat for a long time with the tail hanging out of her beak that I never offered her another.

I tried to keep Solomon in condition by giving him, or forcing him to take, foreign substances, but my plan only worked for a time.

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I always dreaded the inevitable, and one winter day in 1903 I looked sharply at him, as he called to me when I entered the house after being away for a few hours. “That bird is ill!” I said.

No other member of the family saw any change in him, but when one keeps birds and becomes familiar with the appearance of each one, they all have different facial and bodily expressions, and one becomes extremely susceptible to the slightest change. As I examined Sollie, my heart sank within me, and I began to inquire what he had been eat ing. He had partaken freely of boiled egg, meat, and charcoal. I gave him a dose of olive oil, and I must say that the best bird or beast to take medicine is an owl. Neit her he nor Betsy ever objected in the l

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2024-04-03

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◯ingのAIに汚職対策を聞いたら

文献がいっぱい出てきた

裁判対処方法を聞いたら、判例が出てきたりして弁護士の代わりになりそう

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2024-03-26

■米津玄師がLemonのPVでヒールの靴を履いている理由

Everyone been wonder ing why Yonezu (last name) Kenshi (first name) is wearing the heeled shoes. In one of his interviews he said that once he dreamed a fun eral. Everyone was sad, but suddenly someone in the first line started to whistle loudly, in a way that annoyed the other people. They all started to say that he wasn't respecting the dead person because he wasn't being in silence for him, but Kenshi knew that the man whistling was communicating with the dead one. That was their own unique way to recognize each other. Maybe the others will think you're crazy or something negative, but it won't change the love that the whistling man has for his dead friend. Turns out that Kenshi got inspired by this dream so in the sing he wore heeled shoes, because he wants to let us know that he doesn't care what others say, it's his special way to express himself, because Kenshi was affected by High-function ing Autism which brought him to be smarter than the aver age, but he couldn't handle with social relationships, that's why he never had many friends since a young age and everyone made fun of him because of his character.

米津（姓）ケンシ（名）がなぜヒールの靴を履いているのか、誰もが不思議に思っていることだろう。

彼はあるインタビューで、葬式の夢を見たことがあると言っていた。みんな悲しんでいたのに、突然一列目の誰かが、他の人たちを困らせるような大きな口笛を吹き始めた。

彼らは皆、口笛を吹いているのは死者に敬意を払っていない、死者のために黙っているのではない、と言い始めた。それが彼ら独自の認識方法だったのだ。

もしかしたら、他の人からは頭がおかしいとか否定的な見方をされるかもしれないが、口笛を吹いている男が死んだ友人を愛していることに変わりはない。

というのも、ケンシは高機能自閉症の影響を受けていて、平均よりも頭がいいのだが、社会的な人間関係をうまくこなすことができなかった。

This made Kenshi very sad and from then on he started to hate himself because of his very uncommon name (in Japan there aren't many people that have Yonezu as last name and no one, but Yonezu Kenshi, is called Kenshi or the spell ing is similar, plus it sounds like a stage name as well) he thought he was strange and weird, an uncommon person who shouldn't have existed (in fact in Japan there is a very strong will to follow the mass, which means if the great er part of girls have bangs, then the girls without bangs will try to have them or if they remain what they are, they might be isolated because different from the rest of the population). But Kenshi to make us, his fans, satisfied, he decided to collaborate with many people in the 2017 like the animators for MHA, DAOKO and Suda Masaki.

このことがケンシをとても悲しくさせ、それ以来ケンシは自分の名前の珍しさ（日本では米津を名字に持つ人は少ないし、米津ケンシ以外はケンシと呼ばないし、スペルも似ていない、存在しないはずの珍しい人（実際、日本では大衆に従おうとする意志が非常に強い。つまり、前髪のある女の子が多ければ、前髪のない女の子も前髪を作ろうとするし、前髪のないままだと、他の人とは違うという理由で孤立するかもしれない）。しかし、ケンシは私たちファンを満足させるために、MHAのアニメーターやDAOKO、菅田将暉など、2017年に活躍した多くの人々とのコラボレーションを決めた。

He change d dur ing his musical career, like the time he was still Hachi (ハチ) and he felt somehow lost in all of his fame, so he made this song wearing heeled shoes and then the next song, Flamingo, is very different from Lemon because many people started to listen and to know him after Lemon, but he wanted to know what they would think if Kenshi changed the rhythm and the kind, turns out that many of them were attracted by Lemon and they didn't like Flamingo, but they still subbed to Kenshi's YouTube channel. Thank you for reading all of this, English isn't my mother language so I'm sorry for the mistakes and as always, have a nice day :D

彼は音楽活動の中で変わっていった。例えば、彼がまだハチだった頃、有名になることにどこか迷いを感じて、ヒールのある靴を履いてこの曲を作った、というのも、多くの人がLemonの後にKenshiを聴き始め、知るようになったからだ。しかし、彼はKenshiがリズムや種類を変えたらどう思うかを知りたかった。英語は母国語ではないので、間違いがあってごめんなさい。

Edit: You can find a video summary of Yonezu Kenshi's life and a ll of his interviews, it's in Mandarin tho. I hope you have a good translator to understand what he's saying.

米津建志の人生とインタビューの要約ビデオを見ることができます。彼が何を言っているのか理解するために、良い翻訳者がいることを願う。

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2024-03-08

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一條和泉守ＳＳＢ

@MOSTSTRONGB

Creepy Nutsの

「Bl ingーBangーBangーBorn」、

最初の方を歌いました…ミスが目立ちますが…

https://twitter.com/MOSTSTRONGB/status/1763072339896639703

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2024-02-14

■コクヨのing気になるから試したいんだけど

なんでニトリで取り扱ってないんだよ

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2024-02-09

■ものすごいカルチャーショック

失業中の知り合いがこの間「暇だと幸せって何かとか余計なこと考えちゃうんだよなぁ」と言っていた

だから働いて考えないようにしてたほうが健康的で幸せだとのこと

俺はものすごいカルチャーショックを受けた

俺の人生は生まれるのが辛い(難産)から始まり、尿の我慢が辛い、起床が辛い、集団生活が辛い、授業中じっとするのが辛い、聴覚偏重の世の中が辛い、フルタイム労働が辛い

といったように辛いことの連続だった、現在進行形だから連続だったingって感じだ

だから幸せに生きるにはどうすればいいか考えるというのはクセであり、生きがいであり、珍しく辛くないことであり、人生であった

そんな自分にとって「幸せについて考えるのが余計」というのはだいぶ驚きだったんだけど、思い返すとたしかにそれが一般的なのかなと思うようになってきた

残業なしでもフルタイム労働はキツイと思うのだけど一般的にはホワイトらしい、それは思考できないくらいに疲れてる状態こそが幸せなのがマジョリティだからだろう

会社のシステムが不便でも何も言わない社員、辛いことの打開策を考えるということが癖になってないからだろう(すぐ不満が思いつくのすごいねって皮肉られたことがある)

なんにせよ日本では幸せについて考えることが一般的じゃないみたいだ

どおりで幸せ関連の話をしたときに反応が微妙だったんだなぁ、幸せテーマは封印しないとなぁと

また辛いことが増えてしまった

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2024-02-02

■ゲーミングPC

なんで現在進行系にしたんだろう

ゲーム PCでよくない？なんでing系にしたん？かっこいいと思ったん？後なんで光るの？なんでものすごい爆音ファンつけるの？田舎のヤンキーみたいだよ？

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2024-02-01

■anond:20240201084257

一等賞の子がおしりを出していたという単なる状況描写やで

一等賞 because おしり出している　じゃなくて　An おしり出しing kid became 一等賞　ってことやで

Permalink | 記事への反応(0) | 08:48

2024-01-16

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Having these books promoting sexual degeneracy where kids can find them like this is a big problem!

こんな変態エロ本が子供の目に触れる場所にあるのは大問題だ（from 百合星人ナオコサン）

＝[Having (these books that promote sexual degeneracy) where kids can find them like this] is a big problem!

日本人ってやたら関係代名詞使いたがるけど、本場の英語は -ing形と -ed形でバンバン文章を繋いでいく

こういう書き方ができる人は本当の上級者

Permalink | 記事への反応(0) | 14:05

2023-11-15

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2023-11-01

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Permalink | 記事への反応(0) | 16:23

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Permalink | 記事への反応(0) | 15:21

2023-10-20

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Refuting the “Israeli” Claims Regarding Evading their responsibility for the Massacre of the Gaza Baptist Hospital

Today, the “Israeli” Occupation Entity is try ing to evade their responsibility for the crime of bombarding the “Baptist” Arab National Hospital in Gaza City, which the Israeli” Occupation Forces (IOF) committed on the evening of Tuesday, 17 October 2023. This heinous crime was committed against innocent Palestinian civilians while taking the hospital as a shelter from the flames of the “Israeli” brutal aggression, which left nowhere safe in the besieged enclave. It is necessary to affirm that, the Baptist Hospital belongs to the Anglican Episcopal Church in Jerusalem, and was built before the occupation of Palestine.

It is obvious that the “Israeli” enemy has been spreading lies since the very beginning of his destructive war on our people, when he with no single evidence claimed that the Palestinian resistance killed children, cut off heads and raped women. In continuation of this series of lies, they tried to evade their crime, attributing it to one of the resistance factions. Accordingly, we present some of the conclusive evidence to prove the “Israeli” Occupation Entity responsible for this heinous crime:

1) It is no secret that the IOF, several days ago, threatened several hospitals in the Gaza Strip, contacting each hospital separately and requesting their evacuation and holding the hospitals directors responsible for the consequences of neglecting the threats. In fact, there are dozens of clear statements from the IOF spokespersons in this regard.

2) Since the beginning of the ongoing aggression, the “Israeli” army has ignored the principle of distinguishing between civilian and military targets. Thus, the bombardment has systematically targeted emergency services, ambulances, civil defense facilities, schools, mosques, and churches.

3) The IOF contacted the directors of 21 hospitals in the Gaza Strip, especially those are located in the Gaza and the North of Gaza governorates, most notably: (Al-Awda, the Indonesian, Kamal Adwan, the Kuwaiti, Al-Quds, and Al-Mamadani), asking them to evacuate immediately, given that the hospitals are located within the geographical scope of “Israeli” military operations. In this regard, the official spokespersons for the IOF plus a number of hospital directors conducted interviews live on Al Jazeera, revealing the premedit ated intention of the IOF to target hospitals in the Gaza Strip.

4) On 14 October, 2023, at 20:30, the IOF fired two shells towards the Baptist Hospital, and the next morning they called the hospital director, Dr. Maher الصفحة 2 من 3

Ayyad, saying to him: “We warned you last evening with two shells, so why have you not evacuated the hospital until this moment?!” Following that call, The hospital director contacted the bishop of the Evangelical Church in Britain and informed him of the incident, who in turn contacted international organizations before sending the hospital a message reassuring them that they could remain in the hospital. Yet with no warning, the IOF airstrikes returned, on Tuesday evening, to carry out the massacre against the hospital and the shelter-seekers of the displaced innocent Palestinian civilians.

5) Immediately after the massacre, the IOF spokesperson quickly published a statement on his page on the “X” and “Telegram” platforms at 21:17, which stated, “We had warned the evacuation of the Baptist Hospital and five other hospitals so that the Hamas terrorist organization would not take as a safe haven”. That statement is a clear claim of this massacre, and it is documented with a “screenshot” image attached to his page on Telegram, but he quickly deleted the post after seeing the massive scale of the massacre for the large number of victims, and the angry responses of the Arab, regional and international communities. Later on, he disavowed it, publish another

statement denying that he had issued the first statement.

6) Before and dur ing the event, the resistance factions did not fire any missiles at the occupied territories, the “Israeli” sirens did not activate, and the Iron Dome missiles were not launched. Moreover, dozens of reconnaissance drones do not leave the sky of the Gaza Strip (365 km2 ), photographing and mon itoring every inch around the clock. If the massacre was due to the resistance’s missiles, as the “Israeli” Occupation Entity falsely claim, why would not they show one picture their claims?!

7) The “Israeli” Occupation Entity claimed that this massacre was caused by a missile launched by the Islamic Jihad. However, we would wonder how they could identify and distinguish between the missiles of the resistance factions immediately after they were launched?!

8) The IOF military system documents and records all their operations by day, hour, minute and second, and in all previous times their media outlets came out to announce or deny much less severe massacres than this massacre, so what made them wait more than 4 hours before declaring their irresponsibility other than weaving scenarios of falsification, lies and deception?!

9) It is obviously known that the resistance’s missiles are somewhat “primitive” and do not have the destructive power that kills hundreds at one time. And throughout the history of previous confrontations and the current confrontation, no resistance missile has caused a tenth of this number of “Israeli” deaths.

10) The only video scene documenting the moment of the explosion reveals that the mass of flame and the sound of the explosion are identical to other “Israeli” bombs throughout the days of the ongoing aggression, which with no doubt proves that the “Israeli” origin of the missile.

الصفحة 3 من 3

The deliberate attack on hospitals is a war crime, stipulated in Article (8, 2, b, 9) of the Statute of the International Criminal Court. Accordingly, Hamas officially calls on the Prosecutor of the International Criminal Court to open an investigation into this crime, which falls within the framework of a genocidal war, in accordance with the provisions of Article 6 of the Basic Law. These bloody acts are also based on the policy of denial pursued by the “Israeli” Occupation Entity, as they deny the ex istence of the Palestinian people.

There is no doubt that impunity fuels crime, and investigat ing crimes is a way to protect people. Furthermore, if a legal and judicial response is necessary, it is above all that the response to this crime must be humanitarian and global. Such actions must shock the conscience of the world, or else there would no longer be a reliable international community if the “Israeli” Occupation government free to decide to bomb hospitals!

In conclusion, we are facing a genocidal massacre committed by IOF against children, women, and the elderly. The “Israeli” Occupation Entity is the only responsible for the crime, no matter how much they try to weave lies and fabrications to get away with it, as they always do.

The Islamic Resistance Movement

HAMAS-Palestine

Wednesday, 18 October 2023

本日ハマスがpdf 形式でテレグラムにアップしたやつの全文

「ガザ・バプテスト病院虐殺の責任回避に関するイスラエルの主張に反論する」

って題名

Permalink | 記事への反応(1) | 21:27

「We will soon be arriving at Tokyo station.」の場合、「will be arriving」は未来進行形で、これからすぐに起こりつつある事象を表します。これは、列車が東京駅に向かっており、まもなく到着するという進行中の行動を強調するために使われます。

「Next station is Yotsuya, doors on the right side will open.」の場合、「will」は単純未来形で、確実に起こる未来の事象を表します。この文脈では、次の駅が四谷であること、そして右側のドアが開くことが確定しているために使われます。

一般に、「will」を使うことで、未来の事象に対する確実性や公式な調子を表現することができます。一方、現在形や「be going to do」も未来を表すことができますが、この文脈ではそれらよりも「will」が使われることで、公式なアナウンスとしての格式や一貫性が保たれていると考えられます。

Permalink | 記事への反応(0) | 17:35

2023-08-04

■英語きつくね？

・We will soon be arriving at Tokyo station.

・Next station (stop) is Yotsuya, doors on the right side will open.　

これらの車内アナウンスってなんで現在形やbe going to doじゃなくてwill使ってるの？

1個目はなんでwill ～ingなの？

って疑問をEVERGREEN使っても解消できないし、ネットで聞いても理由が割れまくる(なんなら「そんなアナウンス聞いたことありません。あなたが勘違いしてるから問いが成り立ちません」とか謎の戦闘態勢に入るクラッシャーみたいな奴すら現れる)。

英語きついよ。

Permalink | 記事への反応(12) | 17:12

2023-07-21

■anond:20230721191601

数週間単位で進化が止まらんのに10年弱くらい時が止まってるよな

日本絵画の絵師の流派を判定する人工知能（ＡＩ）が登場した。源氏物語を描いた絵画の中に、わずかな差異を見つけ出し、９５％以上の精度で専門家と同じ判定を下すことができた。人間が知らない特徴をつかんでいる可能性も判明。ＡＩが専門家の目を超える日も近そうだ。
https://www.sankei.com/article/20180616-UQIQWCVYDFJXNO6YUUPRPIWVZM/

見分けることが出来るのだから当然描くことも出来る

AIがレンブラント風の絵を生成
Microsoftとオランダの金融機関 ING グループ、レンブラント博物館、デルフト工科大学などが協力して施行されたプロジェクト「The Next Rembrandt」です。
レンブラントの他の作品をAIが学習し、レンブラント独自の光と影の入れ方だけでなく作品の表面の質感まで見事に表現
https://ainow.ai/2020/04/01/193272/

Permalink | 記事への反応(1) | 19:23

2023-07-18

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多摩沿岸道路こえーな

ing から川崎国に入境したとたんトラックがあおってくる

80kmこえそう

Permalink | 記事への反応(0) | 23:30

2023-06-02

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日英エロゲ女性翻訳者による翻訳 tipsがおもしろい

https://twitter.com/merumeruchann/status/1663878494336458753?s=20

3. Choose your words wisely; AKA consider what is SEXY
"Wriggling" is a pretty standard translation of 藻掻く but in English it's associated with worms. WORMS! 🪱 "Undulating" is much nicer. e.g. A pussy doesn't wriggle, it undulates or ripples, or it convulses around his cock.
A woman doesn't wriggle her hips, she bucks them or she writhes. Your MC doesn't rock his hips he thrusts or pumps or rides. His hips aren't "moving on their own" he "can't control himself".

セクシーなワード選択が重要

「もがく、身悶えする」はふつう"Wriggling"と訳されるが、これは虫を連想させるのでダメ。"Undulating"のほうがよい。

「まんこがうねる」と言いたいときも、wriggleではなく、undulate や ripple

あるいは"it convulses around his cock."

同様に、女が尻をくねらせるとき wriggle her hips とは言わない。she bucks them or she writhesなどと言う。

男が腰を振るときはrock his hipsではなくhe thrusts or pumps or rides

意識的に腰を振るのではなく自分をコントロールできず振ってしまう感が大事

Sometimes a woman's skin may be described as 白魚. This is sexy in the original cultural and linguistic con text. In many English-speaking cultures, fish are used for negative comparis ons. Something like translucent or dewy would be an appropriate equivalent.
In JP a man going wild dur ing sex is often likened to a monkey, but this has a more comical sound in English, where comparis ons to simply a "wild animal" work better.

女の肌を「白魚」と形容することがあるが、英語では魚はネガティブな意味合いになってしまう

translucent (透き通るような)やdew（つややかな）と言い換えると良い

また、激しいセックスの最中、「猿のように」と形容することがあるが、英語ではコミカルに響いてしまうのでwild animal（野生動物、獣）などと言いかえるとよい

Consider the virgin "He put his penis in her vagina" vs the chad "He slid his cock into her pussy".
These sentences describe the same action, but one says "I fuck" and the other says "I've only ever seen sex in the bio textbooks my model was trained on".
On the other hand, don't throw in porny words where there shouldn't be any; if your heroine is a shy virgin and the source text is using coy words like あそこ, don't have her shouting FUCK MY TIGHT LITTLE PUSSY in English.

挿入するシーンでは

"He put his penis in her vagina"

とするのではなく、

"He slid his cock into her pussy".

と訳すべき

後者は「ヤる」という感じだが、前者は「私はAIなので性行為については生物学の教科書の知識しかありません」みたいに聞こえてしまう

とはいえ、ヒロインがシャイな処女で、「あそこ」と控えめに言っているのに”FUCK MY TIGHT LITTLE PUSSY”（私のキツキツオマンコを犯して！）などと絶叫させてはいけない

Permalink | 記事への反応(3) | 03:47

2023-02-19

■打上げ 成功/失敗のWikipedia的定義

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Comparison_of_orbital_launcher_families

Launches reach ing...
Total: Flights which lift-off, or where the vehicle is destroyed dur ing the terminal count
Note: only includes orbital launches (flights launched with the intention of reach ing orbit). Suborbital tests launches are not included in this listing.
Space (regardless of outcome): Flights which reach approximately 100 km or more above Earth's surface.
Any orbit (regardless of outcome): Flights which achieve at least one complete orbit even if the orb it differs from the targeted orbit.
Target orbit (without damage to the payload)