What kind of schist is this?!
Your views on rocks should metamorph into something better, otherwise things might get a little igneous.
But you're right, on a basic level. When I garden, the soil and rocks are moved and worked without too much thought, the weeds are pulled up, but the chosen plants are carefully grown, tended to, fertilized, watered, etc. And when the bees and butterflies come, it's awesome. But when I see squirrels, they're sort of "higher up" (in the branches), and when I talk to them, they look at me and their eyes say, "don't you have a peanut or something?" But they are again not as sharp as the crows, which I wish were not afraid of me, and are very intelligent. And then a pet cat or dog would be like a human baby in all but biology. And people, of course, are the most aware and have the highest capacity for rational, nuanced suffering. Like, I can go to pieces because I didn't go to such-and-such a college, or pursue such-and-such a career, or because some self-perception is not what I would want, etc. etc.
Maybe the best way to say it something like this: when the deer in the woods see the deep snow for weeks, they suffer, because they are gradually getting weaker from lack of food, and would die en masse, were we to have a particularly cold and snowy winter. So that's one level. In another way, when I walk in the woods and see the snow, it makes me emotional, because I wonder when and if there will be another snowy winter, because we are ruining the planet, and the winters have lost a lot of their punch already. But the deer don't know that, or realize it, or anything. So while the suffering is real, they could also see me crying over the snow in a way that they don't and will never understand, even as they try to make it to spring by nibbling bits of bark off trees.
And if the poor bees didn't have my flowers in the late fall that I bring inside and take outside every day, they would also suffer from lack of nectar, but they don't grow uneasy or suffer from a kind of existential dread that there are still flowers in November, which is ridiculously late in the season. They're just like, "yay, a nasturtium!" Whereas I'm like, "what the hell is going on?"
So I would say that suffering (and the positive feelings of joy, pleasure, etc.) is experienced by the individual organism in question in the manner and style of their own capacity and understanding for such things. This is not to discount the sufferings of a wild animal, or the struggles of plants, but there are differences. And from their perspective, they might say that we were worked up over silly things or inscrutable nuances, if we could talk to them. And like a small child doesn't know why a parent cries when they catch it happening, neither could the deer understand the larger misery of a snowless winter or the bees of ever-later growing seasons.
Also TYPING LIKE THIS GETS YOUR POST SUPPRESSED!!! AHHHHH WHAT'S HAPPENING TO THE RMB?!?!?!?!?!
Be aware that Lily would like to be condemned and the great and the good of the gameplay community would support that. Commendations and condemnations are often interchangeable. They're both badges of community recognition - for recipients such as raiders playing an "evil" persona a condemnation is seen as a more appropriate trophy. But because it's a trophy they'd like a nice shiny trophy, and this proposal is rightly viewed as shoddy work. Some commendations are intended as a rebuke, such as those of The Pacific or Koem Kab, but many are not.
So if you genuinely don't like Lily, consider tag raiding a form of spam or objected to the raid on The Embassy then voting for a condemnation might not be the best way of expressing that. As any parent will tell you, sometimes the best response to attention seeking behaviour is to ignore it.
Star Trek: Next Generation, Season 4, Episode 5.
It involves an teenage fake Ensign somehow being allowed to mess with a starship's warp core, resulting in stranding his mother in an unstable warp bubble copy of the universe which slowly collapses causing the bubble-universe people-copies within to begin randomly disappearing with no apparent perception that anything is wrong except for Ensign's mom because it has to be like that or the plot will work even more poorly than it already does. Freaky space crystal kumbaya alien randomly appears and saves the day at the end, cause kumbaya crystal "everything is mind" kind of stuff was even more popular in the early 90s than it is now.
Dude, I love duck and Rabbit meat!
Oh, makes sense now, why you supressed me and Podzol, but it was worth it!
*Schreeching Avatar Noises*
I'm finally breaking into a world top 100 - as of now I'm in 100th place for largest IT industry, leading Forest as a result of The Ascendant Hive moving to Refugia. I'm 102nd for best weather, so hopefully I'll be featured for one of the eco stats by the next time the regional dispatch is updated.
Meanwhile, with 61.1% of deaths in Uan aa Boa attributed to getting lost in the wilderness my nation has again placed dead last in the world orienteering championships.
Personally I'm more invested in 0.3% going out by funky badger attack.
Like I imagine somebody walking down a dark alleyway looking all scared and suddenly starts to hear Prince music.
I mean, the ideal cause of death is Otter Attack, obviously...
I'm now imagining someone swimming in a river, and feeling a paw at their feet. A furry one. Their friends looks on as they slowly sink. Cause of death? It was the otter.
My people don't necessarily consider it an orienteering failure, so much as the presence of other... things... out in the woods. There's more than one way to be "lost."
To use the phrase I've heard ascribed to the native Alaskan community... some folks are just "gone missing" - it's an unforgiving environment out there in nature.
Tomorrow as some of you may know is Purim, which is like Jewish Halloween but with irony and the politics of the ancient Persian royal court.
One prominent tradition is the eating of Hamantaschen (singular Hamantash), which are little triangle-shaped cookies with a filling. Popular fillings include Chocolate, Apricot, Strawberry, Rapberry, and a Poppy-Seed paste called ďmunĒ (Hamantaschen literally means ďthe mun cookiesĒ in German/Yiddish).
However, for years Hamantaschen have been competing with another popular Jewish holiday dessert.... Latkes.
Latkes, known by most non-Jews as potato pancakes, are little snacks things made of fried potato-shreds and onions, similar to hashbrowns. They are eaten during Hannukah, as their fried nature serves as a reminder the oil that was so important to the story of Hannukah. Though Latkes themselves are quite simple, they are often dipped in something, such as apple sauce, sour cream, or sugar.
Anyways, since 1946, a debate has been raging over which is better. The debate started in 1946 at the Hillel House (those are the small Jewish community centers present on many American college campuses) of the University of Chicago, as a satirical debate. The original satirical debate in 1946 was so loved and funny and popular that every year since, UChicago and other colleges around the country have held the same debate over Hamantaschen and Latkes.
Over the years debates have featured many academics and famous people, including tenured professors, authors, lawyers, deans, essayists, college presidents, philosophers, the former chairman of the Council of Economic Advisors, three different Nobel Prize laureates, and more. Famous people who have participated include Milton Friedman (a Nobel Prize-winning economist), Alan Dershowitz (the lawyer who defended O.J. Simpson, Mike Tyson, Jeffrey Epstein, Harvey Weinstein, Julian Assange, and Donald Trump), the philosopher Martha Nussbaum, Austin Goolsbee (the former chair of the Council of Economic Advisors), and some would argue that Justice Blackmun of the US Supreme Court took a stance when he mentioned Latkesí significance in a majority opinion for one of his Supreme Court cases.
Another unique thing about the debate is that it goes beyond why they taste good. Instead, the debaters will often reference the philosophy of Latkes and Hamantaschen, or talk about the economics of Latkes and Hamantaschen, or why Latkes are more environmentally sustainable, or why Hamantaschen can be thought of as a symbol of femininity, or how the oiliness of Latkes shows that they are the King of all Jewish Holiday Desserts, etc. Many will even try to tie in their field, such as by tying in economics or anthropology or gender studies or psychology or philosophy or linguistics into the debate. These different arguments often even lead to satirical conspiracy theories. You can go to the Wikipedia page about the debate to find more examples of crazy arguments and points.
So nations of Forest, which do you side with: Latkes or Hamantaschen?
Me? Iím certainly a Latke guy. Maybe later when I have more time Iíll explain my own crazy hypotheses and reasoning for why the Latke is superior.