No humans on currency. Native fishes birds and plants only.
No humans on currency. Native fishes birds and plants only.
A Dutch Pendergrass skeet asking for asylum in time hortons
Happy skeetiversary, @dutchpendergrass.bsky.social
In case the draft, too
Thanks. Taste is the most important. Fun eating it second, fun baking third. Fourth is looking good.
I am a serious craftsperson
"I paid for these salad carrots to be harvested by hand and never touched by a machine, just taste the care" seems extravagant in a way "this bread was made by hand" doesnt.
I don't know what value of craft is added to picking veg, at least at an industrial scale. And I don't know that the value added at the boutique scale (where I work) isn't going beyond craft and into wasteful opulence.
The craft of it, though--reading dough under fingers, adjusting spices based on scent etc.--seems like something humans just do better. Since I trust my kitchenaide to mix well, I save my energy for kneading and shaping.
Sharpening my knives is peaceful, bur during a rush I would gladly hand them off to a clanker I trust. Right now that machines doesn't exist (or is way out of my price range).
There are two classes of things machines don't do for me, as a baker: things they can't do, and things that are done better hand. For the former, many of them are things I would hand over to machines if I could (or could afford the machines).
Obviously because it saves me time and energy for things that aren't mechnized/automated. This is where most people leave the thought and say "yeah that makes sense." But we ought to take it a step further.
I bake. I make hand-crafted bread, often to the specs of my customers. Or I do bread omekase. In the fantasy utopian commune, my job would be some version of this. That's very cool. But I automate/mechanize as much as I can. Why?
I'm in the process of leaving academia for one of these purportedly idyllic pre-industrail jobs that needs to be saved from automation, namely baking, and boy are the "labor is good for the soul" folks on some Protestant bullshit...
Shout out to the woman who just walked into the dentist's office waiting room, asked the receptionist a question about parking, then announced with finality "I leave my car where I leave it."
found some old drilosophers posts in my files. i've contributed something good to this world, i think
I'm very much academic-stoner coded in appearance/behavior/vube but once someone knows I'm a veteran all that goes out the window.
This genuinely feels like the universe gaslighting me it's such a self-wasteful thing to even think about. (And I'm a demi anon internet goblin)
I haven't seen Heated Rivalry so I think everything is on solid ground
Yes
OK this was a silly reply
This smoke is loud. So be it
Carmen Sandiego from the 90s cartoon
Happy International Women's Day to the original International Woman
Donβt date Black Templars players tho
Atomic Empire
βWhere can i find a good manβ
It's also bad for adjuncts in ways that mirror everything you've written. Probably not coincidence that the last straw causing me to leave academia came when working as an adjunct for an Indiana school.
Bad for all of us, really.
every system of logic is complete and consistent if you choose the right semantics
Well I'm going to go smoke