I'm not joking when I say mRNA technology is more important than "AI" and it's a tragedy we're throwing billions into one while our government is aggressively defunding the other.

Sosa put the team on his back and then they were like hey what if we completely failed to capitalize on this

Just discovered the wonderful covers of 'Genes to Cells', the journal of the Molecular Biology Society of Japan @mbsj-official.bsky.social – absolutely beautiful!

here some examples inspired by mitosis, CRISPR, the DNA helix, and plant pigments

screenshot from the 30 rock episode where liz gets a young boy toy: boy toy (crude giants hat that is clearly edited over an a’s hat): so I’ll pick you up around 10? liz (crude phillies hat): at *night?*

‘Animorphs’ TV Series in Development at Disney+, Ryan Coogler’s Proximity Media to Produce (EXCLUSIVE) An "Animorphs" TV series is in early development at Disney+, Variety has learned exclusively.

Ryan Coogler: “Yeah, so, I’m going to make films and TV shows of everything I loved at 12 years old…”

Legendary. The absolute dream. Total glee. Truly excellent news.

Artemis ii

trans rights is a "wedge" issue in the sense that if you have an issue with trans rights I will "wedge" you into a crevasse in a mountain and leave you there

Man, The older I get the more this shit annoys me. Why would you want to waste the magical imagination of world-building just to make guys shoot other guys. Are you 4 and just figured out how to make gun sounds with your mouth or what

that’s part of the sadness. so many of the people I want to curl up on a couch and just talk about everything with are so far away. and about to get even further and it just makes me feel very alone. I know I haven’t made it to visit yet but I hate thinking about you being so far away.

just. so sad. so existentially and exhaustedly sad.

my husband was gone the past 2 weeks at his new CA job so my mother came to “help prep the move” except she spent the whole time on the phone with the nursing home/crying and then I went to a wedding Sunday for a couple I love but when friends asked how life was I obviously couldn’t be a downer and

my grandmother died last night after a 6 year decline from dementia and my 26 year old cousin just had her 4th out of 8 chemo sessions for her stage 3 triple neg breast cancer and I am just so sad all the time. but have to show up to work and act like a person and I am just. sad. all the time.

It's honestly not hard to imagine a world where Malthusian thinking led to a modern environmentalism that grapples with a basic truth (population is a basic engine of human pressure on the planet) without drawing horrific conclusions. In my mind, the great tragedy of Ehrlich was circumventing this

not the most useful skill in the world but I am super good at paint matching it is true 😎

and then turned around and decided to put the fish that didn’t grow legs under a microscope … seems like convoluted life choices at best

(person who doesn't have to get up before 7:30AM) i call it "daylight savings"

it’s crazy how quickly things went from “I have to move to California in five months” to “I have to move to California in two and a half months” and I am FREAKING. OUT.

I must not reply. Discourse is the mind-killer. Discourse is the little death that brings total obliteration. I will scroll past the take. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. When the take has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.

radio one live lounge’s compilations are full of these. favorites from the first installment are “Frontin’” covered by Jamie Cullum, “Numb” done by Jamelia, and “I Believe in a Thing Called Love/What’s Going On” by Lemar.

Thousands of institutions abandoned programs, ended or rewrote scholarships, closed down clubs and publications, all in pre-emptive compliance.

And you know why?

Mostly because they wanted to do it if they thought they could blame someone else for it.

Tidal

as a lifelong Arm Girl I can say your biceps have been Doing It for awhile at this point

ME IRL

#BaseballSeason

ICE Agents Smash Car Window, Detain Fair Havener Before Court - New Haven Independent Broken glass was scattered across Maltby Street Friday after masked federal agents reportedly surrounded a 33-year-old man's car, smashed his passenger-side window, and handcuffed him outside his home...

ICE activity in New Haven, Connecticut, today, reports the New Haven Independent.

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[threateningly] it’s baseball season.

i think it’s fair to primary her over this if she doesn’t change her views explicitly and openly

I know it’s intentional but we should stop calling everything AI, lumping useful machine learning techniques for science with large language models that tech companies are trying to cram into everything.

it’s my god given right as an american to lie to my doctor

Screenshot of text of poem “domestic violence” by Eavan Boland: 1. It was winter, lunar, wet. At dusk Pewter seedlings became moonlight orphans. Pleased to meet you meat to please you said the butcher's sign in the window in the village. Everything changed the year that we got married. And after that we moved out to the suburbs. How young we were, how ignorant, how ready to think the only history was our own. And there was a couple who quarreled into the night, Their voices high, sharp: nothing is ever entirely right in the lives of those who love each other.

2. In that season suddenly our island Broke out its old sores for all to see. We saw them too. We stood there wondering how the salt horizons and the Dublin hills, the rivers, table mountains, Viking marshes we thought we knew had been made to shiver into our ancient twelve by fifteen television which gave them back as gray and grayer tears and killings, killings, killings, then moonlight-colored funerals: nothing we said not then, not later, fathomed what it is is wrong in the lives of those who hate each other.

3. And if the provenance of memory is only that-remember, not atone-and if I can be safe in the weak spring light in that kitchen, then why is there another kitchen, spring light always darkening in it and a woman whispering to a man over and over what else could we have done?

4. We failed our moment or our moment failed us. The times were grand in size and we were small. Why do I write that when I don't believe it? We lived our lives, were happy, stayed as one. Children were born and raised here and are gone, including ours. As for that couple did we ever find out who they were and did we want to? I think we know. I think we always knew. From Domestic Violence (W. W. Norton, 2007). Copyright © 2007 by Eavan Boland

wondering how

the salt horizons and the Dublin hills,
the rivers, table mountains, Viking marshes
we thought we knew
had been made to shiver

into our ancient twelve by fifteen television
which gave them back as gray and grayer tears
and killings, killings, killings,
then moonlight-colored funerals