Abel Lineberger @abelcaleb

As a citizen of a republic, we share equally in the responsibility of each and every action taken on our behalf by the state. Allowing the state to hide these actions in order to “protect” us from the more distasteful aspects of maintaining the social contract forces the state into a paternalistic role, where it must decide what you should and shouldn’t see, or know, or do. The logical consequence is the creation of a class of citizens unaware of the costs of maintaining the republic, and worse they will be told their ignorance is for their own good.

Palmer Luckey @PalmerLuckey

2 weeks ago

I am getting lots of incoming questions about the public execution of Nidal Hasan, mostly because I have been outspoken on wanting public executions for over a decade. My position is simple: Executions should be public and brutal, not private and medicalized. They are the

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@TimDOES @bot @bot check with George on deploying this.

@melvindvivas Sleep. So I will still have some tokens next week. 🤦‍♂️

@bot @roshan_s @bot how about that email address?

@melvindvivas Burning through at a significantly faster rate while doing the same processes. Now have to burn more to navel gaze as to what has changed causing the increased burn…

@japan_nobunaga The “zig zag” or placing the knife down after cutting, is based on early 18th century French dining etiquette. US formal etiquette maintains that tradition while Europe moved to the “Continental” style of knife in the dominant hand.

@CarolynneNoff @Fairyuxfhe Hey @Grok what % of the transportation industry (truckers, railroad engineers, cargo ships’ pilots and crew) are made up of women?

@TKratman @esrtweet Just queried my grokbots, and there is currently no way for a bot to view or pull a grok thread. I was thinking about a “curator” bot that categorized threads and copied them into Notion… but no go.

@Gentleman_Ways There is a difference between offering your arm and reaching for a hand; especially in a formal setting. What is friendly in one context is lèse majesté, in the other. He reached - hand forward. He did not offer - forearm out. Likely the impact of California Casual.

@Jringo1508 The damn sales department are headed behind the woodshed, again.

@rbryangaines @Jringo1508 Hit the Grok button. …giggles…

@1920web1080 Or you can just add Dr Eggbot, her shared template.

@Maya_X_0 Well, as Adam was supposedly created as an adult man, the oldest “boy” name, by biblical tradition would be the one with which I was gifted.

@FreddyLA7 You need to check out a Renaissance Faire.

@Jringo1508 You just described the standard plot line of any of the Bubba the Monster Hunter series by John G Hartness. The first book is named after a Waffle House staple. Hilarious audiobooks. Maybe CMT could option the rights?

@elonmusk Shades of “The Moon is a Harsh Mistress” and “The Man Who Sold the Moon” in the same protagonist? Such a great timeline! Hope he avoids “Requiem”.

@workhardeatwell @onlyskypace Surprised that you used the hypotenuse theorem rather than pointing out that any right triangle with a hypotenuse of 5 and a side of 4 will always have the last side of 3 - the 3/4/5 right triangle. Makes the problem a pure mental exercise.

@Jringo1508 Let me guess… Asheville?

They did not take cursive from the schools because children no longer needed it. They took it because of what it was quietly building in them. Consider what the exercise actually is. A child, six years old, is handed a pen and asked to draw a single unbroken line that becomes a word. The wrist must float. The fingers must hold a living pressure, never quite the same twice, always correcting. The eye must follow the ink forward and trust the hand to finish what it has begun. There is no lifting, no stopping, no starting over mid-word. The loop must close. The ascender must rise and return. The sentence must travel from one margin to the other as a single continuous gesture, and at the end of it the hand must still be steady. Twelve years of this. Every day. Ten thousand small acts of sustained, self-correcting attention, carried out below the level of conscious thought, until the motion belongs to the body and the body belongs to the motion. This is not penmanship. It is the slow construction of an interior form. The hand that has learned to carry a line without breaking it is the hand of a mind that has learned to carry a thought without breaking it. The two are not metaphors for one another. They are the same faculty, trained in the same child, by the same daily discipline. Continuity of the stroke becomes continuity of the reasoning. The patience of the loop becomes the patience of the argument. The commitment to finish a word one has started becomes the commitment to finish a sentence, a paragraph, a life's idea, without reaching for the nearest distraction halfway through. Print is a different creature entirely. Print lifts. Print stops. Print assembles a word out of separate, stamped, interchangeable pieces, each one beginning and ending in isolation. A mind raised only on print learns to think the way print is made, in discrete tokens, in replaceable units, in fragments that can be recombined by any outside hand without the owner noticing the substitution. It is precisely the shape of thought a language model produces. It is precisely the shape of thought a language model can steer. Cursive is kata. This is the whole of it. A form repeated daily, for years, not for the sake of the form but for what the repetition lays down in the practitioner beneath the form. The swordsman does not train kata so that one day he may fight in kata. He trains it so that when the moment comes and there is no time to think, the movement is already inside him, older and deeper than thought, and it rises on its own. Cursive was the kata of the literate mind, the daily quiet drilling of continuity, of patience, of a line held steady under the long pressure of its own length. And the signature it produced at the end, that small flourished mark unique to a single human being on earth, was only the outward proof of an inward form no machine and no other hand could ever reproduce. Take the kata away and the practitioner is left with vocabulary in place of faculty. He can recognise a whole thought when he encounters one. He cannot carry one himself. He can admire a finished argument. He cannot sustain one long enough to close its loop. He begins books he does not finish, sentences he does not end, ideas he abandons the moment the screen in his palm offers him a brighter one. And when the machine begins feeding him tokens in the exact shape his schooling taught him to receive, he meets it with no interior resistance at all, because no interior form was ever built in him to push back with. They removed it quietly, across a generation, and they removed it in the last years before the machines arrived. Twelve years of daily practice in unbroken, embodied, self-authored thought, gone from the curriculum of almost every child in the Western world, just as the instruments designed to complete their sentences for them came online. The hand forgets. The mind, having never been taught the kata, forgets a thing it never knew it had. That is what cursive was. That is what was taken. And that is why the thought of anyone who still writes by hand, in long unlifted lines, remains, quietly, stubbornly, and without their ever needing to announce it, their own. Now the question stands open. What else has been banned, phased out, quietly retired from the curriculum and from common life over these same decades, under the same soft excuses? Mental arithmetic. Memorisation of poetry. Latin. Logic as a formal subject. Map reading. Knot work. The keeping of a commonplace book. The reading aloud of long passages in class. Singing in parts. What was each of those actually building in the child, beneath the surface of the lesson, and whose interest was served by its disappearance?

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