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they/them I'm Conor. I'm a nonbinary Computer Scientist. God loves irony. Femme presenting apartheid target. Cardiac outpatient. Hatstand owner. Tomato grower. Doctor Who fan. @pigworker@types.pl on fedi Don't call me Sir.
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Whenever you see a sign bearing the town name "Clacton", do pull out your always ready sharpie and correct the sign to read "Clac'ton", as the town name does, in fact, abbreviate "Clackwankerton".
Dear USAans, for transatlantic travel, as well as your regular passport, you need your watermarked selfie of you voting Harris. (I know, it takes three hands to take a selfie, vote Harris, and hold your nose.) If you cannot produce this additional document, we will accept your lovely teeth in lieu.
I may have mentioned that politicians differentiate whatever it is with respect to time until they get a signum they can spin. That's why they can't handle anything exponential.
Everything that is happening to the Labour Party is something they have chosen to do to themselves - to prioritise unscientific, unpopular cruelty on a minority group over everything else they stand for. I won't forget. I'm unlikely to forgive.
Yes, it *is* true that Glasgow is further away from Edinburgh than Edinburgh is from Glasgow, because Edinburgh people have to start by coming down themselves.
This phenomenon is understood. When I arrived back in Scotland in 2007, I found myself often in Edinburgh at meetings where Glaswegians would offer to host next, and the Edinburgh folk would whinge "But Glasgow's so far away!". I put a stop to that, but starting a very particular joke...
Glasgow has its gems, and one of them is in serious danger. Fire has spread round the corner from Union Street into Gordon Street, and is very much still burning. Your question is on point. Oh, and that's the corner of Central Station that runs Central Station. Yikes!
We're ok, but it ain't pretty.
Thank you for this insight. Typical.
This is an attack Gillick Competence, and without a doubt the beginnings of an assault on the supply of birth control to young people.
I was 17 when I started taking HRT. If youβre over 16, then by English law you can legally consent to your own healthcare.
Remember this incident.
I'm not doing "You from a different decade." because this is the only decade I've been unafraid to be me.*
*I'm still afraid to be me, but in a different way.
The pattern matching dialect of LISP my father implemented in the late 1960s had this, with deep equality testing (EQUAL), not just pointer-equality.
Today I learned that, back in December when I imagined Neil Hannon writing a song about the descent into madness of You Know Who, Neil Hannon had in reality beaten me to it by at least three months.
I'm watching an episode of New Scotland Yard from 1974 in which actors I know are doing accents they don't.
I said, "I grew up in the outdoors in the 1970s and I have an immune system.". I was very much a muddy child.
I don't know. But I did take an American wild-garlic-foraging, once upon a time, and when I just picked a leaf and ate it on the spot, she kind of had conniptions.
Hugh Paddick, Kenneth Williams, Kenneth Horne, Blakeβs 7βs Betty Marsden and Douglas Smith
Kenneth Williams, Hugh Paddick, Betty Marsden, Kenneth Horne and Bill Pertwee
OTD 1965 Round the Horne
βOh, itβs you, Mr βOrne!β
Kenneth Horne introduces Kenneth Williams, Hugh Paddick, Betty Marsden & more and a new show to the BBC
Mary Whitehouse tried to ban this filth β celebrate her defeat and listen on 4 Extra, where it often pops up*
*Today, predecessor Beyond Our Ken
Yet Mary Whitehouse was no joke β jeer, but donβt swallow βcuddlyβ revisionism.
She destroyed lives, persecuted gays, and silenced education, information and entertainment.
She was a theocratic, bullying bigot.
Remember that as todayβs social conservatives reanimate her evil.
What does the SierpiΕski triangle have to do with Pascal's triangle? Here's a pictorial answer; i'm just learning about this from Bowman's "Diagrammatic Algebra" book
Graphic with a blue background. There is a picture of a purple-tinted hand holding a sand timer on the left. At the right side there are two white boxes, the top one says "Scottish Government has expressed that they want to ensure trans people's human rights are protected and to better the lives of trans people in Scotland, but actions speak louder than words. Ask them why they are defining sex in Scottish hate crime law as 'biological sex' as per the Supreme Court ruling." At the bottom are the Equality Network and Scottish Trans logos and the link https://equalrecognition.eaction.org.uk/howwillthisberemembered"
Scottish Government has expressed that they want to ensure trans peopleβs human rights are protected, but actions speak louder than words. Ask them today why they are defining sex in Scottish hate crime law as "biological sex" when they don't need to: equalrecognition.eaction.org.uk/howwillthisb...
Their plan is that they will be scorned for the rest of *our* lives.
The firm of which I am the Dowager Duchess is hiring! We want lively brains for new explains and well taught wains. www.jobs.ac.uk/job/DQS044/l...
I have clearly lived a sheltered life in which nobody has ever suggested to me that "Scientists don't want you to know...".
And as a scientist who lives on the made-up-theory end of things, let me assure you that there is no way you can *know*.
But it is still worth *thinking*.
When someone says βScientists do not want you to knowβ you can dismiss everything from there on. Scientists want you to know. They are desperate that you know. They canβt shut up about what they found out and want you to know.
Isn't it the Pope who shits in the woods and the bears who are catholic?
Wait until you read the shocking exposΓ© of ursine al fresco toiletry habits.
I am terrified to leave my flat.
I am trans.
Politicians, the media, and JK Rowling have taught you to make my life a misery. And you do.
That is why I am terrified to leave my flat.
I still leave my flat.
I go and teach undergraduates mathematics.
They don't give a fuck that I am trans.
Life is tough when you're from 1953
And you look in the mirror thinking "Who are you? Not me!"
Am I gay, like the other kids say?
No, it's not who I fancy, it's who I am.
Figuring that out is tomorrow's jam.
(That mirror has always known me. It's in my brother's house now. I see it sometimes.)