Warriors are not born. Warriors are forged.
I, too, was made in a factory. I feel ya, man.
mit I think there’s a difference between “forged” and “mass-produced”
Oh, right, that’s that old-timey thing with blacksmiths, right?
OP is artisanal? Very cool. It’s almost like having a biological father!
One more Whiteout post is queued for tomorrow, then I need to decide what I want to do with future releases on it. (I’m already up to chapter 13 already written, starting in on 14.)
May end up registering a sideblog for it and scheduling it once a week.
Warriors are not born. Warriors are forged.
I, too, was made in a factory. I feel ya, man.
“So what’s the condition on our suspect, then?” I asked, as we walked through the hall towards the back of the judicial holding area of the hospital.
“Not good. She appears to be suffering some kind of immune system rejection related to a viral infection.”
“Whatever,” I said. “Just give me a feed.”
The hazard-suited man looked back at me, then continued walking forward. I was granted temporary access to a handful of camera’s on the hospital’s network, and their feeds appeared before me as AR windows.
< Our perp is bleeding out of her eyes, > I said.
< Well that’s not good, > said Charlie.
< Do you think this could be a case of biologically-induced ideological terrorism? > Asked Huan.
< Nah, every one of those so far has been a hoax, > I said.
< What about that one in Shandong? > Charlie asked.
< That one was a hoax, too. But it might be possible to introduce mental illness and then prey on that. > Said Huan. < Induce paranoia and a disconnection from reality in order to speed radicalization. We can use gene editing to gradually remove mental illnesses, so why not use it to cause them? >
< That’s never been proven, > I said.
Huan was solemn. He might be right.
We arrived at a room full of diagnostic booths, at the end of the hall. There were four men, all in those same white hazard suits. I was waved into the diagnostic booth first.
Each booth was a miracle of modern medical technology, with all the finest sensors money could buy integrated into one compact package, fed through a network of diagnostic AIs. I tossed off my clothes in the enclosed changing area right in front of the booth, then walked in and assumed the T-pose.
A radiant line of red light ran down my body, then side-to-side, like in those movies when I was a kid. “Please hold still. Scanning,” said a robotic voice.
After a minute, the scanning was complete, and I put my thumb on the pad at the front of the booth for the blood test. The robotic voice did its little thank you routine, and I put on my clothes and sunglasses and returned to the holding room.
“So what can you tell me about this virus?” I asked.
“It’s a strange one,” said one of the men in hazard suits. I noted down his AR ID, in case I needed to contact him later. Dr. Zhang Cheng. “It’s targetting specific genes to overwrite, but nothing that’s essential for survival. Unfortunately, the immune system appears to get caught up in the process and begins to attack the uninfected cells - at least, that’s what we think so far.”
I let that sit for a moment. Maybe a mutation of one of the older generations of genetic modification delivery viruses, that got loose somehow? But every one of us in Outer Hong Kong, the citizens at least, should be resistant against that. It was way too much of a coincidence to be happening now.
Then a dark memory came over me.
“Dr. Zhang,” I asked, “what kind of non-essential genes is this virus changing?”
“A number of them are for appearance,” said Zhang. “We haven’t run a simulation yet on what someone would look like after the viral modifications, but it couldn’t be too different seeing as our patient has a fully-grown adult body.”
“I have some stuff to take care of,” I said. “When will I be cleared to go?”
“Oh, you’re already clear, Officer Fang. The scan found no signs of viral contamination.”
I adjusted my jacket.
< Charlie, Huan, > I said. < I need to go check out some things on my own. I’ll meet up with you later. >
Anonymous asked:
mitigatedextras answered:
That’s preposterous. If I were a fujoshi, would I be building an army of robots to take over the world? Certainly not!
No, I’d likely be carefully building a highly-detailed 1:10 scale model diorama of [INSERT POPULAR ANIME MALE] and his gay male romantic companion, Doctor Cumber Wholock, each hair lovingly rendered in perfect detail as they act out their romantic adventures in a series of scenes worthy of a Disney movie.
Which I’m definitely not doing. Je ne suis pas une fujoshi!
This post is a test to see if I can send myself anons.
Anonymous asked:
In fact, I did.
chasing--the--universe asked:
argumate answered:
at least in America, a good start would be to stop poisoning the water supply
Well, that’s partially a problem of tax revenue.
But the thing is you can and SHOULD be doing a lot of these things before even having to dip into racial guilt.
Like, cripes mate, it shouldn’t be necessary to leverage racial guilt to have a good water supply.
Maybe the reason so many Leftists think white nationalists cannot be deconverted is because they cannot deconvert them.
If you believe in collective ethnic ownership of the land, you believe in one of the core components of ethnonationalism. And if you believe that ties into race, you believe in a core component of racial ethnonationalism.
Asking a white nationalist to come down from the tree of white ethnonationalism is not going to work while you, yourself, are up a tree of ethnonationalism. It’s hypocritical, and hypocrisy is not very convincing.
The real alternatives are more in the realm of individualism - placing individuals over ethnic groups (and ethnic group membership) - and civic nationalism - placing the nation and national culture above ethnic groups. But both of those are very unWoke.
I’m getting increasingly suspicious and uncomfortable about the Leftist branch of ethnonationalism, after initially letting it fly under the radar due to the company it kept.
This is in contrast with my position on White Nationalists, which has always been suspicious, uncomfortable, and at least low key hostile: they want to harm and kill people I like, or kick out people I like having around and think improve the community, and then there’s the whole sexism/White women are morally obligated to pop out babies thing which is only debatably better from my perspective than just straight up wanting to kill me.
The thing is, we could go with a throwback, “every ethnic/linguistic group ought to have a state, and every state ought to be homogeneous” with lots of bickering about who’s homeland every inch of the planet is, and that has plenty of issues, but it has at least a veneer of fairness and a hypothetical possiblity of everyone surviving. In practice, it’s not any of those things, but on paper it’s not immediately obvious that it’s a recipe for genocide, or at least it’s possible to pretend that it’s not.
Current Leftist “woke” ethnonationalism though, is implicitly, and sometimes explicitly, genocidal/proto pro rape as a tool of genocide. There is not a veneer of mutual survivability, and this is presented as a plus.
Oh yeah, white nationalism is definitely not trustworthy, and it would seek to kick all sorts of great people out of the country, and has a record of killing people.
And at the same time, I think it’s reacting to that undercurrent within the implicit ethnonationalism among the Woke crowd.
There’s definitely also a contradiction in there - if whites all have to leave America because it is the rightful land of the natives which they stole, then they go back to Europe - but this will massively tilt Europe back to being white, when they instead want it to become ‘diverse’ and ‘brown’. (They use the word ‘brown’. I find it kind of weird tbh.) I definitely pick up on a signal of just… “white people should just not-exist for their crimes”.
And, well, hoo boy, nothing is going to create white nationalists quite like that.
This is the second time I’ve gotten a message notification with no message in my askbox.
Does this mean I received a message from someone I’ve blocked? I’ve blocked a number of bots, maybe I swept up an actual person in that by accident.
Making the simple complicated is commonplace. Creativity is more than just being different. Anybody can play weird; that’s easy. What’s hard is to be as simple as Bach. Making the complicated simple, awesomely simple, that’s creativity.
Charles Mingus
(via babylon-crashing)
I feel like this is a callout post just waiting to find me.
