Day: August 31, 2021
revenge, revenge, revenge of uninten-ded consequeces
Does anyone else think that this has not been thought through? I read the article and thought man, WHO WANTS TO HAVE THREE FUCKING KIDS AND THE STATE TELLING YOU THEY CAN’T HAVE SCREEN TIME WHEN THEY’RE ALL YELLING AT YOU AND EACH OTHER.
Fuck the CPC, man, what a bunch of dolts.
For the bit rot, quoted from SCMP Published: 6:53pm, 30 Aug, 2021, writer Josh Ye:
China limits gaming time for under-18s to one hour a day on Fridays, Saturdays, Sundays and public holidays
China’s top watchdog for gaming and other forms of online media has formally issued the rules to combat video games addiction among teenagers
The NPPA said video gaming companies are the main entities responsible for stopping children from becoming addicted to games
Beijing has issued a new rule limiting the gaming time for players aged under 18 to between 8pm and 9pm only on Fridays, Saturdays, Sundays and statutory holidays, marking the country’s most stringent measure yet to tackle video gaming addiction among young people.
The National Press and Publication Administration (NPPA), China’s top watchdog for gaming and other forms of online media, formally issued the rules to combat gaming addiction among teenagers, according to a report by state media outlet Xinhua.
A demented pubic louse has more ethics than this buh
A B.C. Naturopath is never a way to start a sentence that will end well. Eventually this link will rot and die, so let me extract the first two paragraphs so you can have an expression of wide eyed revulsion cross your face too:
A B.C. naturopath who claims he can treat autism with fecal transplants at a clinic in Mexico has been barred from producing pills or enemas made from human feces while he’s under investigation by several agencies.
The College of Naturopathic Physicians of B.C. says it has taken “extraordinary action” against Jason Klop in response to a complaint from a whistle-blowing former employee, who alleges that he manufactured these products in a “household lab” in B.C. without standard procedures or quality control.
little bits of happiness
I’m still working through the throes of coming out of a twitter addiction but the results over the past two weeks are:
1 I’m no longer subject to strangers hitting me up for cash
2 I’m no longer getting live feed of people being killed by ‘their’ governments, drowning in floods, being shot by police, wildfires and other up to the minute disasters
3 I’m posting more to my own blog
4 My mental health has improved marginally – I feel less desperate and less oppressed by the state of the world
5 I’m writing more
6. I miss Pebble in the Sky and so many other people on twitter, I want to hear their voices in my head, I miss them so much. But I’ve been telling people on twitter for years how to get hold of me, so if they don’t, they’re busy, and that’s okay, or they didn’t make a note, and that’s okay too. I miss the funny ones, the writing ones, the dead serious about the working class ones, the technoweenie anarchists and the Ottawa grannies and the filkers and the local journos.
speaking of writing more, out of the 1500 words I sent to my mOm the other day, she unerringly picked out the single sentence of dialogue that encapsulated it and I just want to say publicly that mOm can claim to be suffering from mental deficits and I’m going to repeat what the cognitive scientists say; old people get to the same place as young people when given time for the tasks they must solve…. and when not subject to be hassled while they’re thinking.
I am old too, you know. I’ll get there eventually. And in the meantime I’ll quit telling her to respond fast, I’m stepping on my own cloak there.
woke up coughing in tandem at 2 am
I was coughing too hard to even greet Jeff as he walked by my door. I’ve had a good, strong, restorative and hydrating cuppa and now I’m 1500 words into a destiel fic that kinda swooped in on me.
This is a chest cold. In time of plague one worries, but this is merely one of life’s annoyances not a two in a hundred chance of dying. (1.8 but who’s counting really)
LATER AROUND 9 AM oh look, something two blocks from my house caught fire and the not for profit food insecurity charity Quest got extensive smoke damage. The innocent suffer and the hookah lounge burns down.