Today I was introduced to the music of Görkem Şen, a Turkish musician who invented his own instrument, the yaybahar, and, damn. It's ethereal, and not in the 'harps and women cooing in Latin' sense. Watch and listen, it is worth the time.
Stay safe out there, all.
Today's dog of war is this one who was guarding the warehouse, the 53rd brigade's former HQ.
10/10 pup but 0/10 guard dog, did not bark when strangers like us walked into the warehouse complex
... or maybe he just had a good feeling about us
"Po 10 latach od rzucenia pracy, polityki i Twittera tętno wraca do normalnego poziomu, a człowiek zaczyna odzyskiwać spokój ducha, harmonię, równowagę umysłu"
To #Aszdziennik, ale to prawda
A storm is coming, but they're just calmly grazing. Like we all.
In late March, 1944 despite the warning from the #Polish authorities, some 30 additional #Jewish soldiers--finding that #antisemitism had increased rather than decreased--traveled from Scotland to London seeking transfers to the British Army.
This time, the hammer came down: On 30 March, London police & Polish MPs raided the Yiddish theater where the soldiers were staying, placed them under arrest, & sent them back to Scotland for a court martial.
Because telegrams from Australia to London were very expensive, and charged by the word, Caldwell wrote up the fruits of his research in four words: "Monotremes oviparous, ovum meroblastic." (In lay terms, "yep they lay eggs, they're like reptile eggs")
Due to the pricing by the word in telegrams, Caldwell didn't add "what the fuck, what the fucking fuck". Plus, he didn't really need to say that, because what the fuck, what the fucking fuck.
Once the scientists had examined enough specimens and gone off to Australia to look at them, they established that platypuses definitely weren't the work of a taxidermist working through some weird feelings. So science moved towards a stance of "what the fuck, what the fucking fuck".
Wyrzucałem w sobotę śmieci i widzę - leży duża niebieska teczka z podpisem "Artykuły prasowe różne". Zaglądam, a tam kilkanaście gazet z lat 1972-2005. Najwyraźniej ktoś chciał zachować świadectwa najważniejszych wydarzeń dla potomności, a potomność wyniosła na śmietnik. No, ale ja przez jakiś czas przechowam. :)
Living in the #wetlands of #Polesia (also spelled #Polesie) in #EasternPoland. Surrounded by #bogs and #forests, trying not to fuck up surrounding nature too much.
Taking care of a small pack of #dogs – #IdąPsięta.
Luddite working with hi-tech.
#RuralBroadband provider by accident. Starting a small LoRaWAN project to monitor our wetlands. Coding in #Python. Dealing with dirty data, cleaning them when time allows.
#Atheist. I don't *believe* in #science – science is the *only* thing that protects us from belief.
Fuck nazis.
My account on Twitter is still up, for good reasons. https://twitter.com/szescstopni
I check facts before I toot.
I sometimes toot in Polish.
Zdolny, ale leniwy.