Dinh AaronMk

The Second Whenever Cross-Site Hunger Games: Revolution Edition

And then it turns out I fucked up asking for brackets to be used instead of parenthesis. So now I gotta go through and fix everything.

err... tomorrow.

The Second Whenever Cross-Site Hunger Games: Revolution Edition

I am now actually working on setting this up.

Stellvia Reboot - a freeform Sci-Fi/Near-future NRP

Aboard the Secret Service

“Abe, the drive is ready.”

Pulling himself up into the central spine of the ship, Abe and several other crewmen came up into the bridge. Through weightless space that pushed themselves sailing into the scaffold and glass cone of the Secret Service's main bridge and went about taking spaces at the terminals along its edge. Michele, who had long been at her preferred spot of the ship had taken her station at a dedicated communications terminal to utility at the far end of the space ship. Her loud voice ran through the procedural moves that was ingrained among them through old careers in Federation circuits before absconding, or having become enforced by practiced comfort impressed on each other over time.

Abe took a position at a point at the furthest tip of the Secret Service. All around him was empty space. The light of the alien dwarf star they were in far orbit around shone in muted glory over distance and through tinted glass. All the same, the unblocked, unperturbed, and pure light that shone forth cast the face of the Secret Service facing it in stark reliefs of hard sharp light and deep impenetrable shadows, almost as if the ship phased itself into space itself. The wide wings of it spun leisurely through space, the wreckage of the alien vessel they had sought out, retrieving its central data storage unit – its black box – formed a sort of soft particle cloud around them, letting in the light by itself sending dancing beads of sharp shadow along the lighted portions of the craft's hull.

“Generator ready and waiting, giving the order?” Michele called out to Abe.

“Cut it.” Abe ordered, and she relayed the order. With an audible clang and loud hydraulic hiss that screeched throughout the ship the motors that kept the Secret Service were in rotation were killed. Space though being a vacuum left no resistance for the wings to slow on their own, and a steady hum filled the air as the momentum effectively sought to stall itself against the ship's axis, eventually bringing the entire thing into a gentle rotation. It wasn't much to change the level of gravity in the glass bridge, but Abe was deftly aware that the star in the distance, and the even more distant stars and constellations beyond and around him were starting a slow crawling rotation.

They'd need all the power they could, at least to prevent a short or brown out in the system. She was old like that.

“Process is completed, gravitational rotation has stopped.” Michele said. While it was technically true it wasn't so much mechanically. The far wings continued to move and at a faster rate than the central axis, which itself began moving when the generator was shut off. He nodded and looked down at his terminal for the first time.

In binary, green-on-black colors a map of the local area in the galaxy appeared and several nearby stars were within range of a warp jump. There wasn't much of a plan, and they could go to any one of them. But they did have a destination he and the crew had opted to visit on simple curious volition: a binary system that appeared to have the flicker of several planets in orbit, perhaps terrestrial.

“Do we have any last minute doubts?” Abe asked, jokingly, “Anyone want to go home, back to their mothers?”

There was a confidence-inspiring silence among the technicians present and that confirmed all he needed to hear. With the strokes of a few keys he confirmed their coordinates and set along the order for a jump of a few light-years. Minutes later the Secret Service filled with an electrical humming, followed by a pop. Abe looked out and around, as space seemed to bend away from him, like a rubber sheet with a design printed on it shapes ahead of them fell into a distorted hole. A small black dot, darker than the ambient space behind it formed and as soon as it appeared 'ripped'. Space now was distorted like a doughnut, the light of stars on either side stretched and bending into it. Even the alien sun's light and shape looked as if it was being bent into the worm hole they had carved into space.

They passed through, as seamlessly as if it were walking through a door. It wobbled a little, the quantum energy that had bent space into this loop holding out though as the Secret Service left one system, and disappeared into another. There was no sound as the hole closed behind them, and the electrical humming of the quanta generators ceased.

“Roughly seventy-two hours before we're recharged. We just crossed six-point-twenty-seven light-years.” Michele reported, for posterity's sake.

Abe mused to himself as he looked out into space and watched the debris they had dragged in with them into the new system continue their slow orbit of the Free Fairer ship. One he saw in the now new binary light was vaguely man shaped, a frozen corpse of a figure dressed in a gray-blue kimono.

“Well, here we are!” he cheered, looked towards the new suns they were in distant orbit around. At the distance they were at, the light of the two was merely an oblong dot far from them, like looking at Mars from Earth at its closest, it Mars was doubled. They had to be at its system's very edge.

Some very bright objects orbited nearby, other planets. Their light brighter and larger just enough to distinguish them as objects for sure. “Well comrades, another jump well accomplished. Let's get us in close to the stars so we can heat up and charge. We'll have some fun in the meantime.” There was excitable happy chatter among the few there as they started filing out. The Secret Service lurched again as the rotational motors kicked back in and the regular rate of gravity was restored. No warnings sounded, no sirens flared. So all was in the green.

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

@Dinh AaronMk
Balto-Slavs. Poles are largely Ruthenians not to mention, whilst Lithuanians have genetic similarity to Ruthenians. Slavs also are not really a race, at most a "sub-race" but really Slavic is more of a language group than an ethnic one.

@Andreyich

So then, why say Poles have a home only in Poland when they are brothers to Russians as you seem to be saying now? And the genetic similarity between the Balts and the Slavs is a relatively weak excuse, by this notion the Russians are also Swedish through the Varangians, and if the Russians are Swedish that means they are Germanic, and if they are Germanic they share inter-relations with the French and the English and by this point - save for the Italians and the Greeks - the entirety of Europe and on into Asia is one giant super-country united in party by genetic inter-relation with one another, and this ignores the entire linguistic and cultural differences arisen in this regions through the thousands of years of European development; they may share the same genotypes, but they all speak different languages, wear different clothes, worshiped different gods, fought different enemies, and so on.

If we really are going to hang around and pound on about genetic differences, then we might as throw our hands up in the air and admit barely a percent at best determines the wide-ranging differences in anatomy and all humanity is one race, so let's just give up and become one nation with the whole world as home.

So that leaves the second great spook: culture. Which is what you said:

They aren't Belarusians, their ancestors didn't fight the Marxists or Nazis, their ancestors were not part of Szlachta or Hristyanstvo, they do not look like me and my kinsmen, they do not act like me and my kinsmen and they are not Belarusians, never will be and that's really that. They have their own countries but to mine they can only come as a tourist. People in Poland and Balkans understand this; visit, but you shall never properly assimilate so don't try.

Arguing genes is irrelevant. We're all the same base human with some cosmetic changes along the way.

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

@Dinh AaronMk
REEEEE RUTHENIANS WERE ALSO WINGED HUSSARS

@Andreyich

But tell me, how does a nation mostly constituted of Poles and Lithuanians fit within the narrative of "every race has its own nation" as you exposed before. Now, I can see Belorussia to Russia, Ukraine, or Poland since they're all East Slavs so by some extension all of one race. But Lithuanians are not slav, they are Balts. They are like Estonians.

So by the philosophy you have so discussed earlier, the notion of joining in commonwealth with non-members of your race (the slavs) to form a nation not entirely your own is contradictory.

By this, you should quietly slip back through the backdoor of Russia and apologize for leaving while Yeltsin was home.

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

@Dinh AaronMk
being winged hussars and all again.

@Andreyich

Son.

I don't know how to tell you this...

But those are Poles.

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

Someday Balt Lithuanians will reconstitute Belorussia as a province in #TheGrandestOfDuchies

Stellvia Reboot - a freeform Sci-Fi/Near-future NRP

I'm going to be posting when I'm either not a wheezing mess or I'm not busy.

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

<Snipped quote by Andreyich>

Okay, so here is the problem with "Racialism." And the inherent problem with racism to boot.

You find a genetic difference that says blacks have a five point lower IQ range than whites. Okay, that's interesting. But that doesn't meant that therefore all black people are stupider than all white people. Saying that this five point difference makes the entirety of one race inferior and the entirety of the other race superior is saying that statistics is first past the post, which is fucking bizarre. A five point difference, or even a ten point difference, means the IQs overlap, and there a shit-loads of high IQ black people and low IQ white people.

If you want to get all eugenic, race doesn't seem to be a good technical basis because it's following these secondary characteristics. If you want to get rid of stupid people, don't trace it to race, just get rid of stupid people point blank. That's evil too, but fuck it, if you are going to be evil, at least be evil with some precision.

Of course, no White Supremacist is going to make this step because, as Sleeping Silence said above (Woo! We're all on the same side this time!), racists are often fairly stupid and it's pretty damn likely that a purge of the stupids would tear through their ranks.

It is notable too that race is something of an arbitrary definition. I always loved the story about how, in the 1890's after the Battle of Adwa the NAACP fell in love with the fact that the Emperor of Ethiopia had defeated a European army, so they went to visit him. They asked him his opinions about the struggle of blacks in America and he was all like, "I appreciate you coming, but I don't know why you are asking me, because I'm not black." The guy, mind you, looked like this. It made sense in his mind because to him, black people were the darker skinned people south of Ethiopia, and he was part of another race entirely. Shit, if anybody here has ever dated a black girl, the light-skin dark-skin thing division exists to some extent in America too, because lord knows you'll hear about it.

This isn't to say that race doesn't exist at all, but it runs together a lot since in evolutionary time we aren't that far removed from the other races. We can draw circles around places that are divided from each other, but what that actually tells is pretty limited.

@Vilageidiotx

To sort of add to, expand on, or whatever to Vilage's point: material conditions may have more an impact on the individual than anything. The environment on an individual plays a considerably impact on one's development and less so the fact their ancestors came from the Niger Delta, New Zealand, or were Comanche. Human behavior and society adapts to the environmental and material conditions in which it is placed; it stands to reason an individual unremoved from an impoverished society where the total income the person is to receive can not fully match the cost of independent living that the individual will of course may turn to non-violent crime like drug sales to make ends meet. But that can be a whole other issue.

On an interesting note, typing this out reminds me of the time Ironicus decides to start reading from American Apartheid during the middle of a semi-relevant LP, and I am compelled to link it, despite earlier bitching.

Frokane's Mildly Politcal Hangout Thread

@Dinh AaronMk People can be articulate on youtube. Just because it's online doesn't mean its any less valid than intellectuals going to a speech. It helps to actually listen to people and it's easier than books. (though I showed a piece of that too...)

Like really all of the people telling me "i can't watch a good point" because it's totally bad, because video, and I said so. Just doesn't hold much weight. The sixth swing state thing (or five) doesn't really have much to do with anything. But showing voting probability. Don't know what's that trying to say really...

I reason I say it, is because it's often used as an argument and the whole "i want meaningless pandering" and just how messed up that sentiment actually is...and how it's legit screwed people from doing anything about the real issues they might have.

@SleepingSilence

>Conflating historical analysis of political trends across all states and regions with present-day swing state tactics.

You see, this is why your pundents are wrong.

To further it, they're only beating the drum and like MDK's article willfully ignoring other points to favor their own narrative to maintain their belief that, "Anyone not the Republican party bloc is bad" so they get more like it and they get viewers, and they get money. It's a self-confirming attitude reinforcing political bias because YouTube makes it easy. People in these circles will only ever get people within those circles.