People have been posting on social media assuming that one moderation action makes a policy, I'd prefer if that misconception didn't keep spreading.

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No, the policy is not being reconsidered, because there is no policy. There is this "here's what we're vaguely thinking, please comment": www.reddit.com/r/rust/comme...

and then the mods have been trying to figure it out. We don't have a policy yet, and we'll make mistakes while we figure it out.

“Imagine how good it could be if all the hype is real!” Bro you don’t have to tell me that, that has been my line trying to convince you for half a decade to switch to a programming language that makes half your bugs just evaporate overnight.

7/7

q: is this kosher for passover
a: not if it's Ieavaned

www.youtube.com/watch?v=9EYg...

I Work Very Hard, And I Would Like To Try Cake By A Horse Hello. I am a horse. I work very hard at my job of being a horse. When humans say move the heavy thing, I move the heavy thing. When humans sit on top of me and pull on my head, I carry them where they want to go. The main food the humans give me is hay and oats. But I am thinking it would be nice to have a different food. I am thinking I would like to try cake. Yes, yes. Cake. I know all about it. When humans eat cake, it is in glad times. It is the food for a celebration, such as when a woman becomes 47. I have seen cake on the Fourth of July. When humans have a cake, they stand around it and clap hands and smile and say happy birthday at each other. Sometimes there are beautiful markings on a cake, such as balloons or a pink shape. Sometimes the top of a cake is on fire and a boy must blow on the fire with mouth wind. This is the scariest cake. I do not want this kind. But I will eat any other cake. Any cake that is not the fire cake that tries to kill the boy. Please understand: I do not get money for doing work. I do not get to go inside the house. All I am either doing my horse job or standing in my pen or eating food off the floor. I always do these things. But I have never once gotten cake and I would like it very much. I have noticed that human children get to eat cake. But I am bigger than the children. I am more helpful to the farm. Children do not move the heavy things like me or let anyone ride on them. And yet they get cake. Maybe the humans will realize this. Maybe they will say, "You know who deserves cake? That horse. That horse whose back we are always on." Every day I dream about what it will be like if I get to eat cake. Here is what will happen. First, I will walk to the cake and putt my nose at it like hrrfff to make and stomping my hooves to make sure it is not a snake. Then I will trot in a circle to show that I am a horse and I am large. After that, I will nuzzle the cake to …

The horse op-ed is an instant classic. I can't tell you how much joy this piece gives me.

It should be taught in every introductory writing class in no small part because the horse arguments are so compelling. "I have noticed that human children get to eat cake. But I am bigger than the children."

Me: *Types "noosphere"*

Google GBoard: *Autocorrects to "biosphere"*

Me: *Deletes, types "noosphere"*

Google GBoard: *Again autocorrects to "biosphere"*

Wait, hold on. Is this literally gnosticism. Is GBoard the demiurge

BART: The worst-case scenarios are actually worse than you’ve heard If voters spurn a November revenue measure, the biggest question isn't what stations BART may close. It's if BART will continue to exist, full-stop.

think I convinced family friends living in Orinda suburbs to support the transit measure by saying 1) it'll affect their property value (that got their ears perked lol) 2) station closures are best case endpoint of a large gradient of possibilities if measure fails missionlocal.org/2026/03/bart...

we've all fucked up, but probably not as bad as when Tvaṣṭṛ was trying to wish his son, the serpent Vṛtra, to be the killer of Indra

tatpuruṣa compound: indra-śatrú

but while chanting the mantra he got the tone wrong and instead made Vṛtra one whose killer is Indra

bahuvrīhi compound: índra-śatru

a feynman diagram crossing the international date line, showing an electron disappear for a small period of time

I think I disproved charge conservation

(The higher you go in dimension, the more kiki the 1-norm and ∞-norm become, whereas the 2-norm remains unquestionably bouba.)

guys if you're trusting unsourced polymarket 'breaking news' paraphrases of weeks-old interview statements just because they tee up a nice quote-tweet dunk then I regret to inform you but you're not gonna make it

I feel like someone has already thought of this, but I am constantly plagued by the thought of doing an (appropriately Lady Gaga-inspired) burlesque act where Jorge Luis Borges is tied to a chair and menaced by three cunty depictions of Judas.

An ominous crystal ball glows red and illuminates the enormous (fake) ruby perched on a seance table

Character information envelopes, decorated with wax seals and pressed flowers. There are postcards featuring vintage magic acts paper clipped to them

A map of San Francisco, framed with photo prints from the 1939 Golden Gate International Exposition

Thank you to everyone who visited Lively Manor last night! I hope this won’t be the last time we see these characters or this setting.

Sunday-first calendar of February 2026, neatly occupying four rows from Sunday the 1st to Saturday the 28th.

happy rectangular february, sunday-first world.

curious borges

oh good point

I'm basically always working in low dependency environments unfortunately. But I'll pass it along!

It probably would were I writing this code for realsies, but I'm doing this horrid unsafe thing because I just want to demonstrate a type level pattern

i could have stuck a todo!() here instead

some rust code with the comment "my petard can wait"

I love writing safety comments

This meant that @elizas.website and @hikikomorphism.bsky.social had an extended conversation describing debugging coding projects entirely in terms of a demon summoning that went wrong.

The meaning of life is finding friends willing to commit to the bit.

himb

it is incredibly instructive that the product is called an "Edible Arrangement" and not a "Delicious Arrangement"

watermelon

the cross was also watermelon, the jesus was raspberry, honeydew, and mango

@manishearth.bsky.social made a Passion(fruit) of the Christ when we watched Assassin 33AD last Easter, and I’m trying to remember what melon we hollowed out for the tomb.

(in context this is about a murder mystery. but I do also have vague plans for mapping the territory of the local crows at some point)

for future plausible deniability reasons it's important to often text your friends things like "i am so hype for murder"

heh i actually tried to better this situation to a friend using "two bits" though "two bits" is a bit more archaic than "4 annas" (you only use "two bits" in fossilized idioms, vs "4 annas" is a thing my mom has said to me many times, despite being younger than the decimalization of the currency)

hot

has she considered applying for nationals

four stick figures on sleds, one is sliding face first, face down, marked "skeleton", diagonally opposite to it is one sliding feet first, face up, marked "luge". The other two combinations are drawn and labeled with question marks

given the existence of skeleton and luge, i postulate the existence of two other, yet to be discovered, winter olympic sports